I don't own Bones, I know I have 206 in my body, but the Bones from Fox isn't mine.

Anticipation

Cam, Sweets, and Booth were seated near each other on the plane at six a.m., Saturday morning. They couldn't believe it had been a week since the accident, and they were just leaving now.

Booth had spoken to the doctor, and was silently trying to prepare himself for the meeting that was about to occur. He knew how badly she must look, he knew that she might not know who he was, but he also knew he had to be there for her. Nothing would keep him away again. He would see if he could transfer to the Seattle office if she needed to stay longer than he could. He would do anything to get her back.

He was surprised at how well Hannah took the news. They both realized that this was something special, and nothing could stop his feelings for Bones. Hannah said she would give him a month to decide what he wanted to do. She would wait for him. She asked him to keep in touch, so she knew how Temperance was doing, but she would give him his space. Let him decide what he wanted from her, what he needed from her. Seeley couldn't believe how understanding she was, he expected her to be angry and yell at him. He didn't realize how much his feelings for Bones still showed in his eyes and actions. He didn't realize how much he hurt Hannah over the past three months.

Seeley didn't expect to go back to Hannah, but he didn't tell her that; he couldn't stand to look at the hurt in her eyes any longer, so he packed his things and waited at the airport until Cam called with the travel plans. He couldn't be in that room with Hannah any longer, he couldn't look at her any more. He knew he had a lot of healing to do, but he also knew he needed to be near his Bones.

As the plane took off, he wondered if she would recognize him. He wondered if seeing him would help her remember. He hoped so, because he didn't know how he would handle her looking at him without knowing him, without that recognition in her eyes. Her eyes, he dreamt of her eyes. She had the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. Her eyes were a window to her soul, and he couldn't wait to see her again.

He wanted to punch Sweets. Why couldn't he just shut-up? He didn't need him to tell him that she may not know who he was. He knew that, he dreaded that, but Sweets just talked and talked and talked. Seeley took out in his ear buds and turned his IPOD up loud enough to drown out Sweets' voice. He set it on a random mix, and was shocked how many songs reminded him of her. He turned his head away from the others so they couldn't see the tears that were forming in his eyes. He was grateful when sleep overtook him.

He woke to someone calling his name and shaking him violently. It was then that he realized that he had that dream again; he must have been calling out to her, because Sweets and Cam were looking at him with a mixture of pity and sorrow on their faces. He said he needed to walk around a bit and left them sitting there just staring at him. How was he ever going to make it through this ordeal? How was he going to handle her looking at him without knowing who he was?

He realized that he needed a plan; he needed to prepare himself for the task ahead. He had to stop looking at this as a bad thing, and find the good in the situation. It was as if they were starting anew. He could date her, and bring her things. They could get to know each other in a non-working way. Everything that he always wanted to do for her, he now could. There were no preconceived notions, no work boundaries set up, nothing to stand in their way. He needed to see this as a major turning point in their relationship. He walked back to his seat with a new outlook on the situation. He was actually happy for the first time in a long time. Not everyone got the opportunity to start over in a relationship. This was like a gift, a terrible, but wonderful gift. He would sweep her off her feet and right into his waiting arms.

Doctor Reilly came into Temperance's room to tell her that her friends and family would be arriving soon. She had loved ones, who cared about her, and they were coming, her father and brother would be there sometime tonight, and her friends from work would arrive tomorrow. He was happy that she had people who cared about her. He had a feeling that this was going to be a long journey for Temperance. A long hard journey and she would need as much help as possible.

She smiled at him as he stepped into her room; he noticed that he checked on her more often than necessary and thought that he should be careful not to cross the professional line. When he looked at her, he realized that her bruises were healing well and he could see the author he had known existed. He wondered if she had someone in her life, but if she did why was she here all alone. Who would let a beautiful young woman go across the country alone? Why didn't anyone know where she was? Why did it take so long to find anyone to help her? She was there a week and no one asked for her. No one called to see if the hospital had anyone registered by that name. It was as if no one wanted her.

He thought she must have been running from something, but knew she would not be able to tell him. Her memories were as lost to her today, as they were, when she awoke on Thursday. He knew the amnesia was caused by the accident, but he also knew that sometimes emotions could prevent memories from surfacing. Did this woman have some strong emotions that she was running from? Did she really want to remember? He wished he met her under different circumstances, because he knew he could get lost in those beautiful, blue eyes forever, and if she were his he would never let her go.

"Hello, Temperance, I have some good news for you. We found your father and brother, they should be here tonight, and we found some friends of yours from Washington DC, who should arrive sometime tomorrow. Do you have any memories of these people?"

"Um, no, I still don't remember anything." Her eyes filled with tears at the idea that she had family who she didn't know.

"Well, as soon as your family arrives I will send them up if that's ok with you?"

"Yes. Please do. I hope maybe they could jog my memories, and doctor?"

"Yes?"

"Thank-you, I know you have helped me more than your job description dictates. I look forward to our visits each day, and I hope you will still visit after my family and friends arrive. I feel as if you are the one person that I can call a friend right now, since I don't even know who is going to walk through that door tonight and tomorrow. It's so hard to not remember anything."

"Well Temperance, you need to give it time. Your memories will return eventually. We just need to wait and see. I will be back later to spend some time with you and I'll try to come up when your family shows up to help you feel more at ease. Good-bye Temperance."

With that, Doctor Reilly left the room. He tried to fight the protectiveness that was beginning to form deep within him. He was becoming too attached to her, but he didn't know how to fight the feeling.

I have a family emergency and I'm not sure if I will be able to update this weekend, but on the other hand, by Monday I may be almost done with the story. Please comment, I'm very nervous about how this story is being received.