First you think your worst is a broken heart, what's gonna kill you is the second part
And the third is when your world splits down the middle.
-the script
The next moment bones was in a hospital bed. The same one he was in when he had woken up from his coma. She was staring up at him in worry not knowing how she got there or why she had collapsed. Booth had similar worried. He didn't know why his wife had collapsed and it worried the hell out of him. He couldn't bare to hear that she had a serious internal problem, or even worse if something was wrong with the baby. Even worse was if she lost the baby. So many thoughts rolling in his head and he had no answers. It felt like they had been there for hours. Brennan seemed to worried to talk as she sat in bed grasping booths hand.
"No matter what happens we will get through it together you got it? I'm not going to leave you no matter what. I'm not going to leave you." He said softly.
A moment later the doctor came in with her labs and charts waiting for the two of them to settle. It felt like she was torturing him. He just wanted to hear what was wrong with his wife, and if something was wrong with their baby.
"It seems your uterus was hemorrhaging Mrs. Booth. We repaired it during your surgery you will be fine as long as you stay in bed for the next week. After that you are free to do any exercises or activities. But be warned this can happen at any time again and we may not be able to repair it as easily." The doctor said. The warning echoed in booths mind liked a hollow scream. He had no idea what she was talking about. It sounded like a made up diagnosis but he wasn't one to argue. The worries continued as the warning continued to echoed in his mind. He couldn't shake it. It was a horrible feeling. The doctor left to let them be alone. Brennan turned to him now seemingly relaxed.
"You need to go back to the club." She said seriously. His head turned so quickly he nearly had whiplash.
"What? No no I'm not leaving you. You need me, you're in a hospital for God sakes. It's no time for me to abandon you." He exclaimed.
Brennan looked at him with her deep eyes in a loving way. "I'm fine for now. The club needs you. We have a murder for God sakes. You need to look after those idiots before they tamper with anymore evidence. You got me?"
He nodded. He just hated having to leave her. And the warning, it scared the crap out of him.
Booth had been given advice from Sweets on how to manage his issues. He had been told to remember things that happened before he met bones, like Iraq or college or FBI training courses. But he didn't like to think about Iraq. He didn't talk about it to anyone except bones and he barely did with her. Iraq was a place that he hated even if there were some amazing people that he met and some exciting times, war was not ever supposed to be remembered positively if at all.
Even if he did want to think about it he had far too much on his mind. How could he? Something was messed up inside his brain, why would it make him think about Bones being sick or passing out or something and then make him wake up a moment later? He loved her, or at least thought he did, why would he be dreaming about her in pain? Was he that sick? It was horrible! He felt horrible waking up on her couch in her office. She was sitting right there at her desk staring at him quizzically as he looked around trying to take everything in. Whenever he was angry he wanted to punch something that was just the way he was, and in this case he wanted to punch his brain for making him see those horrible things. He had seen some gruesome things in war but that wasn't his own fault this time it was.
Now he knew he was insane. Just insane. What the hell was he thinking? He was loathing for a hurt bones when the real bones was sitting right there, totally fine at her desk. He kept telling himself that she wasn't real, that they weren't in love but he said that everyday and nothing changed! He would love if he and Brennan were together but she was hollow to the idea. He just had to focus on work. There was a new case of a man aged 40-48 found at the old towne pier. A lot of tissue was removed by ducks and the giant catfish that hung out by the docks waiting for food. They definitely got some from that guy and not just bread. One eye, half the flesh gone, an interesting case to investigate. There was a fancy restaurant a few yards away to the left so the guy couldn't have been there for too long since no one noticed the body right below the seats. Booth was loathing the time that would eventually come when he and Brennan had to go out in the field and investigate possible suspects. Still, time that forced them to be alone with each other could help things even if it hurt. He could talk to her on the car ride, maybe get some information on his own life that he had forgotten. He hadn't lost everything obviously but it still bothered him that he didn't remember to put funny socks on everyday.
"Ready bones?" Seely asked coming out of her office her still sitting at her desk looking up rather confused.
"What are you talking about?" She asked.
"We gotta go out on the field, you know investigate some suspects. Let's go!" He responded adamantly. Bones stood from her desk slowly with a concerned look on her face.
"Booth it's two in the morning. You were here when I came in to finish some research. I thought about waking you but I weighed the options and decided to let you continue sleeping." She answered.
Booth dropped his arms in shock. He had fallen asleep probably at around six in the evening and he hadn't planned on falling asleep at all, let alone on bone's couch. They were already in a rocky place since his out burst he didn't need another issue to arise. He stood in her door way for a while until he could figure out what to say.
"Uh, well in that case I'll, I'll go home. Goodnight bones." Inside he punched himself. 'Is that the best you can do brain?' He thought.
"Goodnight booth." She said sitting back down digging herself back into her work.
Both booth and bones tried to forget the episode from the previous night. Booth met her in the early morning at her apartment and set out to old town. It was a short time to get there from D.C. but booth would take any time he could get. He still had very strong feelings for Bones and was concerned about why he had dreamed something so horrible. She faced forward in the car staying silent, he couldn't believe she was capable of the silent treatment.
"Look bones I wanna tell you how sorry I am about last night." He started.
"Oh no need for apologies, the body after a serious trauma requires up to three times more rest than a regular persons. I completely understand." She said using fact to cover up what she truly meant.
"Yeah, but I'm not sick anymore. I'm fine I don't know why I fell asleep so early."
"From what sweets tells me you are still having some issues with hallucinations, but it seems now they are in the form of dreams. It's rather fascinating. "
"Sweets told you?" Booth exclaimed nearly running off the road. He took control of the wheel again but stared at bones.
"Sweets decided that to get over these dreams you have been having you need to face them up front. So, ask anything. I'm an open book ask anything you want." She said in a proud demeanor.
"I don't want to ask you anything bones, I just wanna talk to you. You know like we always do. Just this time maybe about something more personal." He said nervously. She nodded confidently.
He didn't know where to begin. What was he supposed to say? I love you, I have been dreaming about a life with you and I wished you cared about me? That would just run her off again. She was an important part of him, he hated when he wasn't with her whether they were involved or not. He didn't think she could handle any kind of relationship, every one she she had recently seemed to blow up in front of her because she didn't know how to express her feeling. It was massive flaw that she had but she did as best she could. Even so,she was the most amazing anthropologist in the country, probably the whole world and he greatly respected her.
"Well. Fine I do have a question." He finally said. He looked at her and she nodded telling him to proceed. "Why did you leave for another country after I woke up?"
