What happened? One minute I had gotten out of my seat and turned around to the sound of my name being yelled in a broken voice, and the horror of seeing a gun pointed straight at my partner. I pull my gun and then...
Impact without sound...my body spinning around, not doing what I want it to do, which is to shield my partner. Why am I lying down? I need to get up...there is something...I am...
Numb, my arm will not move, no matter how hard I try. I am frantic, I need to get up...I need to get up...What is happening to me, and Bones is...
Leaning over me...I try to tell her...the danger is not over...but something is wrong, my voice will not work. There is something I need to do, something I need to...
Tell her. But I cannot draw air into my lungs...I need to tell her to watch out...I see her glance away...She looks at me again...tugging at my shirt...telling me to...
Hang on...but I can feel myself slipping...my vision clouding...and she is frantic...she is crying...her eyes are pleading...And as my vision fades away I try to tell her I will...I will Hang on.
Booth woke up in the recovery room with Cullen leaning over him, "Welcome back Booth."
"Thank you sir." he whispered thru dry lips.
Cullen reached over and fed him a few ice chips, "How are you feeling?"
"Stupid, for not listening to Sweets and Bones for not taking them seriously, but other than that, like I have a hole in my shoulder and... Bones! Is she OK?" Booth asked anxiously.
"She is fine, very worried about you, all of your squints are, but she is fine."
"Did you get her?" Booth asked referring to Pam.
"There was no need, Dr. Brennan put a bullet right thru her throat, eyewitnesses collaborate that it was in self defense, but you can do the paperwork while you are at the safe house."
"Safe house?"
"Yeah, you remember that guy you drove underground?" Cullen asked.
"Vaguely, can't seem to remember at the moment though."
"I know you are still wonky from the anesthetic, so here is the deal in a nutshell. We are going to fake your death, and hopefully at your 'funeral' he will come out of hiding. We will place you in the honor guard that way you can take him out yourself. How does that sound?"
"Everyone will think I am dead?"
"We inform whoever you wish that you are not really dead, just keep the list short."
"There are only three that need to be informed sir, my parents, my son, and Bones."
Cullen thought it over, "Ok Booth, I will pass your list to the appropriate channels. I take it you are going to do this."
"Do I have a choice? It is the only way we are going to catch him. Just make sure everyone is notified."
"I will," Cullen replied writing down the names.