WARNING:
This fanfic has subject of a sensitive nature, and please believe it is not my intention to cause any distress.....
Thank you for taking the time to read my story.
Thank you Hart for letting me borrow the Bones' characters....just for a little while...
This story was written several months ago and is set somewhere after the CitC episode.....and before S05 info started filtering out.
1.......
Booth swiped his Jeffersonian ID card and took the steps up to the lab platform two at a time. He could already see that his partner was not there. 'Bones in her office Cam?' he asked.
'No, we thought she must have been called out on a case with you.' Cam replied. Cam fleetingly thought how odd that Dr Brennan hadn't called this morning to say she would be late– she was always first into the lab every morning and would ring to let them know if she was called out in the field with Booth.
Meanwhile Booth had whipped out his cell phone to call his partner. 'Technically you have not reached Dr Temperance Brennan.....' Hmmmm ....His partner was not picking up!
'Angela in her office? Maybe she knows where Bones is' he asked. On Cam's nod Booth headed towards Angela's office.
'Hi ya tall, dark & handsome!' Angela said with that big cheeky smile of hers.
'Hi Angela, have you heard from Bones this morning? ' Booth asked. 'We have a case and she seems to be incommunicado!'
'No sweetie, haven't heard from her since yesterday. Is everything ok? She asked.
'It's just unusual that none of us know where she is' he said. 'If you talk to her can you get her to ring me ASAP please? I guess I'll head out to the scene alone....she's going to be snippy when she finds out she wasn't first on site.'
As Booth got into his car, he started to get that sixth sense feeling that something was not right. Bones was never this late for work. He tried her cell again. 'Technically you have not reached Dr Temperance Brennan....' That gut feeling was getting stronger. He decided to swing by her apartment on the way to the murder scene. The detour wouldn't take that long, and he was starting to get worried that no one had heard from her.
He knocked several times on Bones' apartment door and when there was no answer tried knocking a little harder. Still no answer! He took out his car keys and found Bones' door key. Funnily enough they had only just recently given each other a key to their respective apartments.....something they had decided not to share with Sweets. Who needed the 'kid' analysing what shared keys meant?
'Bones... you home? He said after opening the door slightly. No answer. He stepped in to the apartment and called out her name again. Still no reply. He was just about to leave when he saw her bag, purse and cell phone sitting on the kitchen bench. 'Bones you here? He called again making his way down the hall. Not in her bedroom.... he knocked softly on the bathroom door which was slightly ajar.
'Bones?'
He gently pushed open the door and found Bones lying unconscious on the tiled floor! Taking in the scene quickly, he noted there were a pile of towels in one corner....was there blood on the towels? He could see no evidence of an injury to her pyjama clad bodied. He called her name as he gently shook her. No response. Booth was fighting down the panic. 'Stay calm man...she needs you!' he kept telling himself.
Without even second guessing what he was doing, he scooped his partner up into his arms and quickly made his way down to his car. As he placed her in the seat, he noticed how ashen her complexion was. 'Bones...can you hear me?' His breathing came a little faster when she didn't respond.... 'Stay calm Booth.....' he chanted to himself.