Author's Note: Hi again! You guys rock! Wow, you all are such nice readers and reviewers! I really do appreciate it! We made it to chapter 10 everyone—a huge milestone for a story like this. Going into this story, I thought no one would read it since it's the only one of its kind and the whole idea is really weird. But, you all proved me wrong. And for that, I'm grateful! Thank you all for making to chapter 10 with me and I hope you all stick around until this story ends (which won't be for awhile). Enjoy chapter 10!

French Translations:

D'accord—OK

Allons-y—Let's go!

I stared at the Cajun man that I had punched and then at my hand.

"Bones?" Booth asked cautiously. "You alright?" I regained control of myself and rubbed my hand.

"I'm fine." I told him.

"Let me see," Booth ordered.

"It's fine." I growled.

"Bones, you don't let me see it and I won't stop bothering you."

"Fine," I sighed, giving in. He gently took my hand in his and looked at it.

"It's starting to swell." He informed me. "You need some ice."

"We don't have time for this." I said sharply. "We need to go to—" My head started to pound and I swayed to the side. Booth's strong arms helped me stay upright. "We need to go."

"Cam!" Booth called, completely ignoring me.

"Booth," I muttered.

"For once Bones, don't argue with me." He waited for a few seconds and when he got no reply, he cursed and picked me up into his arms.

"Booth!" I cried out in alarm. "Put me down!" He ignored me and I didn't have the will to fight him. I leaned back into his arms and tried to focus on the case and not how much my hand was starting to hurt me.

"Gambit, Logan," Booth said, going into leader now. "Take the Professor and go pick up the other X-Man."

"But we need to warn—" Booth sent me a warning glance and, to my surprise, I shut up.

"I will go warn the other potential victim after I leave Bones with Cam." He finished.

"But—!" I protested.

"D'accord, Monsieur Booth." Gambit answered. "Logan et moi will go pick up de ot'er member." He was shuffling his cards again and seemed to be perfectly at ease, despite the fact that there was a serial killer on the loose. He caught me looking at him and grinned cockily. For some reason Booth's grip on me tightened. Gambit looked up at Booth and laughed quietly to himself.

"Don't worry 'bout the Cajun." Logan assured him. "He ain't competition."

I didn't understand what that meant, but I had a feeling that it had something to do with me.

"Logan, allons-y!" Gambit shouted from the door. Logan turned and left with Gambit.

"Now," Booth started. "Let's get you to Cam." He began to walk towards Cam's office.

"I'm fine." I reiterated. "You really don't need to have Cam look at me."

"Temperance," He sighed. "Just do what I want you to for once, ok?" He only used my real name when he was being serious. I decided it would be best to placate him and let him take me to Cam.

"Brennan?" Angela asked frantically. "What's wrong?" She rushed down from the autopsy table and quickly came over to my side.

"I'm fine." I assured her.

"No, she's not." Booth asserted. "She nearly fainted again."

"Brennan," Angela sighed. "You're going to see Cam and stay there until she says you're ok." She put her hands on her hips, a very determined action. She was fully prepared to act upon her words.

"Ange," Hodgins said softly. He placed his hand softly on her shoulder. "Let Booth by." Angela moved and stood by Hodgins.

"Angela!" I protested. "You're being way too dramatic! I'm fine!"

"Hodgins, you, Zack, and I are going to warn this guy so get ready." Booth commanded.

"Really?" Hodgins and Zack asked, echoing each other.

"Really." Booth answered and we moved towards Cam's office. Cam was sitting in her desk and looked up when Booth came in.

"Is she ok?" Cam asked Booth.

"I'm fine!" I shouted for the last time.

"She almost collapsed." Booth explained, gently putting me on her couch. "I need you to look at her." Cam nodded and walked over to me and kneeled down.

"Are you feeling dizzy, Dr. Brennan?"

"No." I answered.

"Liar," Booth retorted.

"Booth," Cam warned. "Dr. Brennan, tell me the truth."

"I'm . . ." I looked up at Booth anxiously. I didn't like admitting that I had any weaknesses, especially in front of Booth. "Dizzy."

"Okay," Cam replied. She grabbed a little light out of her bag and flashed it in my eyes and it caused a searing pain in my mind. I quickly had my gaze to the floor. "You have light sensitivity too?"

"Yes." I answered. Cam looked up at Booth.

"She's definitely got a concussion." Booth and I sighed.

"What does she need to do?" Booth asked.

"Rest." Cam replied. "Stay and rest."

"I'll have Angela watch her." Booth replied.

"Good." Cam agreed. "I'll go get her." She walked out the door leaving Booth and I behind.

We didn't say anything for a few minutes.

"You're going to be ok," He finally said more to himself than to me.

"I know." I rubbed my hand and Booth noticed.

"You threw quite a punch." He said smiling. "What did Gambit say to you?"

"Nothing really." I answered quickly.

"But, what did he—?" Angela walked in with Cam.

"Hey Brennan," Angela greeted smiling. "I'm your prison guard for today." She seemed to be clearly happy that she was chosen for this duty. I, however, was not that happy with this whole situation. I wanted—no, needed to help prevent these murders and put the universes back in the right order.

"Watch her, Ange." Booth told her seriously.

"Relax, Stud," She said grinning. "She'll be fine with me." Booth nodded and walked out of the room, Cam behind him.

"Booth's worried." I said frankly.

"Well, sweetie, if he got a concussion you would be worried too." I folded my arms across my chest.

"I should be out there helping them."

"You'll help him when you're better." Angela answered. "By the way, who are those hot guys that were here? One of them wore a trench coat and the other was . . ." She got that dreamy look in her eyes when she was—crushing was the term, right?—on a man. "Really muscular."

I shut my eyes.

"I'm tired." I said drowsily.

"Then sleep, sweetie." She answered. "I'll be here when you wake up."

I gently drifted into the darkness of my mind.

Author's Note: So? Love it? Hate it? (I hope not!) Question for all of you: Would you like Angela and Logan to become an item or Angela and Hodgins? Let me know! And next chapter we'll catch up with Rogue who had Ms. Marvel's powers! Review please!