Disclaimer: i do not own Bones, or any of the characters. tear!!

A/N: this is my first ever fic, and i did not have an editor. i am working on a longer fic, so any review would be awesome. please, if you are going to be a hater, make it constructive please.


I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph, I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

Booth picked up a picture of them together on their honeymoon in Biscayne Bay. The memory brought bittersweet tears to his eyes and images of bones swimming in the crystal clear water in little bitty itsy bitsy teeny weenie yellow polka dot bikini. They had had a laugh with that one. The thought that their wonderful life together might be over in a matter of days just killed him. Three months earlier bones had been diagnosed with extremely progressive leukemia. The doctors had done all they could, but nothing seemed to work.

Now, whenever Booth saw his love, she was curled up on a hospital bed hooked up to various tubes. I between bad spells, when she got to go home and sleep in a bed with the man who loved her, she had to take lots of medication that made her weak. It killed Booth that this woman, who used to be as strong as nails and able to open a can of major ass whooping on him anytime she wanted, was now solely dependent on machines and as fragile as a china doll.

Mostly, he hated himself. All the daring rescues from sadistic murderers of the past meant nothing. The enemy that would finally take Bones was within her; he was powerless to help her. Whenever he thought of the end, whenever he saw Bones crippled in pain so all she could do was whisper his name, he was ready to break down and give up. But, he knew one thing. Bones would never give up, ever. If she didn't, neither would he. Booth would make sure that he was strong, for as long as she needed him.

So for now, all he could do was put his hand over Bones', try to communicate the extent of his love and devotion to her, and close his eyes and put all his faith in God. Hopefully, that would be enough.

'Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away


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