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Chapter 2:
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The Californian-tanned, tall, muscular, blond man, rushed over to nearest ambulance, carrying badly-injured, bleeding and broken woman in his arms.
He brushed past Booth, who turned around in time to see the ambulance with Hannah leave.
He hadn't realized she was this hurt. She wasn't though. She was fine, shouting, yelling, and fighting with him just 5 minuets ago.
"Oh My God! Bren!" Angela screamed and dashed over to the ambulance, as her unconscious friend was handed over to the paramedics.
"I found her slumped against the wall, on the ground. She wasn't breathing. I had to do CPR. But the smoke. I had to get her out." The mysterious man stammered.
Before anyone could say anything Angela replied,
"Thank you so, so much, you're a hero." Tears fell from her eyes, as he looked at the man that had possibly saved Brennan's life.
The paramedics, intubated her, set up an IV line in her arm, and put brace on her badly broken leg.
"Madam, we have to get her to the hospital now. Are you coming?"
"Yes, yes I'm coming." She didn't even look back, entering the ambulance.
He stood there and watched the ambulance leave; Angela hadn't even asked him if he wanted to come, she hadn't even looked at him, she ignored him.
The rest of the squint squad had rushed their way over to Booth, they bombarded him with questions, he was still comprehending what had happened. Bones was hurt, real bad and partially it was his fault.
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She paced up and down the waiting room.
They had arrived approximately 4 hours ago, and there was still no news of her friend.
Daisy and Wendell had left. Cam and Sweets had gone to cafeteria, Hodgins was sitting awkwardly on the plastic chair, and Booth, well Booth had gone to check on Hannah.
"Ange, you're going to wear a hole in the ground, sit."
"How can you tell me to sit, when Bren is in surgery, possibly dying?"
"You pacing up and down the hallway isn't going to help Dr B. Sit. You've been doing that for the passed hour, you're going to wear yourself out."
"Fine." she sat next to Hodgins.
"What if she's not okay? She wasn't breathing on her own when we arrived, her heart stopped once and she was bleeding and burnt." Tears swelled up in her eyes. Hodgins took her by her shoulders and hugged her.
"You know Dr B. She's stubborn, she's a fighter. She's going to be fine." he reassured his wife.
"You don't know Hod-"before she could finish, she looked up at the man that had joined them. Booth.
"Is she out yet?" he asked in a monotone voice.
"We wouldn't be here if she was out." She spat back.
"uhh.."
"Why are you here? Shouldn't you be with, Hannah. "
"Umm.. She's fine, just sleeping now, they said it was just mild shock, they're just keeping her for observation overnight."
"I didn't ask how she was, because the last time I checked she was FINE, and Bren wasn't. How could you do that to her, how could YOU do that to her.'' She pointed her fingers at his chest.
"I don't—wait, are you saying that this is my fault!" He knew he should keep his voice down, but Angela had just gone a tad too far.
"Guys, don't fight." Hodgins tried to break them apart, but failed miserably.
"Don't deny anything you bastard. She was hurt, she had concussion, her lung was collapsed, she has broken ribs, she probably couldn't even stand on her own, and you didn't even care, you left her in there, you only cared about Hannah, who like you mentioned, has nothing wrong with her when Bren is in surgery fighting for her life!" her voice now could be heard from the other side of the hallway.
"Hannah was unconscious, and Bones was fine, she looked a little bumped but she was fine, and she herself told me she was fine. I didn't reali—I didn't notice she was hurt that badly. I would've helped, but she wouldn't let ME... not after our fight..." he was feeling guilty, but did he have a choice?
"You haven't- what fight?"
"Just we had a fight yesterday. It was nothing." he looked at his feet, feeling slightly defeated.
"How can you say it was nothing when maybe because of your fight she is dying. You should have done something!"
"Like what! Huh? Like What! What should have I done, carried out a screaming Brennan and leave Hannah to die? I didn't have a choice!"
"Why don't you guys just tone it down?" Cam said as she walked towards the fighting duo.
"Yes, Agent Booth, Angela, we are in a hospital. Show some respect" Sweets mentioned, he was holding a brown paper bag and coffee.
The two backed off from each other.
They all sat down, none of them spoke, none of them ate, and they just sat in silence.
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Another 2 hours passed. It had been a total of 6 hours since they saw Brennan.
Hodgins was asleep, Sweets was starting to doze off, Cam was reading an old magazine, Angela stared blankly at the wall, and Booth was looking at his shoes. Again
"Family of Temperance Brennan?" A surgeon covered in blood and sweat asked.
They all shot up looking at the skinny man.
Oh god is that all her blood.
"I'm Dr. Luke Corder, Temperance Brennan managed through surgery, it did go well but it wasn't without complications, she suffered a collapsed lung, 4 broken ribs, her tibia was broken, her hip was shattered, internal bleeding, she had severe carbon-monoxide poisoning and a grade 3 concussion. Her heart did stop twice in surgery; we're not sure how long the brain was deprived from oxygen."
"Oh no…." Angela sobbed into Hodgins' shoulder. Sweets and Cam were shocked at first to hear the extent of her injuries; Booth continued to just look at his shoes, tears falling freely onto them.
"Right now she is on a ventilator, we might need to do further surgery on her hip, we're running some tests on her brain, but she isn't responding very well to any brain stimuli. We'll wait a little longer for the swelling to go down, but if she doesn't wake up in the next 24-48 hours she might never wake up…"
"What do you mean by that?"
"Right now she is in a medically induced coma. After her body heals and calms down from the trauma, we'll slowly wake her up from it, but if she doesn't it maybe because her brain is unresponsive, she might be brain dead from the carbon-monoxide poisoning."
Angela let out a sob...
"Can- can we see her?"
"Yes, but only one at a time, she needs to rest, follow me."
Angela, Hodgins, Sweets followed. Cam was about to as well, but she noticed Booth hadn't followed.
"Booth—"Cam turned to where he was sitting, but he was gone.
He had run off.
Next chapter: Booth feels lost, Brennan wakes up with complications, who's the new guy that saved her, and what evil is Hannah up to...
Do you think Booth is too OOC? Plz tell me if so. and tell me if you are confused about anything so far...
R&R please.
