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I think this is the longest chapter I have written so far. I tried to get every character in here. Enjoy. And thank you to all who reviewed. I passed my 50 reviews mark. Keep it going.

"Knock, knock," Angela said, knocking on the door frame. "Jack?" She found him watching a muted television show.

"Hey, Ange," he said, attempting to try to sit up , but halfway succeding. "How ya feeling?"

"Better. Got my IV out and the doctor is thinking about lettign me go home tomorrow. How about you?" she replied and came to stand at the foot of his bed.

"Like I got blown up and thrown 50 yards," he moaned and half-laughed at the same time.

Seriousness started to cloud Angela's features. "That's not funny, Jack. How can you laugh at that? I have been so worried about you. I thought you were d - " she chocked back her last word.

"What? You thought I was what?"

She couldn't bring herself to say it, "Nothing. Just forget about it."

"No. I can't, Angie. Just please tell me," he insisted.

"I thought you were dead! Okay? Is that what you wanted to hear?" she said, tears flowing once again.

He realized that he went too far. "No, Ange. I didn't mean to . . . "

"No. You didn't, but you did. I thought you were dead. Gone from this world. A - and I thought about all the things I was gonna miss about you. All the things we were goin to miss," she went over to him and carefully hugged him, burrying her head into the crook of his neck. "Please don't leave me."

"Oh, baby. I could never leave you. Not in a million years," he said, stroking her back.

She sniffled and lifted her head a little to stare into his cool blue eyes." How can you be so sure?"

"Well, for one, I am too stubborn. For two, you wouldn't let me. Ha. And third, I can't imagine a world or heaven without you," he said. She had no response so she just hugged him tighter. After a little while, Hodgins said something that made Angela's heart to start beating faster. "Marry me."

All Angela could do was gasp and lift her head. "Are you serious?" she asked, flabbergasted by the sudden proposal.

He nodded his head. "I want you to be mine forever."

"I don't know what to say."

"Yes would be nice," he said in the smug tone.

"Yes," she said, then kissed him. She then hugged him.

"Ow!" he hissed. She quickly retaliated and apologized.

"Oh, sorry."

"Just kidding." They bothed laughed this time and snuggled even closer.

Sweets was sitting in his chair in his office, his legs crossed as usual, reading over the folder from his last session he had with Booth and Brennan. A knock at his door made him look up. "Come in!" he said, looking down again. When he looked back up, he was surprised at what he saw.

"Dr. Saroyan?" he said, watching her nervously walk to his couch, letting herself in.

"Sweets. I have to talk to you about something."

"I'm all ears," he put the folder on the end table next to his chair and looked attentively over at the doctor.

"Zack has been acting very odd since the explosion occured. He hasn't been himself."

"Well, that's normal. After someone's acquaintences gets seriously injured, they often put themselves into a protective bubble, so to speak. And they - "

"No. That's not what I mean. He's been mumbling to himself. Something about how Angela and Dr. Hodgins weren't supposed to be there or something."

"What are you saying, Dr. Saroyan?" suspense started to wash over him like rain.

"I think that Zack may be somehow involved with Gormoggon."

"Dada," Andy repeated, getting annoyed by the fact that nobody was picking him up.

"He said his first word! Good job, buddy!" Booth said exitedly, putting his hand out for Andy to high-five. "Very good! Look at me! I'm Mr. Dad! Ha! I remember when Parker first called me that. God, I was so happy. It gives you that warm feeling, you know?"

"I don't know what that means. But it makes sense that he called you his father. You are the closest father fiqure in his life at this point." Brennan made her words full of logic, but underneath it all, she was so proud.

Andy started to rub his eyes, his usual signal that it was time to sleep.

"I think it's time for Andy to go to sleep. He's usually in bed by this time," Brennen said. "He's all dirty. Maybe I should give him a bath before he lays down."

"Oh, come on. Let him be a boy. And little boys hate being clean," he said, partly because he wanted to talk to her alone.

"Ok. But if his blanket gets dirty, you are washing it!" she said, standing up and picking Andy up.

Booth stood up too. "Fine."

They both headed towards Andy's room and put baby Andy into his bed, but Brennan noticed that something was missing.

"Oh, no. I left Andy's bear in the nursery before we went to get him. He hasn't spent a night here without it," she said, worried that he wouldn't be able to sleep. She was about to go on, but noticed Booth taking something out of the inside pocket.

"Oh, Booth! Thank you," she hugged him for a moment. He embraced it and wished it wouldn't end. But it did. She took the bear out of his hands and layed it by Andy. He quickly fell asleep and the couple quietly left the room, closing the door behind them.

"I am so exhausted. I'll take the couch," Booth said when they got into the living room.

Brennan stopped in her tracks and planted her hands on her hips. "Who said you're staying here Booth?" she said sternly.

He spun around. "Bones, there is still a serial killer out there targeting you and Andy. I'm not letting you or him out of my sight until this thing is resolved and that bastard is put behind bars," he said, exasperated that she had to even ask that question.

"Why are you getting so upset, Booth?"

"Because someone is trying to harm my partner and our b - " he chocked back his word and tried to rephrase it, " - your baby. I'm sorry if I care that much."

Brennan noticed his mistake, but didn't want to start another argument. She started to head to the couch. "Come on, Booth," she started to walk around him. He shook his head and folded his arms across his chest. She wasn't gonna let him be so stubborn. She walked back over to him and took one of his hands. He gave up and let himself be led to the couch. Once they were seated, she pushed the subject further.

"Listen, Booth. I am a grown women. And I know that you care about me and Andy a lot. But I can take care of myself and him. But I understand that your alpha-male tendecies can get in the way and I respec - " she was interrupted by the swift movement of Booth's lips onto hers. She was surprised by this sudden action, but gave in and closed her eyes. When air was needed for both, they parted. Everything was silent except the audible breathing of both Booth and Bones. Booth's voice broke the silence.

"Temperence - ," he breathed, barely over a whisper. She made their lips meet again and nothing else mattered. Without parting their lips, they shifted into a position with Booth hovering over her, careful to not put his whole weight on her. He had one arm on the side of the couch and one arm on the back.

The whole world dissovled around them.

That night they became one.

Figuratively speaking, of course.

This, unfortunately, is my last chapter. But, if you want, I'll write a sequel. Just review and tell me.