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Allison was staring intently at the fiber her fellow intern (and crush) Zack Addy had given to her, "This is definitely maroon plaid, probably from one of those horrible plaid shirts guys wear."

Zack smiled slightly, "Thanks Allison, I'm going to go tell Dr. Brennan." He quickly sealed the fiber into an evidence bag, before taking it with him, off to tell Dr. Brennan about the fiber.

"God, you're so stupid Allison!" She muttered to herself. "You could have asked him then, but no, you got distracted by the stupid fiber! Why must I be a frigging nerd? Can't I just be a regular dork?" Allison looked down at her thin arm, where her watch was.

Or at least where it was meant to be.

Allison whipped around, looking for her old fashioned watch. It was a men's watch, it was black and was also the only thing she had left from her grandfather.

Her grandfather, Papa Kirkland, was a great man and he was a war hero. He was dearly loved by Allison's mother and grandmother. Papa Kirkland died tragically when Allison was 12 by lung cancer; he left her his favourite watch. Usually the watch was passed down father to son, generation by generation. But as he didn't have a son, he gave it to his grand-daughter, who acted a lot like a son.

Allison only ever took it off to shower and to sleep.

"This cannot be happening!" She cried, pulling her hair out, "Mom is totally going to frigging kill me! I have dinner with her tonight and if she see's it gone, I'm dead!" Allison muttered to herself.

So she decided to do the most sensible thing, retrace her steps.

It was sometime between her muttering "DEAD. D. E. A. D!" and tripping up, that Zack found her.

"God damn it! I might as well just die here on the floor!" Allison sighed as she lay on the floor, looking up at the glass roof, which she could see the stars through... Wait! It's night time? She thought in panic. She struggled to get her phone free from her pocket, but when she did she saw she had a text from her mother.

Sorry, honey! Can't make it 2day! Rain check!

Well then, she must have a date or she's researching for her next dig, Allison thought. So Allison just laid there, not noticing her fellow intern staring at her in curiosity.

"What are you doing Allison?" Zack finally managed to say.

"Z-Zack, I-I didn't notice you there!" Allison stuttered while struggling to get to her feet. Zack thought he had to do something, which he did. Holding a test tube tight in one hand, he helped Allison up to her feet. "Thanks Zack." Allison smiled, trying to act like she wasn't majorly blushing at the fact he was touching her.

"I-It's okay Allison?" He answered, not really sure what to say.

This caused Allison to giggle in a very girly way. You know, when the guy a girl likes is being nervous and slightly awkward? Yep, that type of giggle.

"So what are you still doing here Allison? I thought you would have left for that dinner with your mom."

"How did you know about that?" Allison asked curiously.

Zack smiled sweetly at her, making her cheeks heat up even more, "You told me remember?"

"Oh, yeah," Allison said lamely. She giggled again, "She's busy tonight." She started walking back to the main lab, staring the search for her watch once more. "You wouldn't have happened to see my watch would you?" She asked Zack as she bent down, looking underneath the table.

"Uh, it might be, uh on the computer hard rive." Zack said, looking away politely from her butt, which was perfect and round and... God damn it Zack, stop thinking that! He snapped at himself.

"Thanks Zack!" Allison smiled, strapping on her ugly, man watch that held so much sentimental value. "So why are you still here this late?"

"I'm always here this late." Zack said simply. "...Do you want to help me with a new experiment?" He said after an awkward minute of silence.

"Sure!" Allison smiled widely, making Zack's heart pound in his chest. "What type of experiment is it?"

"I don't know yet, I haven't decided yet." Zack said in an arrogant way, "What experiment to you want to do?"

Allison smirked as a thought ran across her mind. "Well what about an experiment about natural instincts?" Zack gave her a confused look, which made her smirk widen. "Come closer." He shrugged and did as she said.

And before he knew it, he was being kissed for the first time. After five seconds of wide-eyed surprise, his lids fluttered closed as he gingerly put his arm around her waist. Allison smiled into the kiss as she deepened it. The test tube that Zack was still holding slipped into Allison's hand, without them even noticing. Zack's tongue glided over her lip, making her giggle before letting him in. Their tongues joined together, making her let out a breathy sigh.

Allison was intoxicated on the scent of Zack and Zack was intoxicated on the scent of Allison. She was just losing herself in the moment, which is when she realised she was in love with this guy.

It wasn't just a crush. It was full on understanding-love-songs love.

Allison's hand was tangled in his hair as her other hand gripped his lab coat tightly, well as tightly as she could with a test tube also being in her hand.

Unfortunately, Zack came to the realisation as Allison did, but he was not as calm as her and pulled away from the kiss quickly, his eyes wide.

Allison's eyes stayed closed for a few more seconds before fluttering open. She slid her hand out of his hair, trailing it down to his chest, before she let go of him completely.

Her breathing was still taking a while to go back to normal. Allison's chest was rising and falling rapidly. She had never been kissed liked that before. It surprised her, as well as Angela, but they didn't know she had seen.

