"You can't help me, Booth, this is something I have to do alone,"
Booth sat up, sweat pouring from his head as he looked around. He was sat in his own bed, the curtains were closed tight and the room was covered in darkness. His clothes stuck to him, sweat pooled around his kneck and armpits. The voice; it sounded so real, so close. He took a deep breath, he realised he was shaking and got up. He made his way to the bathroom, he decided to have a shower before going back to the hospital.
After he had a shower and got dressed, he grabbed his keys and made his way to his SUV. He climed inside and shoved the key in the ignition, twisted it and listened as the engine roared. He pulled out onto the road and began to drive in the direction of the hospital. He still couldn't get Temperance's voice out of his head, it was like she was lay right besides him. He couldn't remember anything else, there was no dream that led up to it - it was just her voice that suddenly spoke in his head. He gripped onto the steering wheel harder, his knuckles turned white and his fingers became numb. Booth's head began to spin, he felt dizzy and he knew that a headache was creeping upon him.
He pulled up in the hospital carpark, he got out of his car and slammed the door shut. He quickly rushed inside, his urge to see Temperance had grown and he now hated himself for leaving her. He was so into his own thoughts, he didn't realise Hodgins calling his name.
"Booth, man! How are you doing ?" asked Hodgins, staring at him with concerned eyes.
"Fine, what are you doing here so early ?" questioned Booth.
"Angela never left last night. She stayed with her," smiled Hodgins, patting Booth on the shoulder.
Booth nodded, thankful that Temperance hadn't been left alone.
"Im going to the cafeteria, you want anything ?" asked Hodgins.
Booth knew he should of asked for a coffee, but he shook his head. Hodgins frowned, patted his shoulder and continued walking down the corridor. Booth watched him go, it was ironic how dry his mouth had become. He continued to walk down the corridor, he felt the coldness claw at him as he walked closer and closer to his Temperance's room.
He pushed open the door quietly and stepped inside the room. Angela turned around and smiled at him, her hand was holding onto Temperance's.
"Angela, thank you," smiled Booth, taking the seat besides her which he presumed was Hodgins' chair.
"For what, sweetie ?" asked Angela.
"For never leaving her," whispered Booth.
"You know I never would," replied Angela, taking his hand in hers.
They sat in silence, each in their own thoughts. Booth wondered if he should tell Angela about his dream, that he heard Temperance whisper to him while he was asleep. He knew she would be sympathetic and understand, he wondered if the same thing had happened to her; that Temperance had appeared in her dreams. However, Angela wondered if she should tell Booth her secret, but how could she tell him before Hodgins ? She didn't want to cause a fuss, which she knew what would happen when she told Hodgins. Booth would understand and be sympathetic.
"Booth-"
"Angela-"
They both looked at each other and grinned.
"You go first," smiled Angela, letting go of his hand and Temperance's.
"I heard her, last night whilst I slept. She said 'You can't help me, Booth, this is something I have to do alone,'" whispered Booth.
"Sweetie, she's right. We can't help her, its something that our help can't fix," sighed Angela.
"Your right. What were you going to say ?"
Angela took a deep breath.
"Booth, Im pregnant," mumbled Angela, not looking him in the eye.
"Pregnant ?" asked Booth quietly.
Im so sorry its so short! I wanted to leave it on a cliffhanger! :) Reviews are appreciated and thank you for getting me past 100! x