A/N I'm back! And better than ever…anyway, here's chapter two. And it's just occurred to me that I never left. I'm posting these two chapters in rapid succession. Hopefully. Please enjoy.
Disclaimer: I still don't own Bones. Never have, never will. So don't make me sad by bringing it up.
Booth is certain his heart is going to explode. She can't be dead. Once the aftershocks have subsided, he races down the stairs to try and wake her up. He reaches her quickly feeling happy he's kept himself in shape. He kneels beside her and searches for a pulse. He quickly finds her erratic heartbeat and lets out a sigh of relief.
She' alive.
He gently nudges her shoulder. "Bones, can you hear me? Bones? Bones!" He calls. But she still doesn't wake. Then he realizes he still hasn't called an ambulance.
Seeley, you dumbass. What are you thinking?!
Booth thinks to himself. He pulls out his phone and calls the police. "Please, hurry! I'm at the Jeffersonian. My Bones…my partner, she's hurt real bad. There was an explosion. She needs medical attention, now!" He orders into the phone once someone picks up on the other end. He drags his hands through his hair and shouts at the ceiling.
"Why now?! What did I do wrong?" He returns his attention to Bones when he hears her make a small noise. At first he thinks it is his imagination, but then he hears it again. "Seeley. What happened?" She whispered, her voice hoarse. He feels like he could cry he's so happy.
"Bones, you're okay! Oh my God, I thought I lost you. Something blew up, and then you fell from the platform, and oh my God, you scared the shit out of me!" He rambles. Brennan shakes her head.
"What exploded? Are any of the skeletons compromised? What about the limbo room? What about our remains from the case we just got?" She asks quickly.
Surprisingly, Booth chuckles.
Only my Bones.
He thinks. "I don't know about any of your bones. All I know is that there's smoke everywhere, something is obviously on fire, and I don't know if you're really going to be okay. The ambulance should be here in a few more minutes, but I don't know if we can wait that long." He says. She looks at him.
"What do we do?" She asks nervously. Booth gets a determined look on his face. "Make a noise if I hurt you. I'm going to try and carry you out. We can't wait in here. It's too dangerous." He says.
He scoops her up as gently as he can and cradles her like a baby. "I'm sorry." She murmurs. Booth is confused.
"For what?" He asks as he stumbles through the smoky building, tripping over fallen pieces of wall and ceiling.
"For scaring you. For being so heavy. For not telling you how I feel sooner. For everything." She whispers. But then she scares him even more. She stops talking, and he can't hear her breathing anymore.
"Bones? Bones? Temperance!" He calls for the second time that day. He forces the dilapidated door out of his way, knocking it clean off of its failing hinges. He thanks God when he hears the sirens getting closer.
He sinks to his knees outside, barely getting clear of the thick black smoke coming out the hole where the door was. Suddenly, a second explosion shakes the ground beneath him, much larger than the first explosion. He protects Brennan as much as he can, feeling the hot ash and smoke burning through the back of his suit. He thinks the fire is getting closer, but he can't tell because all he's focused on is saving his Bones' life.
Finally, finally, the ambulance arrives. Seeley just about collapses with joy at the blessed vehicle approaching him, but he won't let himself just yet. He forces his way into the back of the ambulance with her, despite the driver's suggestion that he take a separate car. He refuses to do so, and once he knows that Bones is being cared for, he collapses on to the ground, completely unconscious from the stress and terror he'd been fighting since the first explosion.
The ambulance plows through the streets, it's siren screeching shrilly as it announces its presence to everyone in the area, breaking the eardrums of many. Seeley opens his eyes once, trying to fight his body's urge to slip into a coma, but he is overwhelmed and is defeated. The ambulance plows on, still minutes away. For the first time in his life, the driver of the ambulance is scared. He doesn't know why, but something about the overwhelming passion between his two injured passengers moved him to the core of his being. He steps on the gas, and prays to God that these two people will be okay.
A/N Please review. I know it's probably a little OOC, but it's worth it in my opinion. You all know you want to review…