A/N This is my first FanFic and I've been working on it for a while. I also have an alternative version called "A Stab Of Sorrow"

My naming skills could be improved :P

I stumbled through the woods, knowing that if I didn't seek medical attention soon that I would most certainly die.

Thorns tore at my arms and nettles stung my bare ankles. I had to get out. I had to find him and tell him that our cover was blown. That he couldn't meet Smith's associate. If he did he would be killed. But my body was telling me otherwise. It was screaming at me to stop. To give up. But I was having none of it. I would find a way out of here and I would warn him.

My head span, I couldn't see where I was. I couldn't remember the way I had come, the way out. The vegetation was thinner and the sunlight shone through, stinging my eyes. I came to a small clearing that I recognised and turned left through the trees. Before long I saw the rusty padlocked gate which we had come through, but I couldn't muster the energy to climb over. I walked back to the small clearing and turned right instead. Upon finding a small path between the trees I walked down it and found myself in a small field next to a park. It was empty. Not a single small child was in sight.

I heard a gunshot and ducked into a nearby bush. Tugging my mobile out of my pocket, I hit speed dial. Luckily he answered it after three rings.

"Booth"

"Booth it's me" I practically whimpered.

"Bones? What's wrong?" His voice was laced with concern.

"I'm sorry Booth"

"What, Bones? What are you sorry for?" Just as he spoke another gunshot rang out. "Was that a gun?"

"Yes."

"Where are you?"

"I'm not sure. Some kind of park"

"That would be Samfield. I'll be there in 10 minutes. Stay put." With that he hung up and I moved slightly into a more comfortable position. I heard laughter. Children's laughter. I breathed a sigh of relief. I was no longer alone. He couldn't harm me whilst there were other people in sight. But the safe feeling wore of quickly. They were only children and he was armed. He had a gun. I had to stop him reaching them. It was my duty to protect them. I heard another shot shortly followed by screaming. That was all I needed to gather up all the energy I had left to burst out of the bush and sprint in the direction of the screaming. When I reached the car park I found it empty. I span round, scouring the surrounding area for any sign of movement. There was none. I wondered briefly if I had only imagined the noises. Standing there, I realised that I had used up the little energy that I had left and the adrenaline that had been surging through my body only moments before had gone. It was replaced by extreme pain and exhaustion. I let my body fall to the ground, as if in slow motion. But before I had the chance to meet face to face with the grassy verge, I felt an arm wrap around my waist and pull me up against them. I was so close I could smell their aftershave. And I recognised it.

"Booth" I whispered, breathing a sigh of relief as he pulled me towards the car park, where the sound of multiple sirens could be heard.

"We have to get you to the hospital" He said motioning to the ambulance that was driving into view.

"NO" I shouted surprising myself with the shrill sound of my voice, "I want to go home."

"Bones," He reasoned, "You are injured. You need to go to the hospital."

"I'm fine. I just need to go home"

"You have to go to the hospital Bones."

"No, I'm fine" I repeated the words, seeing in his expression that he was not convinced. The paramedic waved us over but despite Booth's earlier contradictions, he stayed put.

"Temperance" He growled standing in my line of sight, forcing me to look him in the eye. "You either go to the hospital or my place. That's the choice" Although slightly confused by his deal, it was not a surprise that he wanted to keep tabs on me at all times.

"No" I said a tone of defiance in my voice, "I'm going home."

"Bones you are not going home."

"Yes I am."

"Do you have to be so damn stubborn?"

"Yes." Just as I said this, his hand slid slightly lower on my waist and I cringed in pain.

"Bones? Are you okay?" He asked looking down at his hand. He seemed startled to find it covered in my blood. "That's it. You're going to the hospital."

"No"

"Is there a problem here Sir?" A new voice asked. Booth span round dragging me with him.

"Yes there is. She refuses to go to hospital."

"Boot-"

"No. She is seriously injured. She needs help."

"I'm right here Booth. You can stop referring to me as she."

"Well if I can take a look I will be able to determine the ladies condition." The voice of the paramedic stopped our squabbling immediately.

"No. I'm fine. There's nothing wrong with me."

"Apart from the giant hole in you stomach."

"I wouldn't call it a hole, Booth."

"It is a-"

"STOP!" I turned around at the sudden noise emitted from the before timid paramedic. "I will quickly examine you. Wait for me in the ambulance." He instructed pointing towards the car park. "While I talk to your boyfriend."

"We're not-" We both burst out.

"We're partners. Work partners" Booth explained to the smirking paramedic.

"Whatever you say Sir" was the last thing he said before they became out of my range of hearing.

When I reached the ambulance I was surprised to see that there was another paramedic, who shortly informed me that his name was Toby and that after a short examination he would send me home with pain medication and bandages.

Before long we were joined by Booth and it was decided that I was to stay at his place for a few days.

A/N I thought that seemed like the right place to leave it even if it was a bit hurried. If you feel inclined, please review.