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The rain never let up. Never slowed down. It just kept beating at her, clawing at her arms and back. She was in pain at first, but she realized that the pain was not from the rainstorm. She knew the pain wasn't from the rain, she knew it was from something that terrified her even more. It was from needing someone that wasn't there for her.

She never used to be like this. The walls she had built up had been there since she was 15. When Russ left her by herself, to go into foster care. They had to go up even higher when she went to 'their house.' She still didn't like to talk about what had happened to her, and the fact that if Angela hadn't of been her friend she might not be here. She stopped feeling....well, she felt, but not for those around her.

Brennan just sat there, knowing that no one was looking for her. She was actually surprised that she wanted someone to come find her. But she knew that any friend she had had been pushed away these past few months. She snapped at Angela today, and Hodgins always sided with his wife. Cam was always going to be by Booth's side. And Booth, well he wasn't there for her anymore.

She didn't even realize that she had started crying, and she hated crying because it showed weakness. It showed that someone else was in control of your emotions, and she always had to be in control. She tried wiping them away, but they just kept flowing. Flowing down her cheeks, dropping off of her chin and falling onto her already drenched top.

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He watched her from a distance. Watched as she cried her heart out. He watched her as she tried to brush away her tears.

I should be doing that. I should be over there comforting her. He thought to himself...but then brushed the thought out of his mind. He was the one to have caused those tears. Even if she didn't want to admit it, his words had broken her. As strong as she had always been, words, his words, are what broke her. Nothing else in this world fazed her. Being kidnapped by the Gravedigger, being kidnapped while on a dig in El Salvador, almost being blown up. She dealt with everything, and moved on.

As the rain slacked up, he could hear her crying again. She was talking to herself, but he couldn't make out what she was saying.

"I just.......he......that. Thought.....me." Those words blew against his hears.

He drew himself up, and started walking towards her. Trying to be quite so he wouldn't scare her, but also trying to make some noise so she didn't turn around and try to beat him down. He didn't see when he steppend on the stick, but when it broke she whipped around to see what was stalking her.

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She realized that someone was behind her. Turning around slowly, she was shocked at who she saw. When she realized that Booth was standing there, she jumped up and started running. Running away from him. Running away from all the unwanted pain he had caused her. Never before had she let someone's words affect her like that.

Never away, she thought to herself. Never again would she let someone get that close to her. She couldn't take anymore people disappointing her.

She didn't realize that when she started running he was there behind her. He was calling out her name, trying to get her to stop. She wanted to run until she was far away. She didn't want to be here anymore. Didn't want to be in this city. Didn't want to be in this country. She just wanted to leave. To go far away.

She didn't want him to follow her, she knew that she didn't. But she wanted someone to yell at. She wanted someone to feel what she had been feeling. Someone to take away the pain that she had been feeling. She knew that there was a chance that she couldn't get away from him, so she slowed down to a walk.

She was waiting to see if he was going to say anything. If he was going to try to fix things like he had done so many times before. Not wanting to face him yet, she stood there taking deep breaths, trying to calm herself down. He then brought up the one person that would make her listen to him. Angela.

Trying to figure out what to say next, she turned around to face the man who had turned her world upside down. The man who she cared about, more than she wanted to admit. The man who had been there for her through everything. The man that she had hated in the beginning, tolerated for the sake of her job, grown to like, and then slowly grown to love.

She never wanted to want someone else, to need someone else again. She wanted her mother and father, but then they left her. She wanted Russ, but then he left her too. She didn't want to rely on any other person, because she knew that, in the end they would leave her too.

"What do you want, Agent Booth?"

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He knew that he had scared her when she turned around. He didn't realize how bad until she ran away from him. She had never done that before. She had always run from the danger to him. Now, in her eyes, he was the one she was scared of . He was the danger to her.

"Bones! Bones, wait!!" When she heard him calling out to her she didn't falter. She didn't want to.

"Angela is worried about you. You left without telling her where you were going."

He knew that he hit a chord, when she stopped running from him. He knew that if he mentioned her friend, that she would stop. He didn't know how much she would listen to him, but he had to give it a go.

Waiting for her to turn around, he started thinking about what he wanted to say. Would he be able to say anything that would get through to her? Or would he be shut out like the night of Parker's soccer game. He didn't really know, but he knew that in order to attempt to make things right between them he was going to be the one to admit and accept blame for the things that were said that night.

"What do you want, Agent Booth?" He heard the sarcasim dripping in her voice.