Zack cleared his throat, "I, uh, better get going..." He said quickly before turning away from her, trying to hide his red cheeks.

"Wait, Zack!" She called after him, "What about your test tube?" She asked, slightly waving it around. After all there was some sort of liquid in there.

Her quickly walked back over to her, and tried to snatch it out of her hands. Only he managed to catch her hand as well.

Their eyes locked once more, and Allison could see the confusion in his pair of milk chocolate orbs.

Zack was confused. Hell yeah. He had never been kissed, let alone like that! What did this mean? Did this change anything? Was it even a good kiss?

He felt a little embarrassed that he, for once, did not have the answers to these simple questions.

Allison's eyes went wide; does he not like me like that? Now Allison felt like a prat, how could she just kiss him like that, without any warning even? "I'm sorry, Zack." She was apologizing without even thinking about it.

Before Zack could open his mouth, to ask what she was embarrassed for, she was gone. He sighed, his eyes held slight hurt by that statement; it was his first kiss ever, after all. His first kiss didn't matter to her. She had taken his first kiss without warning and then said "I'm sorry."

Zackary Addy let out a huff of air; he did not know he was even holding. "Congratulations Zack, look like you've been rejected. I guess I was right, no love for me."

But he doesn't know how love works.

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Angela had drawn them before the kiss, during the kiss and also after the kiss. She had almost cried as Zack said that love was clearly not in his cards. She knew they were in love, even if they tried to hide it (all be it very badly).

Even Brennan could see it. I mean come on!

But Angela saw the glances they stole. Their love was overwhelming, so Angela decided to meddle with it.

A smirk went across her face at thought she had, yes that would be perfect.

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Zack's eyes searched around Angela's office for, well Angela. He had received a text from her saying that she had an idea that might help the case the working.

It was the murder of a young girl, about 15, who had found something out about her father, so someone killed her, but not before sexually abusing her. It truly was sad.

"Hey Angela, are you here-" Allison's voice called through the dark room, only to stop when she saw Zack. "What are you doing here?"

"I could say the same." Zack said to her, but was really only wanted to take her hand, and then demanding to know what she was 'sorry' for.

Angela's voice came out of no-where, "I called you both here for a reason." Angela turned around in the spinning chair, "I know about what happened that night."

The pair exchanged a glance, "I have no idea about what you're talking about." They said in unison.

"Oh really?" Angela's eyebrow raised and she smirked, "Then what is this?" She clicked her button and her machine went on, the 3-D pictures played out like a movie.

"You saw?" Allison squeaked.

Angela nodded, "I also know that you're in love with each other. So you have two options here, either get together, or stop annoying everyone with your glances at each other. Okay?" Their heads were still facing the ground, "AM I CLEAR?"

They nodded their heads rapidly; Angela can be damn scary when she wants to and right now was one of those moments.

"Great!" She smiled, "I'll be downstairs if you need me then." Then Angela skipped out of the room.

Yes, she skipped out.

"What did you mean when you said 'I'm sorry'?" Zack obviously could not help himself any longer.

Allison's cheeks went red, "I kissed you, completely out of no-where; I practically assaulted you! And I'm sorry about it; I should not have let my emotions get the best of me like that!"

Zack slowly walked into her line of sight, from some where on her left. "That's the thing though, I liked it. So surely it cannot be assault."

There was an awkward silence where Allison thought, why not? "So, you love me?" Allison spoke, her eyes lighting up in a way that only a woman in love can.

Zack smiled slightly, "I have analyzed my feelings closely and have come to the conclusion that yes, I am in love with you." There was a pause, "Do you love me?" He asked tentatively, peeking out from behind his mop of hair.

Allison's smile grew, "I do." Then her face fell, "So, are we together?" She asked timidly.

"Only if you want to be," Was his response.

She looked up at him, through the veil that was her blonde hair, "I do."

He walked forward, lifting her chin up, he gently tucked her blonde hair behind her ear. She leaned into the warmth of his hand, "That's great because I do too." He said to her, smiling.

Zack was the person who started the kiss this time. And it was better than the first time.

But they would soon realise not as good as those to come.

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Two years later there were church bells... coming from the stereo in the lab. There was clapping as Zack and Allison walked down the steps from the main lab.

Angela and Jack had tears in their eyes; they had been best man and maid of honor.

Allison's parents were there. Both of them. David had come to America in search for the woman who got away. Janice was delighted, and immediately showed him his daughter. There had been tears and hugs. Lots of them.

Booth and Brennan smiled at the happy couple. Brennan had Parker on her hip and Booth held their daughter, Joy. They had finally gotten together, much to the relief of, well everyone.

All of Zack's family were in the lab, making up most of the crowd. It's one big family.

Zack smiled down at his wife, and soon to be mother of their child. (But he doesn't know that yet.) "I love you Allison Addy," He whispered.

"I love you too Zack Addy," She smiled and they kissed gently, "Forever."

Because that is how love works.

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