Kraze says: I just can't stop posting chapters, seriously does anyone have a support group I can join? As the chapter title alludes, this is a short preview of the sequel which is up to about seven chapters. I will try to finish writing through chapter fifteen before I begin posting. The first chapter should go up by Thursday (?) but don't hold me to that. Unlike my other epilogues, this one will just be some short scenes from various chapters. Enjoy!

Scene 1, Take 1

Seeley Booth was, at that moment, watching his fiancée from their upstairs bedroom, watching her bathed in the moonlight, wishing he could lie beside her, warm her in the cool night. Cool it, he told himself sternly, you promised her you'd wait. Two weeks. Two weeks! Fourteen days, three hundred thirty-six hours and twenty thousand some odd minutes! Booth watched her gently reach for a flower and his heart skipped a beat. Turning reluctantly from the window he walked swiftly to the bathroom. Reaching the shower, he stepped in fully dressed, gasping as the freezing water soaked through his night clothes.

Two weeks. Two weekstwoweekstwoweeks. The mantra repeated in his head incessantly, torturing him slowly. He stripped away his soaked clothes and let the water run warm, pushing thoughts of Temperance from his mind. When that failed he prayed, his voice dangerously low and rough,

"Hail Mary, full of grace…."

Scene 2, Take 1

"Booth who do you want to be your best man? I mean, I want Angela, after all I was her maid of honor twice but who do you want to ask?"

Booth was silent for a moment, letting the options play out in his mind. He had stood up for Jack during the first ceremony, which lasted all of two minutes before Jack and Angela ran out for a quicky divorce from Fijian fire dance guy. Zack had fulfilled the duty during the second wedding having satisfied his obligation to his country in Iraq. Booth smiled as the answer settled in his gut.

Scene 3, Take 1

"Bones, as your partner I'm asking you to wait to work this case until tomorrow when I can help you. As your fiancee, as someone who loves you, I'm asking you, as a favor, to come home with me, torture me by withholding sex and catch me up on the wedding plans."

Booth leaned forward, fights resting on the cool table, looking up with pleading eyes. Thirty seconds passed before blue orbs met brown ones and Temperance nodded. After securing the bones and collecting a rather large pile of wedding related files the pair left the Jeffersonian for the night.

A/N:

If anyone is interest, please PM me if you'd like to:

a) be a back-up beta. Katie's at camp and I really need a grammer buddy.

-or-

b) co-write some of the smuttier ( --- is that a real word?) chapters/scenes for the sequel. I don't usually write smut 'cause I'm no got at it BUT if I'm gonna make Booth and Brennan wait to weeks I need something more eloquent than "then they went at it like rabbits on speed" which is about all I've got right now.

Any takers?