Emma sat on the edge of her seat at the breakfast bar, not knowing what to do now. Didn't know what to say.

Lance Sweets was standing in the kitchen, the collar of his shirt loose and showing what she hadn't expected.

Scars. On his right shoulder. Emma could see the tip of them with every move he made as he hummed and fried the burger patties.

Emma opened up her mouth to say something just as Lance turned around to look at her with spatula in hand but no words came out.

"What?" He had a lazy smile on his face. Emma squirmed and planted a smile on her face, knowing that under Lances ever knowing gaze would pick up the signs of her uncomfortableness.

As expected, the lazy grin fell. His brown eyes met hers and he put the spatula, quickly making his way around the bar and and sat in a opposing seat and spun Emma to face him.
She looked down at her hands and watched as Lance slid his larger hands into hers.

"What's wrong?" His voice was calm and gentle like it generally was. Emma fought to find her voice.

"So we've been dating 6 months now.."
"Which is why we are having our 6 month anniversary today.." Emma looked up and shot him a look. Lance gave a light chuckle and squeezed her hand.

"Yeah I know that. But, we can tell each other everything right?"
"Totally. Absolutely can do." He reassured, his eyes locked on to hers. Emma looked at the creases of his shirt from when he had gotten home and untucked it and taken off his tie. He was still in his dress pants but had shed his jacket and shoes.

Putting her hand on his shoulder, she gently moved the shirt back a bit to reveal the scars. Old scars at that.

"Where did you get these?" She whispered, a fingers running over the scars, 3 in total. Deep, long scars from a long time ago.

He looked down his hands falling away from hers. Emma felt her heart pounding in her chest as he didn't look back up.

"You don't have to tell me. I'm... Im sorry for bringing it up." Emma pulled her hand away and moved her stool and got up, feeling the back of her shirt rise. She froze, knowing that now he would be able to see the long, jagged scars that marked her back.

"Will you tell me what those are?" His voice was hard and full of pain. Emma shook her head, red hair falling in her eyes.

"I should go." And just like that, the perfect night was over. Emma grabbed her bag and coat, rushing for the door, not wanting Lance to stop her and see that her eyes were filled with tears. He knew his were probably filled as well and Emma couldn't bear it when he cried.

"Em!" She heard from behind her as she rushed down the empty apartment hall. Breaking into a run, Emma reached the stairs and sped down them. She heard footsteps at the top but heard them falter and stop when she was 3 floors down.

3 floors, 2 to go Emma told herself mentally, sniffing and allowing the water to spill over her onto her cheeks.

*******

The next day, Seeley Booth stood beside his little sister as she worked away quietly on putting together a skull. For Emma, it was child's play but with her hands shaking like they were, it made it all the more difficult.

"Okay Em. What's wrong?" Booth asked her quietly, trying not to bring attention to themselves. Emma shook her head and continued to shakily put the shattered skull together.

It took her the most of an hour. Doctor Brennan (who Emma had the right to call Bones) had watched her from her office, seeing that something was off with the way she was working and how she was holding herself. She motioned to Booth who saw Bones's frantic waving and made his way off the restricted area.

Emma noticed his disappearance when she finished the repair and looked around wildly, her braid whipping her in the face. There was a beep of confirmation behind her and she turned again, hoping to see her brother but only saw Sweets.

"Doctor." Was all she said. After last night.... She felt bad. She shouldn't of left but she felt that she should've known.
But then again, he only just discovered the scars on her back.

"Emma, can I talk to you? Please?" His voice wasn't hard or cold. It was pleading. Emma softened and nodded, taking the gloves off and placing them on a tray to bin.

Lance placed his hands in his pockets and waited for Emma who was taking off her lab coat. She was struggling to get the sleeves off. Lance gave up holding back and went to help her out, gently tugging at the arms and pulling it off. His hand brushed hers an it was like when they met all over again. Electricity sparking through him.

With her coat off, Emma and Lance walked off and put of the lab towards the cafeteria. Nobody said anything as they took a seat. Emma was looking down at her hands again, picking at the clear nail polish.

"About last night..."
"I'm sorry." Emma blurted out, interrupting Lance. "You didn't need to tell me about the scars and I shouldn't of run out the house." She rambled, talking faster and faster.

This was why he adored her. Her little quirks when she was upset, happy, mad. He melted a little bit and couldn't stop himself as he moved his chair around and took Emma into his arms.

"It's alright." His voice broke a bit and he kissed her head.

"I'm so, so sorry." She cried. Emma felt so guilty.

"Hey, you know it's okay. I'm not mad anymore." She looked up at him and brushed a tear away.

"My scars... Well... When I was younger I was abused. Whip lashes they are. I was adopted when I was 6. Brought into a better family." He sighed, looking directly at Emma as he told her. She was shocked.

"I know, I should of told you earlier. But I was.... I was worried about what you may say." Lance told her. She looked at his shoulders and sighed.

"You don't have to tell me about your scars. I know the Booths had just as much of a rough time so if you don't want to talk about them, you don't need to." Emma smiled slightly and hugged Lance, who smiled as well and buried his face into her neck.

"I'm sorry. Last night was a mess."
"How about a redo?"
"Really?" And out came the effervescent girl that he knew and loved.

He placed his lips on hers, confirming Emma's hopes.

"I love you." He mumbled as he pulled away. She smiled.

"I love you too."

A/N: Hey! Hello all!!!

I hope y'all enjoyed the first one shot, it's been a busy week for me so :D

So please, if y'all want to request a one-shot, answer these questions and answer in the comments box-

Name (yours not mine idiot)
Character (Booth, Bones, Sweets, Aubrey, Cam, Hodgins, Angela etc)
Physical features (not the ones I don't want to know. Just hair, eyes, skin colour, thin, slim or fat)
Religion?
Plot (what happens, NO SMUT)

:D

From the girl watching Bones as we speak,

~Bree~