When I fall

Chapter 3

By Iana

"You see I've always been a fighter, but without you, I give up.

It's been raining since you left me, now I'm drowning in the flood…"

Remembering….

He was pondering if they really were any better than Booth as he parked the car. Angela wobbled-stomped her way towards Seeley's office and didn't even knock, just shoved the door opened, looking like a pregnant warrior. God, he loved that woman!

Smirking, Jack stood slightly behind, just watching the show.

"Hello, Booth."

Angela said as a greeting then closed the door behind her.

Booth looked up from his chair in shock, eyes widening at the sight of Angela; heavily pregnant, disheveled and shooting daggers at him with her eyes.

She on the other hand was pretty happy to see that he didn't look happy at all. Dark circles underneath his eyes, hair standing up in all directions and mouth dropped on a pitiful expression. Angela was an expert in relationships and she'd bet the last dime of her next pay that he only allowed himself to be this miserable when Hannah wasn't around. She'd also bet he had already came to the pretty harsh realization that he had made a terrible mistake. But being the manly man, he also refused to admit that to anyone else but himself.

Well, unluckily for Seeley Booth, Angela's loyalty laid with the woman currently at the hospital in suicide watch, so she could care less that he was miserable with the decision he made six months before. Actually, she was glad she was about to make him twice more miserable.

"Angela? What are you doing here?" Booth asked, eyes throbbing from the nasty headache he'd had for a couple of days.

"What, Mr. FBI man, not happy to see an old friend?" She wobbled towards his desk but didn't sit down, since she didn't intend to prolong the conversation.

"Angela, of course that's not what I meant. I'm only surprised, that's all."

"Oh, I see. Well, you're about to get a little more surprised. Remember Temperance Brennan? Your ex-partner? The woman you broke and left behind?"

Booth narrowed his eyes and winced.

"I didn't leave her, Angela… I just… well, I don't expect you to understand."

Behind them, from his point of view at the door, Jack winced. Uh oh…

"Oh, really, Booth? I mean, what is there to understand? Brennan would't speak to me. We could tell she was hurt you left and we could also tell something else happened but we didn't know what until today. So please, since I don't understand, enlighten me as to why would you possibly leave a 7 year partnership behind after sleeping with her and breaking her heart in the process?"

Booth couldn't find anything to say. Guilt had been eating away at him since the day he entered Bones office to talk to her about ending their partnership.

"Well, anyway, I don't care about your explanations, really. I just came to deliver some news. Brennan is at the hospital and if you're half the man I think you are, you'll come to visit since it's your damn fault she was hospitalized in the first place."

Guilt tried to ease it's way into Angela's heart as she watched all color drop from Booth's face and his mouth slacken in shock. But she kicked it out and focused only on her anger instead.

"Bones is in the hospital? What happened? Was there an accident?"

Booth shot questions as he jumped up from his chair and grabbed his jacket, shaking so hard he was having trouble putting it on. He was halfway towards the door when he noticed Angela hadn't moved. Jack grabbed Booth's arm with a sympathy that came from his silent observation and the fact that he knew what was it like to be so confused and so powerless when the woman you loved didn't want to be in a relationship with you, that you did crazy things without really meaning to.

"G-man, I think you should sit down for this. Really." He whispered, pushing Booth into one of the chairs near the door.

Angela raised her eyebrow at her husband but didn't say anything.

"Brennan tried to kill herself last night. The night guard found her in the office, overdosed in sleeping pills. She's on suicide watch."

Booth collapsed like a broken doll. His legs gave and he fell into the chair Jack had been trying to make him sit on and put his head on his hands.

"Doctor diagnosed her with severe depression. She isn't eating or speaking. She's unresponsive and they won't release her until they know she won't try it again. I think if she doesn't get enough help with this, she will. She left no suicide note; she waited until she was sure the possibilities of someone finding her in time were slim to none. She meant it; this was no call for help. Luckily for her, I think the night guard likes to check up on her sometimes when he knows she's working late. So, Booth, I think you should step up and be a man. You broke her, now you'll fix her, or so help me God, I'll make your life a living hell."

Booth shook his head in denial. He couldn't grasp the concept of Bones overdosing in sleeping pills. She was strong, self-sufficient…

"Angela, I don't think Bones would kill herself because of me. That's not possible!"

"You're right. She didn't try to kill herself because of you. She tried to kill herself because she was pregnant and miscarried. It's still your damn fault anyway!"

Five months and 2 weeks before

Brennan couldn't explain the awful feeling in her chest when she had woken up the next day and found Booth had left. The hurt only got worse when she found the note. Since that night, their relationship had been strained at best and she lacked the social skills needed to try and approach Booth to work out a solution; she just didn't know what the hell to do. On top of that, she was going to have to tell him she was pregnant. And she was terrified; of telling him, of the thought of becoming a mother, of screwing up.

Distracted by her thoughts while pretending to be engrossed on a skull in front of her, Bones didn't realize Booth had entered her office until he called her name.

"Booth! What are you doing here? Do we have a case?" She wasn't sure her legs would support her, so she chose to stay seated. His face was closed off and guarded, eyes not meeting hers. Bones didn't like the way they made her feel like something terrible was just about to happen.

"Bones, we need to talk."

He delivered the news coldly, detachedly, like he was informing her about the weather. Bones could feel all the muscles on her face slacken from the shock as her brain tried to process that he was abandoning her too. He had promised never to leave her; and now he was calmly telling her he was severing their partnership and their friendship, at least until Hannah calmed down a little and changed her mind.

Brennan nodded and her head felt like it was suspended from her body by a thousand balloons. Her extremities had no feeling whatsoever in them and her heart felt punched through. Booth never waited for her to talk. With a kiss on the cheek and a squeeze on her icy hand he left her behind, like so many had done before him and destroyed the foundation that would later bring her to her knees.

#BONES#