Disclaimer: I do not own Bones or any of its characters.

A/N: I tired to make as few changes as possible so basically everything is the same aside from the fact that Booth has a daughter also, which he's kept a secret from everyone because of the fact her mother wouldn't allow him to be apart of her life.

Short description:

Hannah Lynn Booth- Straight brown hair that come down to the middle of her back, Light blue eyes, 5'5, and 108 pounds.

Chapter one: Painful memories.

January 9th, 1994

Booth stared down at the waiting room floor trying his best to stay calm and not freak out like every other soon to be dad in the room because unlike them he only had one day to see and spend time with his daughter before her mom, Emily Anderson, moved both of them to LA. He tried everything to convince her to stay so they could be a family when he got home from the army but she refused and said her and the baby shouldn't have to wait to be a family.

He knew she was right but that didn't make the pain go away and it didn't make it any easier to say good bye. He slightly looked up at the sound of an all too familiar voice.

"Seven pounds, twelve ounces."

Booth smiled and gave a slight nod to Emily's dad before standing up and picking up the small white bear he'd bought for her out of the chair beside him. He didn't want to say anything that would set him off especially since Emily listened to every word he said since they found out she was pregnant.

Despite the fact he hated both of them, he was the reason she decided to move to LA so she could live with her mom until she was able to move out on her own. He sighed in relieve when he finally stepped out into the hall way. He rushed down the hall until he finally reached her room. He took a couple deep breathes before walking into the room. He slowly walked over to Emily and sat down beside her on the bed.

Emily smiled and pulled the blanket from around her daughters face. "Seeley Booth, I would like you to meet Hannah Lynn Booth."

Booth smiled and rubbed the side of Hannah's face with his figure tips. "She's beautiful…"

Emily smiled and nodded. She glanced down at Hannah then back up at Booth. "She has your hair and your nose…Do you want to hold her?"

Booth nodded; Emily adjusted her arms around Hannah so she could easily hand her to Booth without any problems. He smiled and took her into his arms. He felt his heart sink into the pit of his stomach when he thought about having to leave her in a few hours. He gently kissed her forehead doing everything he could to keep his emotions under control.

He couldn't risk what little time he had with his daughter just because he felt like his whole world was coming to an end. He slowly stood up and walked over to the rocking chair in the corner of the room and sat down rocking back and forth gently so he wouldn't disturb Hannah.

"You know…" He said hesitantly glancing up at Emily then back down at Hannah. "I could always come to LA when I get threw with the training and maybe we could…"

Emily sighed heavily and looked over at Booth. "Seeley…"

"Emily please?" Booth begged threw the steady stream of tears falling down his cheeks. "I don't think I would be able to stand living my life without her."

Emily whipped the tears from her face and looked down at her hands. "I can't do this Seeley…I just can't…I can't let you walk in and out of her life every time the government sees it's fit… I can't risk that one day you're going to walk out and never come back. I'll write and send pictures but that's all I can do…"

"Don't you think that she deserves to have a mom and a dad in her life?"

"Of course I do Seeley, but she's not going to be able to have that if you get killed. When she's old enough I'll explain everything to her including the fact it was my fault she never got to know you but I can't put her threw the pain of waking up one day and finding out her father was killed that night by a suicide bomber!"

Hannah woke up from the raised voices and started crying. Booth gently bounced her with his arms while rocking her back and forth in the chair until she finally settled down and fell back asleep. An hour passed in silence, other then the occasional cry from Hannah. A nurse walked into the room and smiled at Booth.

"I'm sorry sir, visiting hours are over and we have to put her back into the warmer for a little while you're more then welcome to come back in the morning."

Booth nodded slowly knowing he wouldn't have that chance. He stood up slowly and walked over to the warmer; he gently rubbed the side of her face and kissed her forehead. He felt his heart breaking as the warm tears burned his eyes fighting to fall. He laid her down into the warmer and grabbed the bear he'd bought for her and put it in the corner of the bed.

"Hannah …daddy loves you very much, always remember that okay sweetie."

He kissed her one last time before rushing out of the hospital and to his car. He began sobbing uncontrollably wishing he could do something to change her mind.

Present day

Booth stared out his slightly fogged office window watching the rain pour down on to the city streets below. Lighting flashed over the top of the surrounding buildings illuminating the light purple sky for a few seconds before disappearing just as quickly as it appeared. He reached up and loosened his tie before returning back to his office chair. He sat down comfortably and began looking over the case file once again.

A few moments later a loud crash of thunder echoed threw out the room causing his to jump and return his glare back towards the window. He hated days like these, it made it almost impossible for his to do his job without being distracted every five seconds by the bright flashes or loud bangs from outside, and it completely stopped him from doing a lot of the field work that needed to be done.

He sighed and leaned back in his chair staring at the open file lying on his desk; hoping that in someway reading the information over and over would help him find out who the murderer was. He had a few suspects but none that he could legally link to each of the murders. The loud ringing of the telephone jerked his attention from the file to it causing his to become more annoyed then before.

"If it isn't the storm it's the phone." He stated under his breathe as he picked up the receiver and put it to his ear. "Booth…" He said mindlessly.

"Mr. Booth, I'm Doctor Amy Wright I'm calling from Washington memorial I have a patient here by the name of Hannah Booth…"

Booth felt his self beginning to panic but force his self to stay calm long enough to get all the information. "What happened? Is she alright?"

"She's fine…but you do need to come down as soon as possible."

"I'll be right there."

Booth hung up the phone and stood up frantically grabbing his coat from the back of his chair and rushing out of his office and towards the elevator. His mind wondered in every direction none of which was good. His heart continued to race as he made his way out of the building and into the parking garage. He rushed over to his car and got in starting it before he even got around to shutting the door.

Everything seemed to be spiraling out of control, causing more panic and fear to come to the surface breaking through all the walls he'd put up to get through the phone call so he would be able to get all the information he needed. He forced the black SUV into drive and speed off towards the hospital.

A/N: Let me know if I should continue this or not. Feedback is greatly appreciated.