She whippped around to face him. Her blue eyes had a fire behind them that he himself had never faced before. He had seen them flash at suspects before, especially when they were dealing with young victims. He could see the flames building, the anger radiating off of her.

Taking a breath, he said "Dr. Brennan, Angela is looking for you. Obivously she is worried about you."

"Then why the hell did she call you?"

"Bones..."

Eyes blazing, she said "Do not call me that. My name is Dr. Temperance Brennan. You do not have the right to call me that anymore."

He took a step back, because it felt like she had slapped him. He had never, in their years of working together, heard her speak like that towards him before. Not when he arrested her father, or her brother. Not even when she thought he was being too overbearing, too protective of her.

"Why did she call you? Why? Explain to me, why she would call you? She had no reason to."

"She didn't know who else to call, Brennan. You didn't take your phone with you when you left. She got worried, so she called me. She knew that I would find you."

She started shaking her head, not wanting to hear what he was saying to her. He was acting like nothing had happened between them. He was acting like he actually cared about her. Somewhere in the back of her mind, he knew that he did....but she just pushed that thought down. She didn't want to think about him that way anymore.

"Why would you care? I still don't understand why she needed to call YOU!! She knew that I didn't want you to come. She knew that. Why did she have to, of all people, call you?"

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She was losing control of the situtation. She knew it. She knew that, at some point, she was going to lose.

"Why would you care? I still don't understand why she needed to call YOU!! She knew that I didn't want you to come. She knew that. Why did she have to, of all people, call you?"

Saying those words, having them actually come out of her mouth, weakened her. Her knees slowly started to give. She knew that she would be hitting the ground, and she didn't want to get back up. Everything was getting to be too much for her to handle. She was always so strong, never wanting to she weakness, and now it was basically pouring out of her like the rain.

It never happened, though. She never felt the ground. Even though she knew it was coming, she didn't feel it. Maybe she had blacked out before she hit the ground? Maybe she was just laying there, letting the rain pour down on her.

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He saw her starting to falter. He knew that she was starting to lose the drive to argue with him. He was losing the will to keep away from her. He wanted to grab her in his arms a shake some sense into her. He wanted to tell her, to let her know that he never meant a word that he had said.

"Why would you care?"

Those words were still echoing in his ears when he noticed that she was about to faint. Running, he grabbed her up into his arms before she could hit the ground. He held her to his chest, hugging her, kissing her hair. He knew that when she woke up she might remember, she might not, but he had to hold her. He had to, because he knew that he might never get the chance again.

He walked back to his SUV, still holding her to his chest. He opened the door, and leaned the seat back while he was putting her in the vehicle. He brushed away the rain that was still running down her face, before kissing her gently on the forehead. Running to the drivers door, he opened it and jumped in.

As he was driving off, he made a phone call to Angela. He had to let her know that he had found her. Knowing that if he didn't call her, she would be worrying all night long.

"Hello. Booth?? Have you found her yet?"

"Got her. I'm taking her back to my place. She has been sitting out in the rain, and she fainted when she saw me."

"Oh, my....please....help her.....she has been so lost...." she started crying, and he heard her giving the phone to someone.

"Booth," Hodgins started, "are you sure you want to take her home? You can bring her over here. We can take care of her."

"Hodgins, I am going to take care of her. She will call you in the morning!"

Throwing the phone into the backseat, he looked over at her to make sure that she was still gone. Driving back to his apartment, he kept glancing at her. He had to keep making sure that she was okay. After all that had happened to her that night, he just wanted to make sure that she was alright. He ran his fingers down her cheek, pushing her hair out of her face.

"Bones, you have to be okay. I didn't mean it. I didn't mean to hurt you like I did. Please, you have to forgive me." Knowing that she couldn't hear him, he just kept on talking. "You can't leave us. Angela. Hodgins. Cam. They are all worrying about you." Speeding down the road, he kept looking over at her. "You can't leave me. I know that you want to leave. I can see that you don't want to be here anymore, but you just can't leave."

When he reached his apartment he carried her inside, but she still hadn't come to. He carried her into his room and laid her on his bed, all the while wondering when she was going to wake up. He paced back and forth, rubbing his hands through his hair. He just kept talking to himself. Repeating the same thing over and over again.

"You can't leave me, Bones. You just can't. You can't shut me out anymore."

A/N: PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU ARE THINKING ABOUT HOW THIS STORY IS GOING THUS FAR. LET ME KNOW IF YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS ABOUT WHERE THIS STORY SHOULD GO TOO. I THINK I KNOW HOW THIS IS GOING TO END, BUT I WOULD LIKE EVERYONES OPINIONS!!!