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Please wake up. I can't lose you. God, I don't believe in you but Booth has always counted on you. Do not punish him because of me. Please pull him through. Brennan held Booth's right hand tightly. I will never let go of you. Don't let go of me, I beg of you.
"Bones?", Booth mumbled as he struggled to open his eyes fully.
"Booth! Thank God you survived!", Brennan let out with a huge sigh of relief. Without even thinking, Brennan hugged Booth.
"You prayed to God?", Booth teased.
"I didn't. I merely conveyed to him that you had strong faith in him. That is not the same as praying.", Brennan replied back matter-of-factly.
"You don't have to explain anything to me, Bones. Thank you for staying with me through out the surgery." Booth looked up into Brennan's eyes, his eyes expressing deep gratitude. He stroked Brennan's hands.
"You would have done the same for me. I think I should tell the rest of the squints the good news so they won't worry. I'll be right back." Brennan stood up, gave Booth a final glance, and left the room.
Her heart was elated even though her body was tired. She had not slept since Booth was brought in to the hospital. A lot of different feelings and thoughts have been pouring into her throughout the night. Her mind was overwhelmed and could barely process what happened. She could not make sense of what she was feeling. Everything was vague. This was the single time in her life that she had been unsure of anything.