Alright, another chapter for my favourite people :)
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"Hey." Booth said quietly as he walked into her room.
"Hey." She replied half heartedly not looking at him. Her time alone had given her mind time to linger on Booth's death and her emotions had swirled and then fell, taking her mind down with them. She felt so hollow and helpless. The truth was, she had absolutely no idea how to save him. No idea whatsoever. She thought about telling him, but feared that he would just call her crazy. She contemplated locking him in a cupboard, but he was stronger than her. She thought about taking him on a spontaneous trip, but he would never let her out of the hospital in time. She was fighting a losing battle, but unlike Booth, she would survive.
"How are you feeling?" He asked calmly walking over to her and putting his hand lightly on her forehead to feel her temperature, but she pushed it away.
"I was in a car accident Booth, I'm not sick."
"Okay, I'm sorry." He said surprised at her reaction as he sat down in the seat beside her bed. "I just want to be sure that you are alright."
"I'm fine Booth, I just need to get out of here." Her eyes filled with tears as she crossed her legs and examined her hands, keeping her eyes from meeting his.
"I'm not getting you out of here. You need to rest and recuperate."
"No I don't, aren't you listening? I'm fine." She turned to him as she spoke her voice rising and tears falling down her pale cheeks.
He stood up at the sight of her tears and sat on the edge of her bed. "What's wrong Bones?"
She looked down at her hands again. "I need to get out of here."
"Can't you just stay here for tonight? The doctors need to watch you for a couple of days, you can't leave."
"Why is it so important to you that I stay?" She looked into his eyes, her anger surfacing again.
"I don't want you to get hurt. I want to be sure that you will be okay." His voice rose. Why was she being so stubborn about this?
"Oh, is that it. So you don't trust me, you don't believe me when I say I'm okay?"
"Of course I trust you, it's just..."
"What, Booth?"
He stood up and walked away from the bed, away from her. His hands on his head and his eyes closed thinking about how he could phrase his answer. Her eyes were on the back of his head, glazed with tears.
"What Booth?" She urged.
He spun around quickly, his arms falling to his sides and his hands forming into fists, his teeth grinding together before saying; "I trust you more than anyone in the world. I don't want you to leave because here it's safe. If anything happens to you there are people who can help because I can't Bones. I can't help you. And I hate that I can't save you from everything because... I love you. I love you so much and if I can't save the person I love then who can I save?"
There was a knock at the door and Angela entered with a smile that quickly left her face when she saw her friend's expressions.
"Am I interrupting something? Cause I can leave."
"It's fine Angela. I was just leaving." Booth left without another word, shutting the door behind him.
"What happened Sweetie?" Her voice was full of concern as she walked over to her bed and sat down, watching her friends tears fall down her cheeks. She swung herself around on the bed and hugged Brennan, stroking her hair. "It will be okay Bren. I promise."
-BONES-
For most people, rain is good. It makes plants grow and washes people's cars who can't be bothered to do it themselves. It provides a cool change and clouds cover the sky, shielding the sun's rays from the fragile earth. It pounds, rhythmically - sprinkles, lightly - drizzles, reluctantly. There are so many phases of rain, yet so few of forgiveness, of honesty.
For other people, rain is bad. It makes them wet and irritated. The loud drumming of the raindrops stops them from sleeping. The clouds covering the sky make the day dull and their moods to fall too depressed as they pray for the sun to come back and shed light on their day.
For Temperance Brennan, however, the rain had no effect on her. If she went out in it, she got wet and if she went to bed she would be able to sleep. But at that moment, the heavy rain was the least of her worries.
"Angela, you trust me don't you?"
"Yeah, Sweetie, of course" She looked at her friend, slightly puzzled by the sudden question after an hour of silence, but reassured by the fact that she was speaking. They were laying side by side on Brennan's bed, looking up at the ceiling – Brennan, deep in thought and Angela listening to the calming sound of rain.
"Do you think Booth trusts me?"
Angela gave her friend a surprised look. "Of course he trusts you, Bren. What's going on?" she asked watching the side of Brennan's face. When there was no reply she looked back towards the ceiling and spoke softly. "Booth would do anything for you. He would never lie to you or hurt you. He would never leave you. All he wants to do is protect you and he gets so obsessive because he doesn't want to see you get hurt. He blames himself, all the time. Like I have said before, he's your knight in shining FBI standard issue body armour and you're lucky to have him. We all are."
"Can you get me out of here?" Brennan asked seriously her eyes never moving from the ceiling.
"Why is it so important you get out of here?" Angela said softly however her demand to know the reason ever increasing.
Brennan closed her eyes tightly telling herself that this was the only way she could save Booth before turning to Angela with tears in her eyes. "Because he told me he loved me."
-BONES-
Angela's eyes widened as she shot up from where she lay, screaming for release papers. She practically sprinted out of the room to find the nurse in order to get Brennan out of there as soon as possible. She had no doubts that Booth and Brennan were meant for each other. They were the main reason she continued to believe in love after her and Hodgin's had broken up the first time and it was that continued belief in something so magical that allowed her to rekindle her relationship with Hodgin's and now she couldn't be happier.
Brennan sat up slowly on her bed, her back leaning on the headboard as she listened to Angela's abusive cries with amusement. For some reason she felt sad, but then she realized that Booth would die tomorrow and there was nothing she could do. She now knew that Booth loved her, but her rational mind told her that this wasn't like movies where love conquers all. The fact that he had voiced his feelings made it harder. He loved her back, she could be sure of that now.
Angela burst back into the room as tears fell gently from Brennan's eyes as she thought about what her life had come to and what it would become. Would she really run away from everything like Avalon had showed her? Would she leave her friends and family? Would she forget Booth? She knew the last question was silly. She could never forget Booth she would never want to, no matter how much it hurt.
Angela saw her friend's tears and immediately calmed from her rant. "One of the nurses is going to bring the papers in soon." She said crossing to the bed. "Bren, I know you like to bury your feelings, but if you are not going to go to Booth I am not going to sign you out. I know that might sound mean, but to be honest I am tired of both of you running from your feelings for each other. I know he loves you and I know you love him and I would hate to see you miss out on that. I know you don't really understand it, but take it from me; love is amazing at the very least. I am amazed every day about what love has to offer. Whether it is from Hodgin's, or my dad or you. Love just makes me feel wanted and whole. Sweetie, you are loved by so many people, but sometimes those people need to know that you love them in return."
Brennan nodded, wiping her eyes. "But what if I lose him Ange?"
"Sometimes you just have to take a chance. You have to use the time that's given to you, not throw it all away. It's never too late for love Bren, never too late."
"I love you Ange. You are the best friend I could ever ask for." She got off the bed and hugged Angela as her tears continued to stream. Angela hugged her back tightly as tears began to fall from her cheeks as well.
"I love you to too Bren."
They stood there comforted by their years of friendship until the nurse walked in with the papers and Angela jumped to retrieve them, signing quickly. She had to get Brennan out of there.
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