Chapter 4

Brennan:
Camille was on the phone, talking to some people in the background. "Vincent stated that she wouldn't be there. She committed suicide 2 years ago." I was shocked. "What?" Booth came over to me and asked me what was wrong. "They are trying to convince me that Charlotte Storms committed suicide 2 years ago. When she is over there in flesh and bone." Booth sighed and took the phone from me. I walked over to Charlotte. "That must've been hard for you to talk about, thank you. Vincent is my favorite intern that works for me. You're lucky to have known him." She smiled a watery smile at me and nodded. "Yes, I am." She stated to me. Booth came back in the room. "Well, we've got that cleared up, would you like to come back with us to D.C. to see Vincent for yourself? Charlotte when pale.

Charlotte:
Did I want to see Vinnie after all this time? Of course I do, I just called him Vinnie in my head. "God, what's wrong with me." I stated out loud. "Excuse me?" Mr. Booth asked me. "Sorry, thinking out loud... I would love to see Vincent again. I need to answer my questions, and get over my past." They nodded and I went to go pack my bags.

Vincent:

She's alive? What? Her mother... She lied. She lied to me, to keep me away from her. I tried to get over her, but I couldn't even delete that text she sent me 3 years ago. How could I? I love her, I love her so much.
Everyone left after visiting hours were over, and I was alone. Listening to the heart monitor report my heart beat to me. I couldn't sleep, Charlotte was alive and breathing. She was going to be here,with me. In my arms again, again me. Breathing with me. I smiled, as pictures of our shenanigans from youth, lulled me to sleep.

Booth:
Charlotte and Bones were asleep on the plane again. We would be landing in D.C. in at about 3 o'clock in the morning, to early to visit the hospital. But I'm sure that we'll have plenty of time to get her to Vincent. I smiled at the 2 sleeping figures next to me. No wonder Vincent muttered her name in his coma. She was his life. She protected him and loved him when no one else did. That it was made me the happiest, is that I can bring them together again. That they will be reunited because of me and Bones. But, I wonder why Bones was so focused on her in the first place...

Vincent:
The early morning light blinded me as I opened my eyes, I looked at the clock across from me. It was 9:00 in the morning, and I needed to see Charlotte. I rung the nurses in and asked if I could walk on my own. They smiled gently at me and nodded, helping me up as I walked myself around and used my muscles and, woke up. I needed help, of course. Not using you leg muscles is a bad idea, of course, I didn't do it willingly. I got myself into the restroom and saw that I had some serious 9 o'clock shadow going on. The hospital supplied me with a razor and some shaving cream, paired with some after shave. I cleaned up and took a gentle show, with some help from male nurses, to clean my wound and re-bandage me. As I walked around, Angela and Hodgens came back to greet me. "You're moving!" Hodgens exclaimed. I nodded and chuckled softly at them. Angela swooped in and embraced me, holding me close and Hodgens soon joined in. "We thought you were toast when you started bleeding." Hodgens chocked out. I just clutched them closer to me, watching my I.V and made sure that they didn't get hit with it, or yank it off. "No! I'm English sir! No getting rid of me!" I stated regally, causing the couple to laugh and lighten the already darkened mood. They ushered me back into the bed and chatted with me, while I waited for Charlotte.

Charlotte:
I was bouncing with excitement and with nervousness. I was scared shitless, and excited beyond belief. Vincent, Vincent, Vincent. What all I could think about. Dr. Brennan even asked me to stop shaking, to calm myself down.
Mr. Booth slowed the car as we enter the parking lot, eventually to a stop. I got out and stretched, I was exhausted, but ready. Dr. Brennan escorted me up to the check in desk and I was given a name tag, I wrote Bob, cause I'm that creative. Booth chuckled at my witty thinking and Dr. Brennan remained stone faced. He was on the 5 floor, we got into the elevator and we went up
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The elevator stopped and we walked out.
I was shaking so bad, my heart was pounding in my ears.
All I could think is that he would turn me away, turn away and run from me. Just like I did for him.
Mr. Booth and Dr. Brennan stopped me at the room 504. I could barley breathe. I felt my palms begin to sweat. I found my breath and opened the door. The talking stopped, I looked and there he was. Sitting on the bed with his feet dangling off the side, like a little kid on a swing. He looked at me and stood up. I was frozen, I couldn't believe it. He was there. Right there. I couldn't hold it in anymore, I burst into tears. Throwing myself at him and clutching him. He gripped onto me with just as much force and we stumbled backwards until he sat down, with me in his lap. "Vincent. Oh god." I cried into his chest. I pulled back from him and kissed all over his face, like I did when we were little and we got boo boos. He was clinging onto me and just staring at me. "Vincent, Vincent." I laughed/cried. "You're here. You're okay." He touched my face. "You're alive..." He brought me to his chest again and sobbed, all the pain from the past 3 years, gone. Within 30 seconds, all the pain was washed away from me. I kissed his nose repeatedly. "I swear if this is a dream, I'll kill myself when I wake up." He shook his head. "Not a dream, I'm right here. I'm here, I'm so sorry. I'm so so so sorry Lottie." I sobbed even more. "My Vincenzo. I can't believe you're right here. You're right there." I touched his delicate face again. I heard someone clear their throat, and it was a man and a women sitting in the corner. Then I looked to the door and there was another man standing behind Dr. Brennan and Mr. Booth. "Um, Angela, Hodgens, Sweets. I'd like you to meet Charlotte..."