I'm sorry guys... things have been pretty crazy. And yeah... i have my reasons for not UDing. I hope you like it, even though it's short!
Chapter 28
She couldn't sleep, she couldn't eat, she couldn't even think. And that was the worst thing, she couldn't think and she couldn't do anything.
The most beautiful, loving six year old on this planet was in surgery, and they didn't know whether she would come out alive.
She sat in the waiting room, clutching Booth's hand her lighter than sky blue eyes watering with tears, staring straight ahead. Not seeing anything, nothing but Elena's smiling face in her mind's eye.
Booth was sat, his head resting in one hand, the other clutching Brennan's.
Nobody spoke, there was nothing left to say.
Angela sat on Brennan's other side, her head resting on her best friends shoulder, silently crying herself, eyes bloodshot. Hodgins sat on Angela's other side, and Cam was next to him. Each were lost in their own thoughts.
All of a sudden, Brennan shot up, "What's taking so long?" she asked, a hysterical edge to her voice. Booth got straight up after her, and grabbed her arm twisting her round and pulling her into a hug, she sobbed and he tightened his hold around her.
"Shush," he whispered softly, and she trembled in his arms, "She's going to be ok," he whispered again, "She will be."
The rest of them looked away, not wanting to intrude on the intimate moment passing between the two.
Booth gently guided her back to her seat, and Angela took her hand, "Sweetie, she really is going to be ok,"
"How can you know that Ange? It's not possible to-"
"Sweetie, sometimes not everything's rational; you can't compartmentalize and make sense of everything in this world. Sometimes you just have to believe," Angela said, her voice wavering a little.
Brennan searched her best friends sympathetic and upset eyes, but before she got the chance to reply a surgeon walked up to them, "Family of Elena Vanessa Pa-"
Brennan and Booth jumped up, "Yes,"
"Family?" He asked, suspiciously.
"Her family is dead, she's under our care," Booth said quickly, before Brennan hit the doctor.
"Ok, I'm sorry, her condition is extremely serious, but she's stable for now. The next twenty four hours are critical." He said solemn.
"Is she going to make it?" Angela asked, disbelief tainting her tone.
"I, I'm sorry but we don't know. The best we can do is monitor her progress very closely, if she wakes up within the next twenty four hours, we'll take it from there – if she doesn't, we'll have to think about-"
"We'll think about it when we have to," Booth said quickly.
"Can we see her?" Brennan asked softly.
"Ok, but no more than two in the room at a time,"
Brennan rushed past the doctor, but Booth hesitated, looking at the rest of her friends.
"Go, Seeley. Go." Cam said quietly.
He didn't look back as he raced after Brennan.
When he found her she was sat by Elena's bedside, her face tear stained, and her hand tenderly holding Elena's and stroking her hair back from her forehead. Booth went around the bed, to her other side, and took her other hand.
"She looks so small," Brennan whispered, still running her fingers through Elena's silky soft auburn curls.
Booth watched a she pressed a feather light kiss to Elena's forehead, and closed her eyes causing unshed tears to roll down her own face.
"Butterfly, I need you to wake," she said, her voice wavering. She open her eyes, and they both watched her, expecting that like magic she would wake up.
But she just stayed there, looking heartbreakingly beautiful, and small. And so very innocent.
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