Ok this is it, final part. A big thanks to anyone who has ever read, especially those who reviewed and I'm really glad with the way this fic has gone. I'm thinking of doing a sequel but I'm not sure yet, what do you think?

I just have to say that out of all of them this is my favourite Latin title and very appropriate lol : ) And anyone getting deja vu with this part (you should lol)

Disclaimer: I don't own Bones

Epilogue

Omnia dicta fortiora si dicta Latina - Everything said is stronger if said in Latin

The pair tumbled onto the bed as her top was hastily discarded and she moaned as his mouth descended hungrily to hers. She pulled at his shirt, the first two buttons popping off and landing softly in the cream carpet. She was halfway there when the familiar noise filled the room. She rolled away and pulled her phone from where it now lay, discarded on the rug.

'Brennan.'

She mentally crossed her fingers and prayed for it to be a wrong number.

'Hey Sweetie.'

'Angela?'

He slipped out of the bed and padded to the kitchen, leaving her for a few minutes. She sighed, missing him already.

'Yeah its me, I was a little worried, its been two days Bren.'

'Yeah well I've been busy.'

'I bet you have.'

'Angela!'

'Don't dare deny it because I happen to know Booth hasn't been to work in two days either.'

'I'm not sure I want to know how you know that.'

'Probably not.'

The pair laughed.

'Where are you?'

'Err in bed.'

Temperance was pretty sure Angela's squeals could be heard half way across the city.

'Is he there right now?'

'No he's in the kitchen.'

'Good, that means you're free to talk. So how is it?'

'How's what?'

'Being happy? Being in love? Perfection? Take your pick.'

Brennan smiled.

'Its good Ange, it's really good.'

'Good I'm happy for you, really I am. So do you know what you're going to do now?'

'Well pretty much the same as before, I spoke to Goodman and he said he'd be happy to forget I ever handed in my resignation.'

'I bet he did.'

'Have you err, have you seen Cam since the other day?'

'Nope, I think she's gone for good Bren, Zach said he saw her clean out her desk yesterday. She's just lucky I wasn't there to give her a piece of my mind.'

Temperance smiled at her best friend's blunt attitude. Booth appeared at the door, a tray of food in his hands and she smiled again. Unawares Angela continued.

'I'm so glad things ended up like this sweetie. I'm thinking this is a forever deal, Booth is for keeps'

Booth set the tray down an climbed into bed behind his partner where he began to rub slow circles in her shoulders.

'I think so too.'

Angela grinned on the other end of the line. The kids and holiday home in France were back on track.

'So when do you think you can tear yourself away from the stud muffin and come back to work.'

Brennan pushed down a moan as Booth nibbled at her neck.

'Well Goodman said I can start again next week but maybe before then I'm not sure I...'

There was a thud then the line went quiet and Angela frowned, moments later she heard the rustled of bed sheets, an un-Brennan-like shriek and finally a mans voice on the other end of the line.

'Sorry Angela she's going to have to call you back, she's kind of in the middle of something.'

Booth chuckled good naturedly before tossing the phone back on the floor and pursuing his earlier course of actions. This time it was likely that people half way across the world could hear Angela's squeal.

She kicked her feet from the bed and wondered what she was going to do with her day off ... then looked next to her and smiled at Seeley's sleeping form. She was falling for Seeley Booth and couldn't stop what was happening to her. She only hoped for one thing: That Seeley Booth cared for her even half as much as she cared for him, and you know what...he did.

Finit