A/N: Hey guys. So I received a review telling me that I shouldn't be writing about rape, and that it's a bad subject. I understand that this story is dark, and is not for everyone. Therefore, if you are not comfortable with subject of rape, please don't read this story. As you may have noted, I marked this story with an M rating. However, I did get some really great reviews, and I want to thank you guys for that. I hope you guys like this chapter, and in case you are still unaware, this does indeed mention the subject of rape. Please read at your own risk. XOXO- Mary

Foggy. That's was her first thought as she woke. She was lying on her bed, she knew that. The familiar scent of her room, however, was masked by the scent of cologne, sweat, and blood. It all came rushing back to her then. She remembered the date, and she remembered that Cody had walked her to the door, but she couldn't remember anything else.

Slowly, she opened her eyes, but quickly shut them again. Her eyes were stinging, her head was pounding, and the bright sunlight shining through the curtains was not helping those facts.

She groaned and tried to roll over, but the pain of her entire body became more apparent; and she let out a cry of pain. Forcing her eyes open, she looked down at her body. She was naked, and there were cuts and bruises all over. She laid there for a moment, staring in disbelief at her own body. What had happened, and why couldn't she remember? Slowly, she made it to an upright position, and placed her feet on the ground. As she tried to stand up, she became aware that her right ankle was swollen, and bruised. She tried to put all of her weight on her left foot, but found herself stumbling to the ground.

That was when the gravity of the situation hit her. She had been assaulted, and when looking at the evidence, probably raped. She looked around the room for her purse, knowing that she had her phone in there last night, but couldn't find it. She grabbed onto the bed and pulled herself up so she was standing. She grabbed the sheet from the bed and wrapped it around her naked body. It hurt like hell to walk, but she had to find a phone soon. She leaned on her dresser, and slowly limped her way into the living room. She spotted her purse by the door, and made it about halfway there before collapsing onto the floor. She hit the ground with a thud, and crawled the rest of the way, whimpering at the pain.

Finally, she got to her purse, and pulled her phone out. She just looked at it for a moment, thinking of who to call. It was clear to her that she needed medical attention, but she didn't know if she could face a stranger by herself.

She quickly called 911, telling them her address, and extent of her injuries. Then she used her 2nd speed dial to call Angela. The phone rang five times before it went to voice mail, and Brennan panicked. Who else could she call? Angela was her best friend, and she could share anything with her. The only other person who she trusted more than Angela was...

No. She couldn't call him. Not after what she said to him yesterday. Why had she been so dramatic? It was not like her. It was irrational to be angry at Booth, when he gave her a chance and she blew it. Although she didn't want to call him, fear got the best of her, and she dialed her first speed dial.

The phone rang three times before he answered.

"Booth." The other line chirped.

Brennan's breath caught at his voice, and for a moment, she was speechless.

"Bones, is that you? Listen, you told me you didn't want to talk to me ever again, so I'm not really sure-"

"Booth?" She whimpered into the phone.

That shut Booth's rant up quickly, as he became very concerned. "Bones, what's wrong?"

"I...I-" She tried to tell him, but he couldn't.

"What is it, Bones? What happened?" He asked her again, worry evident in his voice.

"I- I didn't know who else to call. Angela didn't answer. And I-I called the paramedics." She said, rambling on, stating the facts.

"What?! Paramedics? Tell me what happened, Bones. Are you hurt? Are you at your apartment?"

"Yes." She said simply, answering the last two questions with the same answer.

"Just sit tight, Bones. I'll be there before you know it. Everything going to be alright."

Booth had been close by, having lunch with an old Army buddy when he received the call. He had explained to his friend that he had an emergency, and bolted to his car; where he proceeded to turn on his lights and siren. Arriving at her apartment five minutes later, Booth sprinted up to her floor, and used his key to unlock the door.

Brennan looked up to the sound of the door opening, and tried to scoot back so she had a distance between her and the whoever was on the other side of the door. When she saw that Booth was on the other side, she looked up at him with bright fearful eyes.

"Jesus Christ, Bones." He whispered, taking in her appearance. He knelt down beside her, and she flinched away from him.

"Hey, it's okay, Bones. I' not gonna hurt you. It's alright now. No one's going to hurt you anymore. You're safe." He said, looking into her eyes.

She looked at him questioningly, and said, "W-why did you come? I said very hurtful things to you last night."

He shook his head. "It doesn't matter, Bones. Whenever you need me, I'll come. I don't care if you told me that you never wanted to see me again, or that you hated me. If you ask me to, I'll come for you every time."

This brought tears to her eyes, and she shut them, making the tears spill onto her cheeks. "I... I can't remember anything except that I went on a date last night, and he walked me up to my apartment. I wasn't feeling well, and when we made it up here, he told me that..." She stopped for a moment to regain her composure. "... that he was surprised I hadn't figured it out yet."

Booth stayed silent, and let her tell him what happened at her own pace.

"He... I think he raped me, Booth." She finally admitted, turning red and hiding her face in the sheet that was wrapped around her body.

Booth's heart broke as he looked at the battered and beaten woman in front of him. He knew from dealing with rape victims, not to push her. He wanted to badly to comfort her, but he knew he couldn't in the way he wanted.. He reluctantly put a hand on her shoulder and shushed her. "It's alright, Bones. It's all over. There's nothing to worry about now."

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and then a deep male voice, "DC PD. Open up please. We received a 911 phone call from this residence."

Standing up, Booth opened the door, and police along with paramedics all piled in.

"Over here." Booth said, walking back over to Brennan.

"Please step aside, Sir." One male paramedic said.

Brennan looked at the paramedic in fear. "No, please. Can he... I need him to be beside of me."

Reluctantly, he nodded, and Booth sat down beside her again. She looked terrified to be around so many strangers in only a sheet, and her cheeks turned bright red.

"Hey." He said. "Look at me, Bones. Focus on me. No one's going to hurt you."

"I'm going to pull back this sheet now, so I can see the extent of your injuries, Ma'am." The paramedic said.

"No. Please, I... know you have to... but..." She couldn't think straight. Too many things were going on in front of her, and she couldn't make sense of any of it.

Suddenly, a flashback of the previous night overtook her mind.

She had slipped back into consciousness for a moment, and she briefly opened her eyes. He was on top of her, thrusting into her, with a satisfied smile on his face. He had pushed her knees to her chest, and was digging his nails into her thighs, drawing blood.

"That's right, Tempe. I'm the only one that will ever make you feel this good. You feel that, you little whore. That's me. All man, filling you up completely."

She was slipping back into unconsciousness, and had to put up one last fight. She lifted her heavy arms up, and tried to push him away with all of the strength she had.

He laughed at this, and smacked her across the face. Then everything went black again.

"Bones? Bones!" Booth was yelling at his catatonic partner, who hadn't blinked for the past minute. All of the sudden, she came back to herself, and looked at Booth in shock. She shuddered, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she began convulsing.

The paramedic grabbed her convulsing body, and said, "She seizing, we've gotta get her to the hospital now!"

A/N: Thanks for reading, and thank you again for the reviews last chapter! They were great, and they're what motivate me to write!