Note#1; New story! It's gonna be a short one though. Basically.. this was inspired by Kelly Clarkson's song Never Again. Not sure why but it is! It's BB comfort really and no, I won't tell you what it's all about, because that would just ruin the surprise wouldn't it? Just read to find out:)

Note#2; Umm, not sure why there is a note 2. Just enjoy the prologue lol.

Disclaimer; Ha- ha! I don't own Bones. Good birthday present thought. My birthday is october 7th (hint hint)

Never Again.

By: Sas.90

Rating: T

Pairing: B&B

Genre: Angst, little bit of fluff.

The shot resounded in his head. Over and over again. The images kept playing. Over and over again. The worst thing he'd ever seen. Even worse than the things that he had seen during his time as an army sniper. Worse than the image of that little six year old boy, covered in blood, watching his father fall to the floor after Booth had shot him.

Booth breathed in quickly and coughed. A dry cough. He wanted to cry, but felt like he was empty. Like he had no tears to shed. He wanted to shout, but felt like his voice was gone.

His hands were shaking and the FBI-agent that normally couldn't sit still, was now staring intently and the blue linoleum floor.

He had been for the past thirty minutes.

His cellphone was in his left hand, but he still hadn't decided if he had to make the call or not. She was one of the most important things in his life though.

Booth sighed and shifted his position, now sitting up. His once white shirt, which was now red from blood, stuck to his chest and he pulled at it slightly. Why was it that when you wanted time to go quickly, it went so slow? He glanced up at the clock on the wall once again. Only thirty minutes had passed since he had been told to wait here on this row of cold, plastic, hard and not to forget uncomfortable seats.

Temperance Brennan pulled her pillow over her head when her cellphone started vibrating on her nightstand. Stop it, damn it. It's my day off.

She rolled onto her back and sighed, throwing her pillow to the other end of the room. It hit the wall with a soft 'thud' and then fell to the floor with a 'flop'. Bones rolled onto her belly and reached out to her bedside cabinet, picking up her phone. She rolled onto her back again and looked at the display of the evil vibrating device. It flashed her partner's name.

She glanced at her alarmclock and rolled her eyes.

Five freakin' AM in the morning. He can't have a case now. She flipped up the lid of the cellphone and brought it to her ear, answering with an annoyed. ''What now, Booth?''

She froze when she heard her partner's unstable, quavering voice.

''Bones, please you have to come down here. It's Parker, he's been shot. I- I don't know what to do.''

To Be Continued...

Yeah this is short, but it's a prologue isn't it? Okay anyway, tell me what you think and I'll put the next chapter up soon!

Bye!