As he shoved his cell phone into his pocket, he noticed the slightly alarmed look on the nurse's face and became extremely nervous at just approaching her. "Mister Booth? She's woken up, and she won't let anyone touch her until she sees you."

"I don't understand." He said, following the nurse toward the elevator.

"She woke up on our way to x-ray… and was very upset. She was insisting that you had been shot, and she needed to see you. Her blood pressure had risen considerably, and she was trying to move, until someone said they'd get you." She said, stepping into the elevator, she pressed the button as soon as Booth entered behind her.

"She knows I was shot, she saw me right before she fell asleep." Booth insisted, sighing in concern as he felt his fingertips drumming on his leg.

"She had a pretty bad knock to the head, she's probably just disoriented, but we figured that if she saw that you were okay, she would calm enough to get the x-ray done." She said, seeing the fear lining the man's face, she gave him a slight smile. "It's typically a temporary thing. High stress situation, with the blow to the head, something pretty hard had to have hit her for it to be anything to worry about." She said.

"Yeah, well… chances are, it was my elbow that hit her in the head." He said, stepping out in front of the nurse as soon as the elevator doors opened. Immediately, he could hear Temperance's voice, demanding that the nurses not touch her. She sounded incredibly upset, her voice was strained, and it was obvious that the pain was affecting her. He walked around the corner and could see the nurse holding her shoulder, talking softly to her.

"I just need to see him." She said desperately.

"Is this him, Ms. Brennan?" The nurse asked, giving Booth a desperate look as he approached nervously.

"Bones, are you still giving them a hard time?" Booth asked nonchalantly as he walked up to the bed, hearing her gasp slightly as her eyes rolled lazily to meet his.

"You're alive." She said with tears in her eyes as he reached down and touched her forehead with his thumb, looking to the nurse to dare her to say anything about him touching her.

"I'm as alive as I can be with all of this going on… what are you doing to these poor nurses?"

"You were shot." She whispered. "I saw you get shot."

"I had my vest on, Bones," he said. "I'm okay. Just a scratch on the arm." He said, holding his arm with the bandage so she could see.

"I can't feel my legs." She whimpered.

"I know… I know, we already went over this, baby…"

"Baby." She gasped. "The baby."

"Bones, relax… they're going to do an x-ray first… see if there are any fractures to your vertebrae. If they can determine it from that, they won't do a CT scan, but they may insist on an MRI." He sputtered out all of the technical jargon that he could remember the doctor saying to him not too long before.

"I love you." She whimpered.

"I love you too, baby."

"I'm scared, Booth." She whispered.

"I know, baby, but we're all going to be okay. There is one thing that you need to do for me, okay? Can you do that?"

"What?" She whispered, the fear in her eyes was almost too much for him to take, she had to be absolutely terrified.

"I need you to keep telling yourself over and over that I'm okay… that I'm safe, okay? Can you do that? Can you remember that I am okay?"

"You're okay." She said, watching him with her eyes, though she couldn't nod her head, he could see the affirmation in her eyes.

"I'm okay, Bones… I'm alive, and I'm okay… and you're going to be okay." He whispered.

"You don't know that."

"Just say it over and over, Bones…" He whispered. "Can you do that for me?"

"You're okay… Booth is okay." She mumbled to herself, her eyes wandering for a moment as he watched her for a second. "Hey." She said, focusing on him for a moment, he gave her a lopsided smile, the strength in her voice was surprising.

"Hey, what?" He whispered, his finger still on her forehead as she stared at him for a moment as if she had forgotten what she was going to say.

"If you're going insist on sharing my bedroom with me, perhaps we should get married or something." She said so nonchalantly, that he wasn't even sure if he had heard her correctly.

"Bones." Booth said, a chuckle in his voice at her straight forwardness.

"I don't know where that idea came from." She mumbled. "My head hurts."

"Bones?" He said, getting her attention back on his face. "I'll marry you when all of this is over with… but you really, really need to get this x-ray done with… so we can find out what's going on with you."

"You're okay?" She whispered.

"I'm okay." He said, watching her eyes clear slightly. "I'm alive, I'm okay…"

"Good." She muttered.

"And Bones." He whispered, watching her attention go on him for a second as they burned into his. "I asked you first." He winked as her brow furrowed. "I love you." He leaned down and kissed her nose. "I'm okay."

"You're okay." She whispered, as Booth stood up straight and nodded toward the nurses, and with a quick squeeze of her hand, they were carting her into radiology.