*I was tempted after some of the reviews from the last chapter to add another chapter in between and make you wait for some of Booth's thoughts but since I already wrote it. Enjoy!

LOVE HEALS 14

Outside Brennen's hospital room everyone was looking in. Everyone that was except for Booth. Booth was, as expected, at her side. His chair was pulled up next to her bed and he held her hands in his.

The doctor's said that it would take a miracle for her to wake up. She had lost a lot of blood and was really beaten up. Not to mention who knew how long she had gone without any food or drink. There was nothing that anyone could do. Just wait. Wait and hope for a miracle.

Booth wasn't buying the whole sitting around and waiting bit. Not for Bones. Not for his Bones. She wouldn't just sit around and wait. She wouldn't not fight.

Somehow she would find a way. A way to survive. A way to come back to him. He would just stay there by her side, letting her know that he was there until she did.

If only he knew the words to say to bring her back. To help her fight. He knew he had the words inside but how to voice them. Could he actually voice them? Could he tell her what she needed to hear? In the past, he would just give her a look or her squeeze her hand and she would know what he was thinking.

Now that wasn't possible. She wasn't awake to see him or feel his touch. So how could she understand that he needed her? That he wanted her awake? That his life didn't mean anything without her? That he didn't want to go on if she wasn't there? That aside from Parker she was the most important person in his life.

He knew he would be able to move on without her. He would have Parker and the rest of the squints. But he also knew that without Bones he wouldn't want to be around them. He wouldn't want to go anywhere that reminded him of her. He wouldn't want to be around anyone that reminded him of her.

Was this how she had felt when she thought he was dead? Booth shook his head. He didn't even want to think about that. Bones was alive. She had to be. She had woken up to tell him that she knew that he would find her, so she wouldn't just give up right then and there. No, she would fight. She would come back to him.

The past couple of hours played through his mind. What she had been through… All three former agents were lucky that they were found while others were still around. If they hadn't been, then he definitely would have popped them one just for the sheer pleasure of it.

What Kyle had told him. He remembered studying the case at the academy. They made it a big priority because not only had it just happened. But the FBI had been critical in capturing Max and most of the others. Then, suddenly a bunch of information had gone missing. No one knew where it had gone. The survivors had refused to talk to the FBI. Saying that they didn't want to talk about it. The shrinks had refused to break confidence. Then even more quickly than the evidence had been taken, the files had all been sealed.

Now Booth and everyone else in the FBI knew why the teenagers wouldn't talk. There were three more that hadn't been caught. And those three were agents in the FBI. He couldn't blame them. What he didn't understand though was why after four years of knowing each other Bones hadn't told him. Why she hadn't trusted him with the details of what had happened to her as a child. Why she hadn't trusted him to take care of it.

And that hurt almost as badly as sitting there waiting for her to wake up. Praying that she would come back to him. He would welcome her back even if it meant that she would move on with Kyle. The guy obviously cared a lot about her. And he had been there for her through surviving what he could only begin to imagine she had been through. He had also told her that he was faking his death. He trusted her that much. And Booth knew that that trust meant a lot to Bones. Even though she had forgiven him for that, he still knew that she had been hurt.

Two weeks. As much as he didn't want to think about it. His mind was going there. What it must have been like for her, thinking he was dead. It had not quite been two hours and his insides were going all over the place. Was this what she had been going through? How had she survived it? How could he?

He groaned in frustration. There had to be something he could do. Some way to let her know that he was there. But she didn't understand his faith. So he couldn't reach her on that level. The only way she understood anything completely was through science. Through logic. So the question was how he could logically make her understand that she couldn't leave him.