How many walls does it take?

A/N: Well this is my first Bones story, I've been trying to think of something to write for AGES and finally, when I couldn't use the internet due to a storm, and with lots of boredom, the end result is a Bones story!!! Lol. I hope you guys enjoy the story! I don't know how long it will go for, but your reviews will be much appreciated!

Summary: After the episode Judas on a Pole. Brennan is feeling alone more now then ever and starts to distance herself from those around her in the hope that if she doesn't love, she wouldn't care if they left her. BB…eventually!

'Hey, Bones!' Booth came in to Brennan's office, clapping his hands together with his usual 'charm' smile, 'Pack up, we're going to order Tai food and get you educated with some classical movies!'

It had been a day since the again abandonment of her family, and he could tell she was trying to hold her feelings behind that wall of hers, but no matter how good she was, he could tell it hurt her deeply, so he decided to cheer her up a bit and keep her company.

'Agent Booth, do we have a case?'

'Bones, did you not hear what I just said? Movie night? Tai food? And since when do you call me 'Agent Booth'?'

'That's Doctor Brennan to you, Agent Booth. I should ask you to remember that in future.'

'Bones, what's wrong? Did I do something to make you mad?'

'Agent Booth, if we do not currently have a case, I would very much appreciate getting back to my work, I am very busy.'

In shock, Booth walked out of her office, however, instead of heading out of the Jeffersonian, he headed towards Angela's office, hoping she could shed some light into why Brennan was acting like that.

'She's been like that all day,' Angela said sadly, 'I tried to get her to open up, to take a break from work and have lunch with me, but she was insistent that I leave her in peace. She was so formal with me…she's never like that, Booth.'

Angela had a really worried look on her face.

'This is because of what happened with her family yesterday, isn't it?'

Booth nodded, solemnly while looking towards Brennan's office, which now had the door closed as well as the blinds firmly shut, keeping prying eyes away, 'Positive.'

Over the next few days, things had been the same. Brennan had not gone out into the field with Booth, she talked formally with her friends, worked all day without so much as a break and only talking about work. The squints and Booth could all see that it was slowly taking its toll on her as they knew she wasn't sleeping or eating. They knew they had to do something fast, if she kept on the way she was, she would surely kill herself. Booth decided enough was enough, if his Bones was going to slowly kill herself, Booth would at least make sure he could do everything humanely possible to prevent it, even if she wanted him to or not.

'Bones, can I have a word with you?'

Brennan gave Booth a death glare, but Booth didn't flinch.

'Is it about the case?' Brennan inquired.

'No, but-'

'Then I have work to do, Agent Booth.'

As Brennan started to walk away, obviously dismissing him and ending the conversation, Booths anger blew over.

Grabbing her elbow, he turned her around to face him.

'Temperance Brennan, I don't care if you kick my ass from here to China, but we ARE going to talk! Whatever issues you have with your family is with your family, but you don't get to distance yourself from those who care about you.'

'You finished?' Brennan asked, showing not one bit of emotion within her eyes, and Booth was more concerned about this. He was very good at reading people, even Brennan when she didn't want to show her feelings, but this time he could not detect any sort of emotions.

Without waiting for a response, Brennan continued to walk away.

'Bones!' He called after her, 'You can talk to me about anything. I know this is hard, and you're hurting because you had to see your family drive off without you again, but I know they love you.'

Brennan walked back over towards him, and for a moment, Booth thought he had gotten through to her.

Brennan brought her hand up towards his face, and before Booth knew it, her hand had come in contact with his face, leaving a stinging sensation and probably a red mark.

'Let me make this straight, Agent Booth,' Brennan spoke quite coldly, 'Whatever talking we do is strictly work, nothing else, no socializing. My business with my family has nothing to do with you, and it never has. I do not need you, I will never need you.'

This time when Brennan walked off, Booth did not stop her, only watched as she slammed the door to her office.