"You're bleeding."
Bones looked down and saw the blood stain, about a quarter of a foot across, on the sheet, and blood was smeared on both her and Booth's thighs. Booth watched as the color drained from Bones' face at the reality of what the bleeding might signify.
"We have to go to the hospital right now, Bones."
Bones nodded, tears welling in her eyes.
"Everything is going to be okay. We just need to get you and the babies checked out," Booth soothed, "How are you feeling otherwise?"
"I have some mild uterine cramping," Bones explained.
"Okay. Let me just grab something for you to put on," Booth said, as he pulled on a tee shirt and shorts.
Booth disappeared into her bedroom. From a basket of clean, unfolded laundry, he grabbed a tee shirt and pajama pants then headed into the bathroom.
"Bones, where do you keep your, um, feminine products?"
"In the vanity, top drawer on the left," she replied.
While Booth retrieved the aforementioned items, Bones glanced over at the clock. 7:25. With the blissful beginning to the morning, she'd forgotten that it was Thursday morning.
"Okay, why you don't you put these on, then we will go," Booth said, placing the items on the bed.
Bones nodded and quickly dressed. Booth grasped her hand as they walked out her door, down the steps, and into his SUV. Booth immediately turned on the siren. With one hand, he gripped the steering wheel, while with the other, he clutched Brennan's hand.
When they were nearly at the hospital, Bones let out a sob, "I can't lose them, Booth."
"You won't, baby, you won't," Booth said, and God, he hoped he was right.
Booth parked in the ambulance bay, while the paramedics shouted to him that he could not park there. He didn't care how expensive the ticket might be or if he was towed for that matter. Booth rushed to the passenger side of the SUV and took Brennan's hand to help her out of the car. Normally, he would have been pleased that Bones hadn't fought his attempts at being a gentleman. However, today, her acquiescence only spoke to how frightened she was.
After passing through the doors of the ER, Booth told Bones to sit down, kissed her softly on the forehead, and approached the receptionist.
"I need a doctor right now. My w-," Booth stopped himself. Had he almost just called Bones his wife?
"Sir? What is wrong with you wife?" the confused receptionist asked.
"My girlfriend," Booth said gesturing to where Bones was sitting, "she's fourteen weeks pregnant and bleeding - a lot."
"Okay, fill this out," she said handing Booth a clipboard, "and bring it up to the representative in number three. Then, the triage nurse with see your wife, girlfriend - whatever."
Booth rejoined Bones. Her hands shaking, Bones filled out the paperwork, while Booth continued to reassure her. Booth handed the completed paperwork to the representative.
Fifteen minutes later, they still sat in the waiting room. Booth glanced over at Bones. The look in her eyes reminded him of when they'd found a pool of blood in her apartment and didn't know if it belonged to her brother. Booth would do anything to never see that expression in her beautiful eyes again.
An irate Booth approached the receptionist, "She needs to see someone now."
"Sir, a trauma just came in, it will be -."
Booth stepped a little closer to the unfortunate receptionist, "She could be bleeding to death for all we know," he hissed.
"Sir, please sit down. Someone will be with you and your girlfriend soon."
"Look, if I wasn't an FBI agent and didn't have a siren on my vehicle, I would have called an ambulance."
"I'm sorry. There isn't anything else I can do."
Booth sighed, "Do you know who she is?"
The receptionist shook her head.
"Temperance Brennan. The forensic anthropologist. The mystery writer."
The receptionist's eyes widened in recognition.
"This hospital would be really sorry if anything happened, because we had to wait so long."
"I'll – I'll see what I can do."
Within five minutes, Bones was called back to the triage area. After the nurse did her initial assessment, she was brought into a room.
"Change into the gown and someone will be in in a few minutes to do an ultrasound."
Bones did as instructed, quickly changing into the paper grown. The next five minutes seemed like the longest in Booth and Brennan's life.
"Hi, I am Wendy. I am going to do an ultrasound to check on the pregnancy. I am going to pull up your gown."
Bones nodded, "Okay."
As Wendy pressed the ultrasound transducer to Brennan's stomach, Booth held Bones' hand tightly with one hand and stroked her forehead with the other. Wendy was silent for a few uneasy moments then she turned on the Doppler.
Booth looked over at Bones then they heard the sweet sound of two steady heartbeats.
Booth let out a heavy sigh, "Oh, thank God!"
"Both heart beats are strong. Everything looks good on the ultrasound, Ms. Brennan. The resident will be in to see you soon."
"Thank you," Booth said, when Bones didn't respond.
"Hey, are you okay?" Booth asked Bones once Wendy had left the room.
Bones chewed on her lower lip, trying to hold back the flood of tears.
"I was so terrified of losing something I don't even have," Brennan said choking back a sob.
Booth moved from the chair and sat on the corner of the narrow hospital bed.
He placed his palm on her cheek and said, "Just because you don't have a baby in your arms doesn't mean that they aren't already yours, that you don't love them."
Bones nodded, finally allowing the tears to stream down her face.
Taking both of her hands in his, Booth continued, "Every time I catch a glimpse of your stomach, I think about how, in six months, we will be holding two tiny little babies. Our babies."
Bones smiled, wiping tears from her cheeks.
"You know what I think about most?" Booth asked, leaning his forehead against hers.
"What?" Bones asked lifting her eyes to his.
"The first time that one of our sons or daughters calls you "mommy". I can't wait to see the pure joy on your face."
With Booth's word, the floodgate of tears burst. Booth wrapped his arms around Bones.
Booth gently rubbed her back, and she rested her head on his shoulder.
"Shhh, it's gonna be okay, Bones. You heard the nurse; both of the babies' heartbeats were strong. We are going to find out what is causing the bleeding and do whatever needs to be done."
Booth felt Bones nod against his shoulder, "I am going to be here for you no matter what. We are in this together, Bones. Partners."
Bones lifted her head from his shoulder, "No, Booth. We're more than partners."