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After he arrived at Russ and Amy's house, Booth found Brennan sitting on a swing in the backyard, her back towards the house. Moving over to the swing set, he sat on the swing next to her. "How ya doing there Bones?"
Turning to face Booth, Brennan gave him a sad smile. "I'm doing alright . . . Thank you for coming Booth. I appreciate it."
Not sure what to say to ease her pain, Booth stared at the ground at his feet. "I'm sorry about Haley . . . She was tough and I know she really fought hard. Max says that Russ and Amy are down at the funeral home making arrangements right now."
On the verge of tears, Brennan swallowed. "Yes . . . they heard from Amy's parents this morning. They'll be arriving early tomorrow morning from London. Russ is going to pick them up at the airport. The funeral is going to be Monday morning after all."
Swinging a little back and forth, Booth shook his head. "How's Emma holding up? I know she and her sister were very close."
Her finger wiping a tear from her cheek that had finally escaped her full lashes, Brennan leaned forward and stared at her feet. "Emma is taking Haley's death very hard."
Stopping the swing, Booth spoke softly to his friend and partner. "I'm sorry I couldn't be here with you, Bones. I had something . . . I couldn't . . . I'm sorry."
Grateful that he was there, Brennan shook her head. "Don't apologize, Booth. You have nothing to apologize for. We all were hoping that she would recover and never thought that she wouldn't . . . We were actually surprised that she didn't recover. Her physician feels that she had grown too weak to fight off the latest infection. Her death was sudden and it was unexpected. I certainly didn't expect you to be here."
His arm moving around her shoulders, Booth sighed. "Still . . . I am your friend and I would have been here for you if I could have."
Standing, his partner turned and stared at him. "Come on, let's go inside. I could use a beer."
She looked so tired and Booth knew that her pain wasn't going to go away soon. Slowly standing, he followed her back to the house.
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Standing in the back of the church, Booth looked around at the old church and the beautiful stained glass windows. Trying not to look at the small coffin at the front of the church near the altar, Booth studied the depiction of John the Baptist instead.
Brennan had wanted him to sit up front with her, but Booth had told her that he wanted to sit in the back. "It's alright Bones. I want to do some praying and I don't want to disturb anyone."
Concerned for him, Brennan studied Booth's haggard face. "Something's wrong . . . Has something happened Booth? I don't know why I didn't notice it before, but I'm sure something is wrong."
He didn't want to add to her burden, so Booth decided to evade her question. "What's wrong is a little girl has died, Bones. Parents should never outlive their children. It just seems so wrong . . . Parents should be able to watch their daughters grow up, find love, have kids of their own. It just seems wrong that you can outlive your kids."
Her worry increasing, Brennan suddenly thought of Booth's son. "Booth, Parker is alright isn't he? He's not . . ."
Patting her arm, Booth shook his head, "Yes, Bones. Parker is fine. Nothing is wrong."
Puzzled, she pointed to the front of the church. "The service is starting soon. Are you sure you don't want sit up front with me?"
He tried to assure her so he smiled even though he didn't feel it was really appropriate. "No, I'd like a little solitude. I'll be alright."
Watching his friend walk towards the front of the church, Booth finally sat down and placed his right hand over his eyes. Praying for Haley and Hannah, Booth hoped they were both at peace. He also prayed to God to give Brennan strength to accept the death of her niece.
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The day she returned to the Jeffersonian Brennan decided to work in Bones Storage, examining the skeletal remains of someone found in an abandoned paper mill in Vermont. It was considered a cold case and Brennan wanted to see if she could determine how the man had died and his actual identity. His bones had been shipped to the Jeffersonian a few weeks prior to Haley's death and this was her first opportunity to examine them.
Entering the room, Cam greeted her anthropologist. "Welcome back, Dr. Brennan. I was sorry to hear about the loss of your niece."
Not sure she wanted company, Brennan glanced up from the bone she held in her hand. "Thank you."
Clearing her throat, Cam placed her hands behind her back. "If there is anything I can do for you, please let me know. If you'd like some additional time off, I can arrange it. If I had known you'd planned to be at work today, I would have let you know that you're entitled to additional time off."
Since she knew that staying home would just be a waste of her time, Brennan shook her head. "I would prefer to work, thank you."
Nodding her head, Cam accepted Brennan's decision. "Well at least you won't have to go out on any cases this week. You can work on cold cases and not have to worry about interrupting your work for a murder investigation."
Puzzled, Brennan placed the bone down on the table. "Why won't I have any cases this week?"
Surprised that Brennan didn't know about Booth, Cam folded her arms across her breasts. "I thought you knew. Booth is still on bereavement leave. He won't be back until next week."
Not sure what was going on, Brennan turned to face her supervisor. "I don't understand . . . why is Booth on bereavement leave? Haley wasn't a blood relative of his."
Biting her lower lip, Cam shook her head. "Hasn't Booth told you about Hannah yet?"
Slowly shaking her head, Brennan started to feel a sense of dread. "No, what's wrong with Hannah? Has something happened to Hannah?"
Exhaling sharply, Cam stammered a little. "Oh, my . . . I thought when he was in North Carolina for Haley's funeral that he might have told you about Hannah. He asked us not to say anything to you until he'd had the chance to. I'm sorry. I've obviously assumed something that I shouldn't have."
Filled with anxiety, Brennan ordered her boss to tell her what was going on. "Tell me what has happened to Hannah, Cam."
Grimly, Cam informed her, "Hannah was shot while investigating police corruption in the Metro area. She died of complications a few days after she was hurt. Her funeral was held about four days before Haley's funeral."
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