Chapter Twelve - I Have Booth


The rain was getting worse every minute that went by. Brennan sat in the passenger's seat, quiet like usual. She stared out the window, everything about this case seemed to get harder and harder to explain. She took in a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. She glanced at Booth, smiling she thought. 'Should I tell him about the evidence found of the recording device?' She turned her attention to the window again; she began to bevy her feelings as one, realizing just what she heard. 'I do need Booth's help.'

She bit her lip. "Booth,"

"Yeah Bones?" he said focusing on the road.

"Do you think it is possible that a jealous woman killed Sully?" she hesitated.

Booth turned facing her. "What are you talking about Bones?"

She was hesitent. "Angela wanted me to listen to what was on the tape and-" she responded looking down at her cast.

"Bones"

"Yes." was all she could say. Brennan felt her heart race, she felt her insides burning causing her to blush.

"Bones are you ok?" he asked as his eyes were fixed on the road. He knew she was going to be strong, he just knew it.

'I have Booth.' she kept repeating herself over and over again. "I heard Sully's voice on the recording device." her voice broke and the tears began to fall down her face.

"And," Booth said gently.

She didn't look at him, but sobbing quietly. 'I have Booth.' She looked up, and felt herself becoming stronger. "Sully was fighting with a woman, I think her name was Izzie," Brennan finally looked at Booth, with puddles in her eyes. "she said she was going to kill me because Sully still loved me."

Booth watched her; he was now turning to get into the hospital parking lot, and found a decent parking spot. When the car stopped he wrapped his arms around her tightly. "Temperance, it's going to be ok." he said it so passionately that she just sobbed into his jacket. Her forehead gently rested on his shoulder, her tears flowing down to her cheeks. Looking at her with love, Booth kissed her head, and then her cheek gently; he whipped the tears away so gently that she only blushed with a response to his touch. She rubbed her head on his forehead laughing softly.

She started to gather herself. He wanted her to start bicker with him; which he did find that cute. "You know we still can uh…." She laughed, and finally looked him in the eyes. To his surprise they glittered with love. "get things done right now-" she shut him up by kissing him deeply with passion. 'I have Booth, I don't need Sully.'

"Booth." she said as their lips departed after a few minutes.

"Yeah?" he said looking into her eyes.

"Did the suspect tell you who the woman was?" Brennan asked slightly concerned.

"No, he didn't," he was angry at himself for not getting it out of Jonnie. "you know Bones; I think we will get it out of him."

She nodded, and kissed him one last time. "We have to be more professional, if we want to kiss in public."

Booth laughed getting out of the car.

"Why are you laughing?" she demanded.

"Bones," he said going closer to her.

Their eyes couldn't help but to give what their hearts desired to hear. He looked at her with that same charm smile that she loved so much. She blushed, as her eyes never left his.

"When two people are in love," he wanted her to know just how much he really did love her then and there. "the world seems to stop."

She glared at him, "How do you know that Booth," she demanded. "what are you a psychic now?" she said unsympathetically. She looked down, and began to calm down.

"No, but please just listen to me." he saw a smile come off the corner of her mouth; he knew she was agreeing with him. "When two people are in love, the only thing that matters is keeping that one you love safe and happy."

She smiled and finally looked at him. Just has they both knew it their bodies met in that embrace; they kissed again softly this time. 'I have Booth.'


The hospital was quiet like usual, with all the people around the corners this way and that. Some of them were happy, and some of them were sad. Brennan tried to smile, but she couldn't bring herself to, because she hated hospitals so much. She quickly grabbed Booth's hand, as a huge smile emerged from his lips.

She couldn't help but to like to hold his hand. He was warm hearted and loving. She felt safe around him, and so secure that she took all of the friendly stares around her.

Booth let go of her hand, and began to talk to the woman at the front desk.

"Can I help you sir?" she asked friendly.

