~*This has been swimming around in my head since 'Mayhem on the Cross'*~
It'll be alright. She told herself over and over again as the surrounding darkness threatened to cave in on her. She remember the scolding hot water, her clumsy hand's fumbling the dish and then nothing. Her head hurt.
It'll be alright. They had warned her not to break a dish, but what she couldn't understand was why they had beaten her. She couldn't even begin to grasp why they had stuck her in the cramped dark space.
Marco! Her brother's voice sounded in her mind. The painful memories of her past stabbed at her being. Tear's welled in her pale blue eye's. Polo. It'll be alright. She repeated looking back to her collegue and friend Dr. Jack Hodgins. They were buried in a car under ground, running out of air. He had two broken leg's and was at risk for compartment syndrome.
Booth will find us. Dr. Temperance Brennan smiled to herself.
It'll be alright.
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