In the hospital waiting room the others watched nervously as Brennan conferred with the doctor. She nodded gravely a few times at what he was saying.
Sweets was talking to another doctor nearby and disappeared after giving the others a thumbs-up. Brennan wrapped up her conversation a few minutes later.
"Well?" Hodgins demanded when she came back to re-join them.
"Booth's awake," she said with a smile, "they're still running a few tests but he seems fine." She paused, "At the moment they're only allowing one person to visit him," she turned to Hannah, "traditionally it's the emergency contact, but I told them that in this case it should be you."
Hannah smiled, "Thank you," she said simply, leaning over to give Brennan an awkward hug.
"You should be prepared," Brennan said as they broke apart.
"Excuse me?"
"For when you see him," Brennan clarified.
"I've visited people in the hospital before, Temperance, I think I'll be ok," Hannah replied with a dismissive air.
"Just try not to let him see what you're feeling," Brennan continued, oblivious to her tone.
"You mean my love for him?" Hannah asked, slightly piqued.
"No. What I mean is…don't let him see your distress," Brennan explained, a little confused by the other woman's sudden hostility.
The doctor came back before Hannah could respond and motioned for her to follow him; she left the group without a backwards glance.
"Are you ok with letting her see him first?" Angela asked gently as the rest of them returned to their seats.
"She's his girlfriend, Ange, what did you want me to do?" Brennan asked, effectively ending the conversation.
…
Hannah took a deep breath before entering the Booth's room.
Remembering what Brennan had told her a few hours before; she schooled her features to prevent any of the shock she felt at seeing Booth lying in a hospital bed connected to various machines from showing.
"Wow," he said quietly when he saw her, "how long has it been since I last saw you? A few months?"
Hannah felt the ground disappear from underneath her, "You mean when we were in Afghanistan together?" she asked carefully.
Booth nodded, "What a surprise," he said, a pleased smile gracing his features, "I appreciate you coming to see me."
Hannah swallowed passed the lump in her throat, "You didn't think I'd bother?"
Booth shook his head, still looking a little bewildered, "No, but I'm glad you did."
Hannah smiled at him again, fighting off her tears, Booth noticed and looked concerned. "Hannah? What's the matter?"
"You don't remember anything about us?" she asked.
"Sure I do," Booth replied with a grin, "Afghanistan…the fig tree," he added with a cocky grin.
"What about after that Booth, don't you remember anything about us after Afghanistan?" she pressed.
Booth looked confused, "No, should I?"
"Booth, we live together now," she told him.
Booth's confused expression changed to one of supreme sadness, "I'm really sorry, Hannah, I don't remember that."
