She was standing there all alone, with a gun pointed to her head. No Booth. Why would she expect him to be there? She had said goodbye, fed him some crap about needing some time to focus on serious anthropological work and run for the hills. She couldn't handle seeing him not now… not after her recent realization. She couldn't LOVE him, everyone she loved died and she would not be the one responsible for Booth's demise.
How had she gotten herself into such a situation where she needed rescuing? She was a genius, why did this keep happening? Shouldn't she be able to protect herself from just this type of situation? She decided there and then that if she lived through this one it would be the last one. She would diligently do her work, as always, but she would stop setting herself up for pain. Pain was distracting, pain was troublesome, and most of all, pain hurt. She was done with it. She would no longer stand for it.
24 hours earlier
"Booth," she called down the hallway of the FBI building as she followed behind him, seemingly unnoticed until this point. He turned around, a confused look on his face. "What's up Bones?" She waited until she was able to catch up with him before saying "I just came to inform you that I will be taking a month long sabbatical starting this evening to pursue some serious anthropological work." She turned readying herself to leave before he called out, "Wait a second, Bones! You can't just say something like that and then leave!" Now it was her turn to look confused "Why not?" She responded. "Because Bones… Because it's just not what you do, OK? You really don't think you owe me some sort of explanation?" She still didn't understand what was wrong "Booth I told you I'm going to pursue serious anthropo-" He cut her off, "Oh don't feed me that crap! What's wrong?" She couldn't understand where his agitation was coming from. "Booth I don't know why you're mad." He looked more annoyed than before "You don't know why I'm mad, you don't" he let out a small chuckle "You don't understand why I'm mad…? I'm mad because my partner is about to leave for a month to go who knows with who knows what kind of people and has just informed me of this TODAY, the day she is leaving, and then tried to leave as if she didn't owe me an explanation. You wanna know why I'm mad Bones? That, that is why I'm mad!" None of this made any sense to her "I know Booth. I know where I'm going and who I'm going with, it would be a very poorly planned expedition if I didn't." He could barely believe her "Never mind Bones, just, I have work to get done."
How could she expect him to come for her after that? She still wasn't completely sure what that was but she knew it had really upset him. There was also the small detail that he didn't know where she was, come to think of it at this point neither did she.