CHAPTER 9 FOLKS!! Herrrrreeeeeee it is! Review purrrrlease. I don't own Bones.
Also, for anyone who doesn't know, ETA means estimated time of arrival. And ICU is intensive care unit. (Now you have to read to find out who is in ICU. MWAHAHAHA)
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Booth was carrying Bones to the ambulance when a red Mini with racing stripes screeched to a halt in front of them. A very worried Angela, Jack and Zack jumped out.
"BRENNAN! BOOTH! WHAT HAPPENED?" shrieked an hysterical Angela, running up to them.
Bones had passed out in Booth's arms, and Booth knew that this was another sign of hypothermia.
"No time to chat Ange. Bones is already severely hypothermic. Meet us at Bethesda?" Booth asked.
"Of course, Booth. Now go!" she ushered them towards the ambulance. Booth was placing the unconscious Brennan in the stretcher when Angel jumped up into the ambulance with them.
"Sir, that dog cannot-" the paramedics began as Angel climbed onto the stretcher and curled up beside Brennan, her head resting on Brennan's chest.
Booth pulled out his badge. "The dog stays. And she's helping warm her up anyway, isn't that a good thing?"
"Yes, Agent Booth. Of course..."
"Good, now that that's cleared up, can you do whatever it is that you do to save her?" Booth asked, an edge to his voice.
"There is not much to do until we get to the hospital, sir. Dan! ETA?"
"ETA is two minutes, Stan. We'll make it." The driver said as the sirens blared.
BBBBBBBBBBB two minutes later...
Bones was wheeled into the ICU and immediately given morphine and something to stop her from going into cardiac arrest. Booth and Angel jogged behind her.
"Now all we can do is wait." said the doctor. Booth glanced over at his Bones, who was covered in blankets. Angel once again curled at her side.
BBBBBBBBBBB about an hour later...
Angela, Jack and Hodgins walked down the ICU hallway, each carrying something. Angela had a box of chocolate. (Half eaten, but what could she say? She was hungry!), Zack holding flowers, and Hodgins holding a vest that said 'Working Dog' on it, and that looked very official.
It took all of her will not to squeal as Angela opened the door to Brennan's room. Booth was half lying on Brennan's bed, half sitting on the edge of his uncomfortable looking chair, fast asleep with his head on one arm; the other arm was thrown over Bones' stomach, where Angel's head also rested. Brennan was awake, absentmindedly alternating between petting Angel and running her hand through Booth's hair, ruffling it more than it already was and making him look (in Brennan's opinion) very sexy.
"Sweetie!" Angela tried to whisper, but it came out a squeal anyway, startling Booth awake.
"What? Where?" he asked, reaching for his gun.
"Calm down Booth, it's just Ange." Said Bones, placing a hand on his forearm.
Awwww. She can't keep her hands off him! Angela squealed to herself as she watched their interactions.
Booth sat up, rubbing his eyes in an attempt to wake up. Hodgins walked up to him. His arm was still touching Brennan's. It wasn't much, but the contact was there.
"Hey man, you look like shyt. Here, this is for Angel." he handed the vest to Booth, who took it with a questioning look. "So you won't have to keep whipping out your badge." Hodgins explained. "Working Dogs and Seeing Eye Dogs are allowed in most public places."
"Thanks Hodgins! Although I don't think I want to know where you got your hands on this.." Booth said.
"Three words: Ebay and overnight shipping." answered Hodgins.
"Come here Angel..." Booth walked to the other side of the bed and put the vest on the slumbering beagle. "Now you look important!" he exclaimed while Angela and Brennan sniggered. "What?" he asked. "What did I do now?"
"I never took you as a dog person, Agent Booth..." said Brennan with a mischievous gleam in her eye.
"You either, Dr. Brennan." Booth smiled back. The pair stared into each other's eyes, lost in the moment. Unbeknown by them, Angela had grabbed Jack and Zack by their ears and was trying to sneak out the door quietly so as not to ruin their moment.
"Ummm. . . Ange? You leaving?" asked a confused Brennan. Booth was now sitting on her bed, petting Angel.
"We are going for coffee. You want some Booth? Bren?"
"Black." they both answered at the same time. Angela chuckled and left, still dragging the two protesting scientists behind her.
