Hello there my lovely Followers. This a short little story (maybe) that popped into my head last night when i was the previews for Bones in Novemeber. This is going with the whole "hannah was shot" thing. But ya know, my way.
I do not own BONES. Sadly. Everything is owned by Hart and Fox. Some of my own little ideas will find their way into this story.
Soo, I like all the reviews I am getting. =] I know the chapters are not long and I am sorry but I update when i have time. Also, I am going to be working on my older stories. I will be taking them down. editing them like it's no ones business and then re-uploading them. XD I was reading them and I was like 'wow. they suck.' I am also working on a story for Sweets for a good friend of mine. =]
So, I wanted to get this up before the new ep and before I want to the midnight showing of Harry Potter. But I had lost my internet for a few days. =] Well, here is the new chapter.
Seeley Booth had been sitting in the waiting room of Washington General. Jack was sitting at his side, watching the hall away in which his wife had taken to get to their friend. Some time after Angela had disappeared down the long white hall, a doctor had come out, asking for the rest of Temperance Brennan's family. Jack shot up from his chair. He may never show it often but he cared a deal about the Athropologist. He had since their time buried alive in her chair and she did all she could to make sure that Jack would have enough air to get to see Angela again. He would never be able to repay her for all she did.
Jack listened to every word the doctor spoke to him, taking in his friends condition. Seeley on the other hand had only heard the worst of it. Sneaking farther into the uncomfortable plastic chair, he stopped listening. Replaying what could have happened in his mind. He saw a broken and blood covered Brennan laying in the middle of road, eye's closed, unmoving. It was his fault. He had left her alone. He had just up and left without waiting because Hannah had needed him.
Seeley had not seen Jack leave him to go find Angela and see how Temperance was doing. He was not worried about the world around him. The only thing on his mind was that he could have gotten his partner, his friend and even if he denied it at this point in time, the love of his life killed. It was all his fault. Standing, Seeley moved on auto-pilot towards the hospital chaple. He needed to pray, need to find forgiveness for what he had done.
Once Jack had seen Angela and saw that their friend had woken from her slumber, he had gone to find the doctor assigned to her; he also wanted to tell Seeley that she was awake and that he should come back and see her. Walking into the still, white waiting room, Seeley was no were in sighed. Jack turned, looking to see if maybe he would be walking back from getting coffee, fresh air or even the bathroom. But nothing. Seeley Booth was no where to be seen.
Seeley sat on his knees in the first row of pews, hands folded and head hung low as he prayed to his God that Temperance was okay. That she would be able to forgive him and that he could forgive himself. He had been reckless, leaving his partner a half hour away from home with no one around she knew to give her ride back to her work. He had put his feelings, his girlfriend before his partners safety. She could have been killed by someone at the crime sceen. She could have been kidnapped again. So many things could had gone wrong after he had up and left.
Meanwhile back in the private room Temperance had been given, Angela sat by her side, Jack standing behind her as Doctor Jonhson removed the breathing tube. Jonhson had to first look over all her vitals, making sure that she was strong enough to breath without it before having it removed. Temperance coughed and gagged as the plasic tube was slowly pulled from her wind pipe.
"Your throat is going to be sore for a while, so try not to talk too much right now. Only if you really need to." The doctor spoke as Angela took the glass of water by the bed and held it, helping her friend sip the water.
"Booth?" Temperancen managed to croak out in a raspy voice. She did not know why she was asking for him. This was his fault. Well, it was the driver's fault but if Booth had not left her, she would not have been walking home.
Angela looked to the older woman laying in the bed in front of her then back to her husband. "He is here Sweetie. Do not worry about him right now. Just rest. He can not hurt you again." She spoke in a soft, warm voice in hopes of keeping Temperance calm.
Rest did not come easily for Temperance. Just as she was about to fall alseep in the small hospital bed, the pain medication that had been given to her was starting to wear off. Leaving the dark haired woman in too much pain to sleep.
Shifting in bed, she tried to find a comfortable postion to lay in that would not cause her pain. But there was no luck in sight. She would turn on to her right side, to feel a jolt of pain shooting from her hip and leg. Turning on to her left, her ribs where the source of all her pain. Settling for just staying on her back, she huffed looking up into the dark room.
Temperance had been able to talk Angela into going home for the night. That she would be okay and did not need her there to watch her sleep. But now, she wished she had someone in her room. The quite was too much. Sure she was use it it from living alone and keeping to herself often but now, laying in the dark room, she wished that she had someone who cared enough to sneak in against her wishes and the hospital's orders to be by her side.
Seeley had not left the chaple in over five hours. He was sitting there, on his knees praying to be shown the way. The way to forgiveness, to some sort of peace. But so far, nothing. he did not know what to do. Did he return to Hannah or go see Brennan. Tell her he was sorry that he was not thinking. Sorry that she did not mean as much to him as she use to. No. Telling her that would most likely only make things worse between them.
He had noticed how she started to change around him. She was pulling back. She was not letting him in as much as she had before Hannah, before their seven months apart. Booth noticed that she stopped joining him for lunch even for drinks after they closed a case. He did not question it because Hannah started to join him. Once in a while, he would even try to get Temperance to join them for diner. But she always had a reason not to go. Either she had to finish paper work, she did not want to intrude on his time with Hannah or she had plans with Angela. Booth once asked Angela about the outings that Temperance said they shared when he learned she was lying. Angela had never gone out with Temperance.
Booth later asked her about it as well and from that point on, she said she had a date with someone she meet at a lecture she had given at American University. Booth did not bother to find out his name and run a back round check on him.
Slowly pulling himself up off his knees, Booth cracked his back, looking down to his wrist watch. Seeing it was past eight, he figured Hannah would not miss him for a few more hours. Dragging his feet on the tile floor, Booth made his way from the chaple to Brennan's room. Finally finding the room, he stopped out side the door, looking into the window. Looking through the thick window pane he saw his partner, laying in the white room broken.