A/N: I don't own Bones.

She heard his voice. He was calling for her, desperate to find her among the remains of the building. She was trapped beneath various boards, her life slipping away from her slowly.

"Booth..." She whispered. He continued to call her name, oblivious to the attempt made to get his attention.

The boards were suffocating her, and she was bleeding internally, as well as externally. He wasn't going to get to her in time. Her life was going to end before he had a chance to save her.

The pain was too much to take. She took one last blurry look at her blood-soaked shirt, and drifted off into what could have possibly been death.

Temperance Brennan woke up with a gasp. She looked around, and let out a huge breath as she realized that she was in her room. Her hand subconsciously wiped away at the beads of sweat that were trickling down her face. This was the same nightmare she had been having for weeks. Ever since that awful day.

Three months ago, there had been an accident. Brennan had reported to a crime scene to investigate a dead body found in an old warehouse. She had been forewarned that the warehouse was unsafe, and it was bound to collapse any time now. She had, as usual, been stubborn, and proceded into the warehouse anyways. The FBI agents already inside had excused themselves for a few moments, leaving Temperance alone with the body. About ten minutes later, Brennan heard a loud crack, and quickly found herself in the path of a collapsing warehouse.

There were two other people inside at the time of the collapse, but they had narrowly escaped with just a few scrapes and bruises. Brennan, on the other hand, was trapped inside.

Her body laid mangled underneath many huge boards, and a two by four with several nails on the end of it was protruding from her stomach, her crimson blood gushing out from around it.

A few moments after the collapse, as she was losing consciousness, she heard him. Booth. He was desperately screaming for her, pleading with her to answer him back. She whispered his name, and shortly after lost consciousness. Booth had found her seconds afterwards, and carried her to safety.

But now, she was sitting up alone in her apartment, rocking back and forth as she allowed tears to escape from her eyes.

"Booth...Booth..." She whispered. That was all she needed right now. She glanced over at her clock. The time read 2:54 a.m. Without thinking, she grabbed her cell phone from her bedside and held the 1 button until the speed dial registered.

Brennan adjusted herself under her covers in the fetal position and listened to the monotone sound of the phone ringing. Just before the last ring, she heard the voice that soothed her like no other.

"Bones, what's wrong?" A sleepy Booth asked from the other end of the phone. Brennan didn't answer, and instead listened to his ragged breathing. "Bones? Bones are you okay?" He asked, this time worry evident in his voice. Brennan took a small breath and whispered into the phone.

"I...I...I'm scared..."

"I'll be there in ten minutes." Booth said seriously as he grabbed his keys from his nightstand.

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Brennan had kicked the covers off of her, still remaining in the fetal position and rocking back and forth as the tears continued to flow down her face. She heard the sound of keys jumbling together, and a few seconds later she heard her front door open and close.

Booth made his way to her bedroom and stopped in the door frame.

"Bones..." He said sympathetically as he took in her figure. She looked broken, lying there sobbing uncontrollably.

He walked over to the bed and sat down next to her. She continued to lie there, sobbing and rocking. He placed his hand on her shoulder, and immediately she brought her eyes to his and stared at him.

"Bones. It's all right now. I'm here." He said. She let out one more sob before she sat up and wrapped her arms around him tightly. He returned the grasp and started to trace circles in the small of her back. She buried her head in his neck and let more sobs escape from her.

"I'm afraid to fall asleep Booth. I'm afraid that I'm going to end up back under all the boards, lying there, helpless and bleeding. I'm scared. I'm so scared." She whispered.

"Shhhh. It's all right. I'm here. It's going to be okay now. Let's just lie down, and I'll stay right here with you." He said as he tilted back towards the mattress. She obliged, and within a few minutes she was sleeping soundly in his arms.

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Ok, how did you like it?

This was just a little prologue to show what she's been through so far. More to come soon!