So Bones is continuing to inspire me to write, I think it is my new season five DVD's. So I have decided to attempt a multi-chapter fic, there will be a few twists and turns and at the moment the title won't make much sense, but give me time and it will. Enjoy :)

The Anthropologist in the Dream

Chapter One: Problem

Angela stared towards the bed where her best friend slept, wishing that she would wake from her slumber. Angela wanted to tell someone something, a secret that had been burning away inside of her for the past six weeks, the only person that she wanted to tell was Temperance Brennan, and she needed to tell her first. Angela considered Brennan as her sister and it was sisters that got to hear happy news first.

In the year and one week that they had not seen each other, many things had changed, Angela now realised that she didn't belong in Paris, a place she had wanted to get back to for the longest time. Even with her impressive French vocabulary that would even impress her friend, she had realised that it was back in Washington where she now belonged. She had found a home at the Jeffersonian, all of them had and that in the most part was thanks to Brennan. She smiled her friend, even she looked different than she had the last time Angela had seen her. She had cut off her hair and it framed her tanned but pale face, she looked calm as she slept, her chest rising and falling every few seconds, an action that made Angela calm and believe that she would soon wake up, what had not changed was the realisation of how much Angela cared for Brennan and how lucky she was to have her as a friend. Angela was desperate to have 'girl talk', she had missed it so much over the past year, she needed to have her friend wake up and talk to her, even if it was to say that she had no idea what she was talking about.

Angela watched as Brennan's calm face moved into a smile, which it had done a few times in the day that Angela had been beside her. Angela wondered what she was dreaming of, wondered of what was making her smile. Angela sighed and leant back into the uncomfortable hospital chair, her eyes closed slowly and without realising she fell into a listless sleep, until she heard a familiar voice.

"Ange, are you okay?" said the quiet voice of her husband Jack Hodgins, as he gently tapped her on the shoulder.

"Huh, what?" Angela replied sleepily, before jumping up from her chair, "Brennan, is Brennan okay?"

"She's fine, she's still asleep." Jack replied, sitting on the edge of the chair which Angela had jumped up from, he patted her back and Angela sat back down, her pulse returning to normal.

"They gave me this at reception, they meant to give it to us when we got here but in all the confusion they forgot," Jack continued as he handed Angela a brown and dirty satchel bag, "Apparently it's Brennan's. Daisy packed it for her before they brought her back here, it's apparently everything that she considered Brennan might need in the short term."

Angela took the satchel from her husband and placed it on her own lap, "Do you think I should look inside?" she questioned quietly.

Hodgins smiled and looked towards Brennan, "I don't think she is going to notice," he said with a small laugh, "and besides we ALL know that you are a very curious woman and I am sure that you are dying of curiosity to know what is in that bag."

Angela smiled before nodding, her husband did indeed know her too well, almost as well as she knew herself. She reached into the satchel, her hand searching for something that she didn't know she was looking for, eventually her hand hit something hard and Angela pulled it out. It was Brennan's diary, slightly worse for wear on the outside, more worn than Angela had ever seen a diary of Brennan's but as she turned the pages, the inside was as neat as always.

With curiosity in her mind, Angela flipped the pages until she was at today's week and she was surprised by what she found. Written delicately in the familiar handwriting she knew so well was at 11am Brennan had written 'Meet Booth.' She turned her head to look at Jack, who had closed his eyes and was humming a French tune to himself, one that Angela recognised.

"Jack, we've got a problem." She said softly, before pointing down at the diary appointment.

"We do?" Jack questioned, as he opened his eyes and began to read, "Oh," he replied before agreeing with his wife, "I guess we do."

Angela looked up at the clock opposite her still sleeping friend, it was already 9:50am, she didn't like her chances of Brennan making her appointment.

"Do we know where they were to meet?" Jack questioned, as he tried to think carefully of possible places.

"It doesn't say here." Angela replied, the only other words on that week were also on today's date. 'Arrive home.' was pencilled in for 9am. Angela smiled a wistful smile, Brennan was already home, she'd arrived two days ago, one before Angela and Hodgins arrived home also. As soon as they had landed Angela's phone had been clogged with messages from Cam, telling her that Brennan was in the hospital in Washington. Angela had come straight from the airport to see Brennan and had hardly left her side in the twenty something hours since. Suddenly Angela was worried, did Booth know that Brennan had been injured, did he even know that she was in the hospital. She sighed once more, "It could be anywhere," she eventually replied, "And who knows if he's even been told that Brennan is already back."

Jack patted Angela on the back once more as she continued, "There are so many places, the diner, Founding Fathers, the Jeffersonian, the FBI building, either one of their apartments and we don't have time to check them all, it will take too long and we could miss seeing him." Angela finished worriedly.

"It'll be okay Ange, we will find him." Jack replied, seeing the tension and worry crease across his wife's forehead, he stood up from the chair and leant down and kissed her softly, "I'll call Cam, see if she knows when Booth lands, you keep reading the diary, there could be anything in there, a clue perhaps." And with that final sentence Jack left the room, leaving Angela with questions that still only one person could answer.

So Brennan is in hospital and we don't know how she got there and her friends can't work out where Booth is going to be, if you'd like to read more you know what to do :)