This is my first ever fanfiction. I've been thinking about writing this story for a while and finally did it. I would love any reviews.

I don't own Bones or any characters

Thump, Thump, Thump all he could hear was the sound of his heart pounding in his ears. As he sprinted toward the smoking metal heap, everything went blurry. A crowd was forming and policemen were trying to keep a perimeter. Booth shoved his way past the officers screaming, "BONES!" As he got closer to the mangled pile that had been her car, all Booth could see was the puddle of blood dripping from the driver's side door.

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1 HOUR EARLIER

"Booth, we're going to be late!" Brennan was impatiently waiting downstairs in the foyer for her partner to finish getting dressed. Their new home was further away from both the Lab and the Hoover and Booth wasn't used to the longer commute.

"I wouldn't be taking so long if you hadn't kept me up all night."

"It's not my fault that our child is a night owl. At least we know she has strong gross motor coordination."

"Meanwhile, when you don't sleep, I don't sleep." Booth half-heartedly complained from upstairs.

Brennan had been the one with a baby kicking her all night, yet she had managed to get up and get ready on time. Booth blaming her for something out of her control was grating her nerves and she sighed heavily in aggravation.

Hearing her impatient sighs added to his grumpiness so Booth barked, "Bones, why don't you just drive yourself today."

"Fine." She gathered her bag, jacket and keys and headed for the door. She maneuvered her 7 months pregnant belly behind the wheel of her tiny car and headed for the Lab. She felt uncomfortable leaving Booth after an argument but she also hated being late to work. In the past they had settled their arguments in a timely manner so this time should be no different. But she also had noticed that the farther along in her pregnancy she got, the more frequently they squabbled.

About 2 seconds after Bones slammed their front door, Booth regretted his morning moodiness. It wasn't Bones' fault that their little girl was active. He loved that woman with every beat of his heart and his soon-to-be-born daughter was the best dream he never knew he wanted. He was about to run after her to apologize but her car was already down the street.

I'll bring her favorite lunch from the diner to the Lab later as a peace offering Booth vowed as he got into his SUV and headed to the Hoover twenty minutes after Brennan had left.

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The commute from their new house to the Hoover took about thirty minutes if you hit every green light and Booth was getting red every time. Being 9:30, he was already late and thinking about using his sirens to get there faster when something on his scanner made his blood run cold.

"We've got a two car accident on Main St. in front of Royal Diner. A black Chevy pickup truck and its driver are unharmed but the blue Toyota Prius involved is totaled and the driver, a pregnant female, is injured. Request EMT and police."

OH MY GOD BONES!

Booth knew Bones always took the same route to work that ran in front of their favorite eatery. Her blue Prius could barely contain her new pregnant physique; she could barely reach the steering wheel around the bump of their daughter. He had insisted that she stop driving until after the baby was born and to his surprise she agreed without argument. Then this morning he was grumpy from lack of sleep and made her drive. Now he was sure she was involved in the accident he heard on the scanner.

Sirens blaring, Booth raced to into the city towards the love of his life. His mind went blank in shock, unable to process what he might be approaching. With the aid of the sirens he cut the commute to ten minutes and was arriving on scene as the Jaws of Life were arriving. His gut wrenched because he had heard that the pickup was fine so the Jaws had to be for the smaller car involved, Bones' car.

"BONES!" Booth was screaming and pushing past the officers, "That's my wife's car!" He didn't have time to explain their relationship to them so he shortened it with the one word that came close to describing it. The officers keeping the growing crowd back let him through. As he got closer to her car, which looked like a crumpled piece of paper, Booth couldn't focus on anything but the huge pool of blood leaking from her door. He saw her then and his knees went weak. He tried to get to the unconscious form that was his Bones but the EMTs were surrounding her.

"Get a neck brace!"

"Be careful of the lacerations on her abdomen."

Booth dropped to his knees when he saw the steering wheel imbedded in the same place where his daughter slept.

"Hurry up; she's losing too much blood!"

Tears filled Booth's eyes as he watched, helplessly.

Together they had survived being kidnapped, a brain tumor, gunshots, being stabbed and had finally found happiness by loving each other, and now all of that was disappearing because of a car accident. Years of denying true feelings and wasting time worrying about change when they could have been happy. He regretted years ago giving up so easily the night he confessed his love, he regretted hurting Bones with Hannah, but mostly he regretted his self-centered attitude this morning.

Why didn't I drive her? Why did the truck hit her car? Why is this happening when we just found each other? Why did we waste so much time?

