Journey, a 'Bones' Fanfic
Summary: Each chapter is a snapshot of members of the team as they travel from outside Zach's hospital room, back to the Jeffersonian. Set at the end of Pain in the Heart. Season 3 spoilers.
Disclaimer: 'Bones' is the copyrighted work of its writers, producers and FOX. Seeing as I am none of those, I do not own 'Bones'.
A/N: You all should be so proud of me. I finished this whole thing before I even posted the first chapter – no more waiting for months for updates!!
Chapter One: Cam
After a few moments of watching Dr. Brennan gaze sadly and disappointedly at the glass of the ICU room that housed her beloved Zach Addy, I felt the need to leave. I quietly made my way to Booth and Sweets, and whispered, "Hey, I'm gonna go. I'll meet you all back at the Jeffersonian, right?" Booth nodded in response, while his eyes never left Brennan. I asked Sweets if he wanted a ride to the museum, but he said that he would like to stay a while longer, and would drive himself.
I was inwardly relieved that he turned me down. Before I left, I placed a comforting hand on Dr. Brennan's shoulder. She turned to look at me with her watered blue eyes and I tried to convey all the emotions that existed in my heart at that moment with my eyes and facial expressions, because I knew that whatever I said, I would say something that only conveyed my anger and not all the other emotions I was feeling.
She seemed to understand what I was saying, and she nodded at me and placed her hand on top of mine. I then walked away, feeling my team's eyes on me as I walked the length of the quiet hospital corridor.
By the time I arrived at my car, many silent tears had fallen, and those silent tears had been banished from my face with a swift flick of my wrist. I would not cry for the murderer that lay in the ICU with his hands damaged beyond recognition. No, I would not cry for the boy who became the apprentice of a serial killing cannibal.
But however hard I may have tried; I could not stop myself from crying for my colleague, Dr. Zach Addy. I could not suppress the tears that wished to be shed on behalf of the wonderful person I had come to know and love, with the same affection shared by many pseudo-families, over the past two years.
As I sat in the parking lot of that hospital, periodically peering up at the room on the ICU floor with the light still on, I wondered if this was how the families of the criminals I arrested felt after I left, leading their loved ones away in handcuffs.
I managed to pull it all together enough to start the drive to the Jeffersonian.
Yes, today I lost a member of my family. But, he will not be forgotten.
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