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Booth opened the champagne with grin and a wink, poured them both a glass and lifted it in mock toast.

"To disclosure!"

Brennan took a fair gulp out of her glass and made a face as the bubbles returned as a burp then leaned forward to place the glass at the end of the tub, "OK, I will go first. If I regain my sobriety I may lose my nerve."

"OK Bones, hit me." He winced, "Ow! I didn't mean literally!"

She giggled without restraint and looked playfully over her shoulder at him, "I know, I just... ahh... never mind. OK, well, this may come as a surprise to you but I was..." she composed herself, raised her eyebrow and articulated her words in an effort to hide her mirth, "I was born as a male."

She jerked forward with a shriek as a cold spray of champagne rained over her bare back followed by a cough and a roar of laughter.

She spun to face him feigning hurt, "What? Don't you believe me?"

Booth coughed and sniffed, wiped his leaking eyes composing himself with a full faced smile. Pulling her back to his chest he ran his hands slowly over her belly, "No way, baby, this body is all woman!"

She chuckled lightly, leaning her head back on his shoulder, "Hmmm... well, that was my turn, what's your deep, dark, dir-ty secret, Booth?" The last words were spoken as a purr into his ear.

"You are very clever Temperance but, that's cheating."

"I'm only playing by your rules, Booth – all is fair in war and love"

"Love and war, Bones"

"Meh! Whatever. Spit it Booth." She gave a tiddly laugh, "Ha! Not literally. Don't spit it – that was a cold and exPLIcit waste of expensive wine."

"Yeah, well, you asked for it."

"Listen..." She struggled for an appropriate moniker, "Listen here, Big Guy, you're now wasting precious disclosure time and I wanna know all your scandalous secrets!" She squeezed the tickle spot on his thighs to get a writhe out of him.

"OK! Hold your horses!"

She sighed and grumbled to the ceiling, "I'm not even going to pretend to want to know what that means. You are fully aware that I do not own horses."

"Alright... secret, secret, secret... um... remember Tessa?"

"Of course, Booth." Brennan rolled her eyes. As if she could forget the leggy blonde.

He cleared his throat and his posture stiffened slightly, "Well, she fell pregnant when we were together."

Brennan swung around to face him. Booth's serious expression told her that he was not joking, "Oh my God! Booth! Why didn't you say anything? Is it yours?"

"She miscarried, Bones and, yes it was mine. We broke up not long after. I just... I didn't want to risk another baby with the wrong person, you know?"

Brennan grabbed her glass and slumped back into his chest, somewhat sobered, "Wow, Booth. I'm sorry that you had to go through that – I know it must have been hard for you. You are a very good father, Booth."

"Thanks Bones." He gave her a comforting squeeze, "So, your turn. Make it juicy."

She smiled, "Hmmm... I am somewhat of a famous figure in the Republic of Peru."

"You're practically famous everywhere, Bones – that's no secret."

"Well... last year I was awarded the "The Sun of Peru" in the Grade of "Great Cross" for my significant contributions to the historic agreement between Peru and the Jeffersonian regarding the Machu Picchu artefacts excavated there on my last dig in that region. It is the highest award given by the Peruvian Government."

"What? Really?" he laughed lightly in wonder, "That's amazing Bones! Why didn't you tell me?"

She dipped her head, "You were busy with Hannah and I did not deem it appropriate to boast about it uninvited."

Booth grimaced, "Yeah, well, I am proud of you Temperance. Maybe I don't say it enough because, well, because you know that you're a genius, but, wow, you never cease to amaze me."

She smiled and snuggled back into him. "Can I tell you another secret?"

"Sure. I won't tell anyone."

She slid her whole body around to face him, wrapping her arms around his torso, sinking further into the warm water, she murmured deeply, "Good, because it's taken me years to refine my empiricist reputation."

Booth's chest vibrated with an impish chuckle, "Hmmm, this is gonna be good isn't it?"

"I believe you may derive some pleasure from it, yes, particularly given your competitive nature."

"I promise not to gloat too much." He winked.

Brennan rose to look him in the eye, hesitating slightly, "Good, because this is hard for me to admit."

He smiled warmly, laced his fingers through her hair and pulled her in for a passion filled kiss, "You can tell me anything, Baby, you know I love you, right?" She nodded shyly, "Then, talk to me Temperance."

Her eyes grew watery, "I knew too, Booth... right from the beginning, and... despite my past protests to the contrary - when I am sober, if you to ask me to be your wife I will most likely say "Yes""

"Really?" Booth's childlike glee was contagious.

"Yes, really."

His eyebrows sunk in thought, "So, I can't ask you now?"

"You may ask me now but I thought that I would give you appropriate notice so that you could purchase a ring and plan a romantic evening. I know that those particular components of a traditional proposal would be important to you given your romantic temperament and..."

She was startled into silence as he pushed her back off him enough so that he could jump out of the tub to shuffle dripping wet and naked into the bedroom. He returned almost instantly sliding to a kneeling halt on the marble floor in front of her, breathing heavy and smiling.

She looked at him wide eyed, "Are you OK, Booth?"

A stunning three rowed band of diamond materialised between them, held up by his damp, pruney fingers, "Marry me Temperance!"

Her brow furrowed, "How did you..."

"Just answer the damn question! I'm freezing my nuts off out here!"

"It wasn't a quest..."

"Bones!"

She laughed a throaty, sexy laugh, "Yes! Yes Booth, I'll marry you."

He slipped it easily over her finger and excitedly jumped back into the now tepid bath, spilling water everywhere. They couldn't fit kisses around their smiles without clinking teeth so they settled for laughter and a tight, needy embrace.

Finally, when he managed to gather enough self control to regain a somewhat straight face, Booth pulled back to regard his fiancé tenderly, "You realise I'm not gonna be able to keep that a secret, right?"

"I think that I will get over it. Now, help me outa this bath I want some more Seeley Booth Special – Bedroom Style!"

"Yes M'am!"

The end

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