Brennan ran out into the living room and searched frantically for her keys. Booth jumped up out of bed and ran after her.

"What are you doing Bones?" Booth said slightly exasperated.

"Looking for my keys, I know I left them around here somewhere." She through stuff around the room in an effort to get out of there as quickly as possible.

"Bones, sit down, and we'll talk about this."

"Booth, I don't see anything to discuss, the sun is coming up, it's almost morning, I gained the information that I came here to discover, you seem like you're in perfect health, so there is no longer any reason for me to be here."

With this Brennan found her keys sitting on a table next to her purse. "Ah, there they are!" She grabbed both and headed for the door not realizing that she was still dressed in Booth's t-shirt.

"You gonna leave in that shirt?" Booth said, slightly laughing, and slightly annoyed.

"Oh, right, I should change." Brennan looked around, a bit embarrassed that she hadn't remembered that she was still wearing his t-shirt.

As Brennan headed for the bedroom to change her clothes she had to pass Booth standing in the doorway. When she approached he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her towards him. Brennan struggle to free herself, but it was no use.

"Let go of me Booth before I do something we both regret." The anthropologist stared coldly into Booth's eyes, and he gave her an equally steely stare back.

"What are you doing Bone? Why can't you just calm down so we can talk about this?"

"There's nothing to talk about Booth!" That was it for Booth, he could stand confusion, but he couldn't take her denial that anything was going on.

"See, that right there, that's why I can't work with you anymore."

"What?" Brennan questioned, a bit taken aback by Booth's confession.

"I can't go through this anymore Bones, if you're not going to meet me half way, I just can't do it. It's killing me."

"What are you talking about Booth?"

"I'm talking about us, I'm talking about this thing that we have between us, that you don't seem to want to acknowledge. You've got to know how I feel about you. Every day I go to work and there you are sitting next to me at your office, in the SUV, in the interrogation room, I'm supposed to be concentrating on finding a killer but all I can think of is wanting to kiss you, to hold you in my arms and never let go of you."

Booth's hand relaxed from Brennan's arm and he placed his hand on her face and ran his fingers softly through her hair.

"I wish I was, but I'm just not strong enough Bones."

Brennan looked up into Booth's warm brown eyes, felt his touch on her face, and she couldn't bare it anymore either. Hearing him say those things to her, how much he needed her, wanted her, all she could think about was how much she wanted him too. Next thing she knew she threw her arms around Booth's neck and started kissing him passionately. Tongues battled like swords in each other's mouths. Although they were just kissing, each felt like they could stay like this forever. Every second the kiss felt more perfect than either could have imagined. Booth pulled her closer and pushed her against the wall creating as much contact as possible. He lifted her slightly and Brennan wrapped her legs around him kissing him hungrily. Booth walked them into the bedroom while trying to pull his t-shirt off of her at the same time. When he reached the bed the two crashed down in a fit of passion. He moved his body on top of hers starting with her forehead and kissing downward. He ran his lips over her neck and collarbone until he made his way to her right breast. Taking it fully in his mouth he sucked on her nipple until she let out a moan. He quickly moved to the other one submitting it to the same exquisite torture. When he was satisfied that she couldn't take any more he very gently ran kisses down her stomach landing right below her belly button. She ran her hands through his soft brown hair, enjoying the sensations that were now going to forever be associated with her partner. He caressed her thighs spreading them just enough to kiss the skin on the inner part of each.

"Oh Booth," she moaned.

He loved the sound of her moaning his name and wanted nothing more than to taste her. He ran his tongue over her clit as he plunged two fingers inside of her. He heard Brennan moan with excitement as she bucked her hips to raise herself closer to his mouth. She could feel herself so close, too close.

"Oh Booth, I need you inside of me, now."

Brennan tried to pull him up and push his boxers down at the same time exposing his by now, very hard penis. Booth positioned himself so he was right at her entrance. He took her hand in his and grabbed her hip with the other thrusting into her. Both cried out with pleasure. Brennan could barely stand it, nothing had ever felt this good before. She had never wanted to feel this close to another human being. She wrapped her legs around him and pulled him into her deeper. She looked into his eyes and all she could think was that he had the warmest brown eyes she had ever seen. Booth continued to thrust into her, slowly first, trying not to come too quickly, which proved harder with every pump.

"I love you so much," he said breathlessly as he looked into her eyes.

"I love you too," Brennan said before pulling him closer and sticking her tongue in his ear.

This sent Booth over the edge. He started to thrust at an almost frantic pace until he heard her scream and felt the contractions of her muscles around him. He pushed into her deeply and let himself go. He collapsed on top of her, the two of them completely spent. He lay his head on her chest and Brennan gently stroked his hair. She loved the sensation of having him inside of her and wasn't ready to let it go yet. They lay like that for what seemed like hours, but was probably only ten minutes or so.

"So do you still think missing persons will be more exciting Booth?"

"No Bones, nothing is more exciting than working with you."

The End.