"I am Special Agent Seeley Booth," he cleared his throat and glanced at Bones. "and this here is Dr. Temperance Brennan from the Jeffersonian." he looked around the room and lowered his voice. "My partner and I have been wondering if we can have a little chat with the woman that came here a few hours ago." He could see that she was hesitant.

"He means the woman that was brought here by the FBI." said Brennan.

"I am afraid I cannot." she said sadly.

"What is so wrong with talking to someone. You shouldn't jeopardize someone's desires to at least talk to someone." Brennan asked quickly. "you should let-"

"Bones." Booth said calmly raising his hand firmly up into the air. He turned to her and smiled. "Let me handle it."

She nodded and started to listen, she was watching the woman curiously.

Booth turned his attention back to the woman at the front desk. "I know she is protected by the FBI, but-"

Brennan cut him off, "We just wanted to ask her some questions that may lead her to how she was knocked out unconscious. Could you please just give us the room number that she is staying in?" she asked coldly but rationally.

"Alright she is down to your left in room 526." she said filling out paperwork that was in front of her.

"Great thanks." Booth said putting a hand on Brennan's back. "Come on Bones, shall we?" he asked.

She smiled, as they both were going to talk to the woman for the first time.


"So boss, do you think those FBI will ever find out the truth?" Will said curiously, looking into her eyes.

She was beautiful, her red hair shined along with her demonic personality, and her obsession with men. She looked at him coldly making her way into her bed, she was exhausted from working all day. She scowled and just put her hands over her face.

"So, what happened to you today?" he asked trying to make her talk to him.

She got up and started to unbutton his shirt. "I don't want to talk about those people right now, just make love to me." she demanded.

"All right." he said slyly, he was beginning to take her shirt off as well; and with that she knew exactly what she was going to do to Brennan.


The woman lied motionless in her bed, her body looked broken, her face swollen and along with that she had a concussion. Her beautiful reddish blond hair was lying on her right shoulder gently. Her face seemed crushed, but somewhat beautiful. Booth and Brennan began to walk into her room slowly. Brennan stopped while she watched Booth go closer to the woman, pity filled her heart just watching her lie there in pain.

"Booth.." Brennan said softly; she said trying to grasp his attention.

He looked at Brennan and smiled faintly; he knew she hated to see the woman in such pain. "Ma'am." he said quietly.

She opened her eyes. "Where am I?" she asked in pain.

"Your injuries were caused by someone who attacked you on a boat." Brennan said gradually going closer to her partner. "Do you remember anything?"

She tried to sit up, but failed to accomplish that. She then noticed that they both had injuries of their own. "What happened to you two?" she asked gravely.

Booth and Brennan looked at each other and nodded. "That's not important, what is important is trying to catch the guy who did this to you."

"Woman." she corrected.

Brennan reacted differently then Booth. 'Wait!'

She studied the way Brennan's arm was moving close to her stomach, and how Booth's arm was down to his side. She tried to smile but her mouth was hurting too much. "Alright," she said looking at Brennan. "your ulna must be broken, because the way it is close to your side. Like someone or something crushed it. It might have been too strong because it is fractured." She studied Brennan's reaction steadily.

"And your shoulder must have been fractured by a bullet of some sort. Maybe it popped out of place somehow."

Booth and Brennan felt speechless. They looked at each other rather then looking at the woman.

"Bones?" he could see in her eyes that she was beginning to put the pieces of the case together.

"That's very good. How did you know?" she asked, but…. 'How did she know that? She must be an anthropologist or a grad student.'

She looked down, and then back up at Brennan. "I could tell by the way you two are moving your shoulder and arm. You two must have fractured them. "

"That is interesting." Brennan said looking at Booth and then at the woman. "Are you an anthropologist?" Booth studied Bones' reaction, and he already knew what was on her mind.

She looked down, and then back at Brennan. "I am a grad student at the Jeffersonian, and my name is Aubrey Eddy."


Hey guys sorry for delaying this chapter. This one was hard to come up with because I was trying to see what I should do with the situation. But, I guess you should know by now who is getting every ounce of the truth. Please stay tune, and remember reviews are always loved.