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It has been two weeks since Booth had told me about his talk with Ortez. In those two weeks I had changed drastically. I was no longer the independent woman I used to be. I depended on Booth now. I depended on him to make me feel safe, to take me to and from work, and to be a friend or maybe more than a friend. I can still take care of myself, but he gives me that secure feeling. My day depends on whether or not his arm is around me in the morning and that scares me. What happened to the independent woman I used to be?

I know what happened to the independent woman I used to be, she left. She left when she found someone who really cared about her. Booth really does care about me, and I find myself caring about him. Things between Booth and I are doing good right now, but with the good comes the bad.

We have a huge case going on right now and I'm supposed to be examining the remains of one of the victims, but I'm not. I'm unfocused. Booth is at a crime seen without me and I'm worried. My mind keeps telling me that something terrible is going to happen to him. I try and hope that nothing awful will happen, as I regain focus on my work.

My focus doesn't stay long. My mind is drifting to any horrible scenario that it can think. I cringe at the thought of finding Booth dead or hurt. I can't accomplish anything if I'm worrying, but I can't stop worrying. I force myself after many failed attempts to get beck to work and stop worrying. Just as I finally convince myself that Booth will be fine my cell phone starts ringing and I become distracted yet again.

"Brennan," I answer. I'm really starting to sound like Booth, I think, as I answer my phone.

"Dr. Brennan, Agent Booth has been shot," The voice on the other line stated. I listen intently as he tells me what happened and where Booth was. I knew something was going to happen to him, my mind insisted on reminding me as I drove to the hospital. He had only been shot in the arm which I was thankful for, but I was concerned nonetheless.

His arm was in a sling when I spotted him. They had removed the bullet already when I was notified. I grabbed him in a tight hug as soon as I reached him.

"I was afraid that something like this was going to happen," I mumble into his shoulder. He wraps his uninjured arm around me.

"I'm okay Tempe," He said softly. I cry into his shoulder. "So you were worried about me?" He asks. I nod into his shoulder. "It's okay Tempe," He says. Some part of me hears him and knows that it's okay that he's okay, but the other part is still scared.

"There going to keep me here overnight for observations," I hear him say. "Tempe are you okay?" He asks. Why is he asking me if I'm okay he's the one who got shot? The question runs through my mind many times before I ask it.

"Why are you asking if I'm okay? You're the one who was shot," I answer.

"I'm worried about you Tempe. You haven't been getting any sleep with this case," He says.

"I'm fine," I tell him.

"You're not fine. I saw you fall asleep while standing up. If that's fine I want to know what not fine is," He says. I move my head from its position on his shoulder and I look him in the eye. Why does he have to do this? I resist the urge to smack him as I look into his eyes. He's right and I hate to admit it. I really haven't been getting enough sleep lately and I did doze off when I was examining those bones the other day.

"What do you want me to say Seeley?" I ask softly. He pulls me back to his shoulder.

"It's okay sweetie," He whispers. I snuggle my head deeper into his shoulder and drift off to sleep.

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