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WHOOO!!!

Who's to Blame?

Temperance grasped his head in her hands.

"Booth! Booth come on! Wake up! Come on Booth!" Suddenly she heard it. The laughing, it was coming from that man. She couldn't stand it anymore and without thinking she jumped to her feet crossed the few feet to where he still sat and slugged him across the face as hard as he could. Just as he fell Cam, Zach, Angela, and Hodgins ran through the door.

"Oh my god. Oh my..." Angela turned away into Hodgins open arms. Temperance slowly walked back, falling to her knees beside her fallen partner. He was still trembling from the freezer. His eyes were opened again. Chocolate brown they looked up at her confused and afraid. She suddenly realized what she had left behind. He had to live, he just had to. All logical thought fled her mind as she saw his jaw clench as a wave of pain passed through him. She put pressure on his wounded shoulder and prayed that the ambulance would come quickly.

The ride to the hospital was a blur she could only dimly remember paramedics swarming the abandon warehouse followed by a squad of policeman. She tried to follow Booth into the ambulance and a white gloved hand restrained her.

"I'm sorry miss unless you are family of Agent Booth then I'm afraid that we can't allow you in the ambulance." There was a pause in which Brennan did not remove her leg from the open ambulance door. Then suddenly Angela appeared pulling the medic aside. Temperance signed and she jumped into the ambulance. Her brain wasn't operational enough to compile one sentence let alone an entire defense. If that had gone on for much longer she would have resolved it by a quick cut to his right jaw.

The wailing sirens still echoed in her hears and she pressed the coffee button the machine for the fifth time. The machine only spluttered shaking slightly leaving her small paper cup resolutely empty. It had been six hours sense they had wheeled him in sticking all kinds of needles into him and yelling orders to one another. Six hours sense they told her that she couldn't come with them and she had to wait. So she did. It felt like her heart had stopped beating suspended in time until the doctor came out and told them that Booth was going too be Ok. She had decided that, that was what he was going to say because Booth was going to be OK, he had to. Angela had stayed faithfully until Hodgins threatened to sedated her endless she came home with him right now.

"You should go home too, sweetie." She had said in a calm voice placing a hand on Temperance's shoulder. "The doctor will call you if anything happens." With that Hodgins towed her out of the hospital and into his waiting car. Brennan thought of this. Go home? could she do that? Just leave him...... Again. She shook her head ridding herself of the image of Booth lying there covered in blood and trembling from cold. "Temperance you came." That was what he had said. There was something wrong with that something that she couldn't put her finger on.

"Dr. Brennan?" It took Temperance a few seconds to realize that the man with the white lab coat and clipboard was talking to her. "You are here for..." He took a second to check his clipboard. "Special agent Sealy Booth is that correct?" Temperance jumped to her feet making the young Doctor jerk back in surprise.

"That is correct." Brennan gasped her voice raspy after not using it for about five hours. "Is he Ok?" She couldn't keep the shill pitch out of her voice as she searched the Doctors face for the answer. But she was good with people usually Booth......

"We have stabilized him and he is resting right now." Temperance felt her legs turn to jello. He was OK? Could that be possible? All her emotions seemed to overflow and she was relieved when the doctor told her to go home. "He can't have ant visitors right now, come back tomorrow. We will alert you if anything changes." And with that he turned away disappearing behind a door that had the words Employees Only stamped in big writing. But none of this registered for Dr. Temperance Brennan because her world had been thrust into a haze.

She could recall waling to her car, turning it on, or driving out of the parking lot She found herself at the intersection and making an instant decision she turned away from her apartment and headed in the other direction.

He hadn't removed the key from the obviously fake rock. The door clicked and the door swung open easily. It smelt like him, the door silently closed behind her as she entered the room. It was then she caught sight of them. On the table there was six cartons of Thai food two of which were empty the other cartons were still closed and untouched. If she had gone over and checked the contents of them she would have found that they were her favorites. But she didn't make it because at the sight of the cartons she had sunk to the ground sobbing. It was like the temporary dam that had held back the the flood of emotions suddenly broke.

She suddenly realized that if she backed tracked through the last couple of years of her life, which had been some of the most emotionally scarring for her, she had always had his shoulder when she needed it. If there was something wrong there was always a warm hug coming her way. And she never noticed. Never cared, never bothered to stop and ask him if he needed a shoulder. But none of that mattered now what mattered now was the fact that he was lying in a hospital bed, because she was too confused to listen to her heart. If she had been there, with him, none of this would have happened. But it did and there was no way that she could go back in time to reverse it, no matter how much she wanted to. "Temperance, you came." There was something so wrong with that statement. Was it the surprised in his voice? Was it that he hadn't even thought that she would come to save him?

Her head was in her hands as a river flowed from her eyes. She had wasted so many moments that she could have spent with him and now she might never get the chance to make them up. Oh please please god let me have the time to make them up! What about his smile? Would she never see it again? And the socks? Belt-buckles? Could someone like that really just disappear? Could he die? Temperance found herself on the couch crying into a pillow. What about Parker? Had a black car pulled up in front of his house? Had he gotten all exited thinking that his father was coming home and then strange men wearing black suits and firm expressions exited the vehicle heading for the house. Maybe Rebecca had answered the door. Had she collapsed in tears like Temperance had overcome with grief? She would have to explain to Parker what had happened and then they would head out to the car following the men to the hospital.

These images were what she saw as she slipped into oblivion.

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