A/n: I don't know where I want to go with this, but it was just in my head after 6x09. But yup. I hope you enjoy
Disclammer: I don't own Bones D:
Yet *waggles eyebrows*
She traced the broken road reflector. Her long pale finger caressing what had killed the women so much like herself. Water drops fell into the broken surface at into the hollow inside. Her short hair feel in wet strings around her face, and her clothes were cemented to her skin. Her face was damp with what she couldn't tell were tears or rain. Laying a hand on her heart, she felt as though that might keep it intact for just a while longer.
For a while she just crouched and stared. Her breath was so jagged, and attempting to catch her breath was impossible. It was almost as if every ounce of breath was ripped out of her, as if she was Lauren the woman who had shown her what her own future would be.
Bright lights shown bright ahead of her and she let out a breath, she would have time before the car got to her, she knew that. Grasping her knees with her hands she pushed herself up. Balancing herself, she heard a loud screech and her mouth opened but the only thing that came out was a gurgle of blood. She felt bones snap and skin rip. Muscle were stretched and penetrated. Her breath was rasped, and lungs couldn't fill with air. Her body was thrown to the side of the road were rows of trashcans and garbage bags hid her broken body.
Dropping her head back, she took a deep breath before lifting her head, and looking at the hands she had clasped over her stomach. Her hands were no longer the pale color she had come to be familiar with, but a deep red. Another color she had become increasingly familiar with. The color her hands were when Booth had been shot and she was tending to him.
Her body shook, or that's what she believed she was doing, but her body had gone numb. The only think she felt was the heartache that had been there for months.
She knew her chance of survival was little, but yet she shed no tears. Felt no sorrow. At the moment she realized if she did survive there was nothing that could ever be the same between her and Booth. His promises had been broken.
He promised to never leave her.
He promised to never hurt her.
He promised he would be there forever.
He promised he would always save her.
She let out a soft sob, as she laid there crumpled on the ground. Her body giving into the cold pavement. He promised he would save me. But yet there she lay, her body violated and abused by a car that had never once stopped before it's collision with her body.
Starting in her toes the numbing feeling adrenaline had caused began to recede. And inch by inch all she felt was pain. But as normal she grit her teeth, though she felt every wound and tear in her body now clearly. Up through her spine the pain spread, like a wildfire. Finally after the longest moment of her life the pain reached her cranium, and suddenly the fire took over and her mind went hazy.
Slumping her body even more, she let out a breath of air that she didn't even realize she had been holding. And she let her eyes slide shut, her breath sputtering and wheezing. She stared at the inside of her eyelids, and felt them flutter a tiny bit. Before she took one last breath and give into the haziness her brain still contained. Until her body was covered with it, and she no longer was conciseness.
Please take time out of your schedueles to help meh... ^.^