All of these thoughts raced in his mind as the EMTs used the Jaws of Life to save his Bones. When she was finally freed of the car, he barely recognized her. Blood stained her shirt at her abdomen and it ran down her thighs and pooled on the back brace she was placed on. Her hair was littered with glass shards from the driver's side window and small cuts marked her face. Her blue eyes were shut but the paramedics assured Booth she was still alive. He was at her side now, silently praying, holding her hand. She had to be okay, their baby girl had to be okay, they had to be okay.

The EMTs let Booth ride in the ambulance as they packed her wounds trying to stop the bleeding. They hooked her up to oxygen and a heart monitor. Booth held her blood splattered hand in both of his and continued to pray. Suddenly Booth felt her pulse start racing and then she started convulsing and the paramedic moved him out of the way.

"She's seizing. Her pupils are dilated and her pulse is racing. We need to get to the hospital NOW!"

Booth watched in horror as Bones shook violently and he felt dizzy when blood started gushing from between her legs.

"She has cervical hemorrhaging and the baby is in distress."

"What does that mean?" Booth demanded in hoarse voice. It was the first thing he'd said out loud since first arriving on scene.

"It means your baby is in danger and we need to get her out right away."

Booth was nauseous. He couldn't comprehend the situation in front of him; Bones lying unconscious and bleeding out and his baby girl in danger of dying with her mother. How had this day come to this?

Finally the ambulance had reached the hospital and the EMTs loaded Brennan out and rushed her to an OR. They left Booth, now covered in Bones' blood staring at the swinging door with a promise of an update as soon as possible.

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It was 11am and the local news was making a breaking news announcement on the small TV in the waiting room. "World renowned Forensic Anthropologist Dr. Temperance Brennan has been critically injured in an auto incident earlier today. Her condition is life threatening. The fate of her unborn child is unknown at this time"

"Shut that off now!" Booth ordered to no one in particular.

Angela, Hodgins, Cam, and Sweets had joined Booth at the hospital soon after Brennan was wheeled into surgery. The small group filled a section of the waiting room, quietly waiting to hear the fate of their beloved friend and colleague.

Angela had been crying quietly since she and Hodgins got the call that Brennan had been in an accident. She knew her best friend had been jubilantly excited about having this baby and finally being with Booth. She couldn't comprehend what kind of world it would be if Brennan and her baby didn't make it. Booth wouldn't survive that loss.

Hodgins sat next to Angela and held her hand. He could relate to Booth's misery because not too long ago he had been worried about his baby. But Hodgins couldn't imagine how it felt to not know if both your love and your baby might not survive.

Cam also wondered how Booth was coping. She had known Seeley for many years and she knew that he loved Brennan, Parker, and his daughter more than anything in this world and that if any one of them were taken from him that he wouldn't be able to go on. Booth was a sniper, an FBI Agent, yet his one weakness was Brennan. It had taken them years to learn how to love each other but now that they did they were both finally happy. Booth deserved to be happy.

The cruelty of this accident was felt by everyone. Brennan, a usually stoic person, had been increasingly emotional and excited about her baby. Finally being in love with a wonderful man, having a dream home, and having a daughter had encouraged Brennan to connect more with her friends and Booth. They had all noticed her effort to be more social and caring and applauded her new personality. Booth always knew this side of her, but seeing her trust their friends enough to show it made his heart melt. Now everything was falling apart.

"Seeley Booth?" a scrub-clad doctor called.

"I'm Booth, what's going on with Bones and the baby?"

"Dr. Brennan lost almost all of her blood volume due to the accident. The extreme blood loss caused her body to go into shock which triggered labor. We did an emergency Caesarean and delivered your daughter. Being two months premature, her lungs are slightly underdeveloped so she needs a ventilator to help her breathe. She's in NICU so you can see her now."

"What about Bones?"

"After we delivered your daughter, we gave Dr. Brennan blood transfusions to restore her blood volume. We had to place her under a medically induced coma because of the shock her body went through. She needs to stay in the coma for a few days so her brain and other organs can recuperate. If all goes well she will probably wake up and be at her normal brain function."

"Probably have normal brain function? What do you mean probably? Shouldn't you know for sure?"

"In traumatic cases like these, everybody reacts differently to extreme blood loss. Dr. Brennan's body was already stressed with the pregnancy, so there is a chance that the blood loss was too much for her brain."

"What does that mean?" Booth asked in a quiet voice, afraid of the answer he already knew.

"It means that there's a chance she might never wake up."

Booth blacked out, his brain finally shutting down, unable to accept the newest Hell of today. His body started slumping to the floor and Hodgins, Sweets and the doctor reached to catch him.

"Mr. Booth….are you okay…whoa someone get a stretcher, he's out."

Chapter 2 Coming Soon