Spoilers for "Wannabe in the Weeds"

Spoilers for "Wannabe in the Weeds"

I have wanted to write a Bones fic pretty much forever, but after last night's episode, how could I not?

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The heels of her black shoes clicked furiously on the tiled floor as she ran to keep up with the stretcher. She was forced to come to an abrupt stop when a doctor held his hand out to stop her from following them into the emergency room.

"You can't come in there, ma'am."

"I'm his partner, Temperance Brennan." She said. The tremble in her own voice shocked her. "I need to be with him."

The elderly doctor softened. "I understand, but right now there is nothing you can do for him." He looked her over and smiled softly. "Can you contact the next of kin please? We're going to need to perform surgery and will need proper authorization."

"I have medical power of attorney."

"Alright." He handed her a clipboard, with a substantial stack of papers. "These are just the standard forms and waivers. Fill these out; give them to the nurse, along with your ID so we can verify the power of attorney. We're going to try and get him stabilized for surgery as quick as possible" He pulled a pen out of his pocket and handed it to her before disappearing through the doors.

She allowed herself to watch for a moment before sitting down to fill out the paperwork. A few minutes into the forms, she heard a commotion behind her. She looked over her shoulder and saw her friends hurry into the waiting from and than turned her attention back to the forms.

Angela sat down next to her. "How you doing, sweetie?"

Brennan nodded, not taking her eyes from the white papers. "I'm fine, Angela."

Angela looked at Jack and sighed. She than placed her hand on her friends back and rubbed gently. "Everything will be ok."

"You don't know that." Brennan said, her voice trembling.

"No, but I have faith." Angela continued her soothing ministrations and watched as Brennan filled in 'Parker Booth' as his descendant. "Have you called Rebecca yet?"

She looked up in surprise. "No, I ah- I forgot."

"We'll take care of it." Angela moved her hand to cover her friends and squeezed slightly. "I'll be right back."

Hodgins had tracked down Rebecca's number and he and Angela sat on a sofa in a separate part of the waiting room. The phone rang twice before a groggy, masculine voice answered.

"May I speak to Rebecca Stinson please?"

With a grunt, the man nudged his bedmate and handed her the phone. "Hello?"

"Rebecca?"

"Yes?"

"This is Jack Hodgins; I work with Dr. Brennan at the Jeffersonian."

She sat up, clutching the sheet to her breast. Fear pooled in her belly and she took a deep breath. "What happened to Seeley?"

"He was shot this evening. They've taken him to Inova Alexandria Hospital, on Seminary Road."

Rebecca was getting out of bed and sliding into underwear and jeans. "Thank you, Dr. Hodgins. I'll be there as soon as I can." She hung up the phone and tossed it on the bed.

"What's going on," Brent asked.

"Seeley was shot. I have to get to the hospital." She had barely gotten the words out when she noticed Brent getting out of bed. "What are you doing?"

"Going with you." He leaned over and gave her a soft kiss. "I'll go get Parker up."

Everyone watched as Brennan paced back and forth across the waiting room floor.

"Bren, sweetie, please sit down."

"I can't." She looked towards the operating room they had wheeled him to. "I need to know that he's going to be ok."

"He's been hurt before." Angela reminded her.

Brennan stopped abruptly. "I know this. And it is always my fault. When he got blown up two years ago? My fault."

"Booth doesn't see it that way." Angela stopped talking as a nurse walked up to them.

"Miss Brennan?" Brennan nodded, "These are Mr. Booth's personal affects."

Brennan reached out with a shaky hand and took the plastic bag from her. "Thank you." Once the nurse had walked away, she sat down and opened the bag. She pulled out his ID case, stroking the badge before sitting it on her knees. The gold lighter he had been waving was among the items, as was his cell phone and wallet. She sat the other items aside and opened it up. Her eyes pooled with tears as she noticed a picture of her partner and his little boy. She flipped through the folded papers and gasped when she came across a newspaper picture of the two of them. The picture was old, taken in the beginning months of their partnership. She did not know when it had happened but he had entangled himself in her life so completely, she could no longer imagine a world without him in it.

"How is he?"

She turned and looked in the direction of the slightly familiar voice. Rebecca and Parker came hurrying into the waiting room and stopped at the sight of Brennan.

Tears pooled in Rebecca's eyes at the red stains that covered the anthropologist's clothes. "How is he?" She repeated.

"They took him into surgery a little bit ago. They haven't told us anything else though."

Rebecca noticed Brent stepping out of the elevator and looked at the sleepy little boy next to her. "Parker, I need you to go sit with daddy's friends and Brent while I talk to Dr. Brennan for a minute." Parker nodded and the two women watched as he walked over to Angela and Hodgins. "So what happened tonight?"

Brennan moved the bag of Booth's things to her lap so Rebecca could have a seat. "We were investigating this case and a woman involved with our victim became obsessed with Booth. We were at this karaoke bar and I was singing and this woman came in and called out his name. He turned and saw she had a gun." Brennan's voice started to crack as she remembered how he stood in front of her while Pam fired her gun. "She was going to kill me and Booth stood in the way."

Rebecca wrapped her arm around the other woman's shoulders. "What happened to her?"

"I killed her."

Rebecca nodded and they sat there in silence for a minute. "Seeley stepped in front of a crazy woman and a gun. For you."

She nodded. "Yeah, he did."

"When are the two of you going to stop with the whole 'we're just friends' nonsense? He steps in front of guns for you, you've killed more than once for him, and yet the two of you just keep dancing around one another." She looked up at the beautiful doctor and covered her hand with hers. "You two are constantly in the line of danger, and one of these days you're going to run out of chances."

While the wait was only a little less than two hours, it seemed like an eternity. Finally, a doctor Brennan recognized walked down the hallway and stopped in front of the tight knit group.

"Miss Brennan?"

She stood up and nodded. "How is he?"

"He's going to be fine. The bullet punctured his lung, but we were able to repair the damage and re-inflate the lung. He does have several broken ribs and some torn muscles, but everything will heal and he'll be fine."

She had tuned out everything he had said after he told them Booth would be fine. "May I see him?"

The doctor glanced at Parker and lowered his voice. "He doesn't look very good right now. It might be better to wait till the morning."

"Everyone else can wait," she argued, "but I need to see him now."

He sighed and relented. "Fine, follow me." She followed the doctor to a post-op recovery room and stepped in slowly. "Just for a couple of minutes, ok?"

Brennan nodded. "Thank you." She waited till he had gone and than took her place by his side. Always by his side. "Hey." She picked up one of his hands and twined their fingers together. "You need to wake up. There is a waiting room full of people who are really anxious to see you." She looked up at the monitors and was hypnotized by the steady beeping. "You also need to wake up because we need to have a talk. Things cannot stay the way they currently are. Neither of us have the luxury of time where we can keep denying what's between us. So, when you wake up, I'll be here and we'll have a talk we should have had a long time ago." She placed a gently kiss on his cool hand. "I'll be here, Booth. I'll always be here. I promise."

The End

Like I said my first "Bones" story. I hope it was ok, and either way, I would love some feedback!