Argh. it's hard having two stories on the go at once. Damn you all for requesting continuations of Sleep and Gone! Only kidding. It's so flattering that you like the stories so much. Especially Gone coz I wrote that first chapter in like an hour.
Anyway, as you can see I've decided to continue both stories and will do for as long as the reviews come in and I have inspiration. I doubt they'll be very long like my main stories were (I'm still working on the third part of the If your world falls apart...and Relationships and Road trips stories) but I'll do my best to please all the shippers out there.
Enjoy the updates
CHAPTER TWO
Booth arrives at the hospital in the early afternoon, three days after Brennan woke from the coma. He had been there when she woke up and the feelings he had when she opened her eyes cannot be described. He thought he was going to lose her but she came back. All I have to worry about now is that she probably heard me telling her I was in love with her. So far Brennan has failed to mention it at all during his daily visits and Booth isn't sure if that's because she didn't hear it, she did hear it and doesn't feel the same or she did hear it, feels the same but is scared to admit it. I might never know.
When Booth walks into Brennan's room she up, dressed in black sweat pants with an overly large hooded sweater. She's packing her things into a small backpack.
"Bones. What's going on?" he asks. She slowly turns to face him.
"I'm going home." She states.
"Isn't it a bit soon?" Booth crosses the room to her side, seeing how tense she is.
"No. Dr Harris is happy to discharge me." She states. Her shoulders suddenly relax and she turns to face him. "I'm going crazy in here Booth." She tells him. "I need to be in my own home." Booth gives her shoulder a little squeeze.
"I'll give you a ride." He smiles. There's no point in arguing with her he knows. Booth hovers close by as Brennan packs away the last of the few items she had at the hospital. Angela had brought by some clothes and books because she knew Brennan would hate having to wear hospital gowns and would be bored.
Twenty minutes later Dr Harris arrives at Brennan's room with the paperwork. He passes her a form to sign which she does so without hesitation.
"Now Temperance, I can't stress how important it is that you spend the next three weeks resting." Dr Harris says. He's grateful Booth is in the room to hear this because he senses this woman is the type to ignore this advice. "No work and no strenuous activity. Your body needs time to recover. You may feel alright now but there's a lot of healing still going on."
"I promise." Brennan smiles.
"And don't be worried if you have a few bad headaches. Your brain was essentially damaged in the accident and the healing process can cause some pain. You've got a prescription for painkillers. Take them when you need to." Dr Harris adds. "And don't forget to make an appointment for a follow up scan in four weeks." he reminds her.
"I won't. Thanks for everything Dr Harris." Brennan goes to pick up the bag but Booth beats her to it.
"Yes, thanks Doc." Booth seconds Brennan's thanks and slings her bag over his shoulder.
"You're welcome. Goodbye now."
Outside Brennan's house, Booth jumps out the car and runs around to Brennan's side, pulling the door open before she has her seatbelt off. He grabs her bag from the back seat as she slides out and closes the door.
"Okay?" he checks. Brennan nods. She finds this caring side of Booth endearing. Maybe because he loves me she thinks. As they walk up the path, Brennan feels Booth's arm slip around her waist and his hand take her elbow.
"I'm not an invalid." She smiles. But it feels nice to have your arm around me she thinks.
"I know." Booth looks at the ground as they step up to the front door. He pulls her keys from his pocket. Brennan wonders why he has them but she's feeling a little tired and can't be bothered to ask. Booth unlocks her door and guides her inside with his hand on her lower back.
"Booth." She gasps when she sees her living room. The place is filled with flowers.
"I brought them round, they were taking up too much space in your office." He smiles. "Looks like you've got a lot of admirers." He grins. Brennan walks over to the first vase and looks at the card. She smiles when she sees they are from Zach and Hodgins. As she makes her way around the room she checks all the cards, seeing the people who care about her enough to send flowers.
"Wow." She gasps. the she sets sights on a single red rose in a tall thin vase. The card attached simply says 'Booth'. Brennan smiles inwardly.
"Okay, now you need to rest." Booth places her bag on the floor by the couch.
"Booth, please." Brennan rolls her eyes.
"No arguments Bones. Go lie down." he orders, pointing in the direction of the bedroom. "I'll come see you tomorrow." he says. "Call if you need anything." he says as he backs towards the door.
"Thanks Booth." Brennan says. "Drive safe." she adds as he walks out the door. She notices her stomach does a little flip and sink thing when he leaves. I don't really want him to leave she realises.
The next afternoon Booth rings Brennan's doorbell for the second time. She should be answering he thinks. Her car is here, she isn't supposed to be going anywhere or doing anything. He knocks hard on the door then tries the handle. It opens. She's home. Booth starts to worry about why Brennan didn't answer the door. He gets his answer a moment later when he walks through the house and reaches her kitchen.
"Bones." He gasps and rushes over to her. Brennan is slumped on the kitchen floor, her back resting against the cupboards. She looks pale and tired but a small smile tugs at her lips when she sees Booth. "What happened, are you hurt?" he asks as he kneels at her side. Brennan shakes her head. I knew I shouldn't have been cleaning she scolds herself. Too much too soon. Booth checks Brennan over himself, his eyes moving from her head down to her feet. Then he spots the vacuum cleaner in the corner and the dusters on the table.
"Bones, you're not supposed to be doing anything energetic." Booth tells her. "Let's get you to bed."
"No." Brennan says. "I'm tired of bed." She rests her head against he cupboard.
"Fine, I'll take you to the couch then. Either way you're not moving anywhere for the rest of the day." Shebraces her hand on Booth's shoulder, intending on using him to stand up. But Booth slips an arm under her legs and another across her back before she can move. Rising to his feet he lifts Brennan in his arms. He holds her close to his body and feels her head roll onto his shoulder. Looking down he can see her eyes almost closing. Booth takes the short walk to the couch then gently lays Brennan down. He brushes the hair from her face as she struggles to keep her eyes open.
"Bones, you have to listen to the Doctor. I know you want everything to go back to normal but it'll take time." He tells her as he sits on the edge of the couch looking down at her. His hand grasps hers and his thumb strokes over the palm of her hand. "I have to get back to work but will you promise me you won't move for the next couple of hours?" he asks.
"Fine." Brennan sighs. I couldn't move even if I wanted to. I'm too tired. Booth leans over and lays a gentle kiss on her forehead. He's a little worried about her but she looks like she's going to sleep for a while so he goes, promising her he'll come back when he can.
Late in the evening,Booth lets himself into Brennan's house. She isn't in the living room so he figures she's resting in bed. He places the groceries he picked up for her in the kitchen and walks through to the bedroom. Her door is closed so he knocks gently.
"It's Booth." He calls through. He gets no answers so he opens the door a little. The room is almost in darkness. He looks at the bed and sees Brennan curled up on her sidein the middle of the bed, her knees close to her chest.
"Bones?" he asks. She moans and opens her eyes. "What's wrong?" he asks as he rushes over to the bed.
"Headache." She whispers.
"Is it bad?" Booth asks. Brennan nods and closes her eyes again. "Did you take the painkillers?" he asks. She shakes her head. She's probably in too much pain to get up Booth realises. "Do you want me to get them for you?" he asks. Brennan nods. "I'll be right back."
Booth pours a glass of water and finds the painkillers out on the counter. Taking two out, he goes back to Brennan. He sits down on the bed next to her and places the water on the table. She drags herself up, her hand flying to the side of her head. Booth instinctively reaches out and runs his hands through her hair. Brennan takes the pills Booth passes to her and swallows them. Booth then passes her the water and she takes a sip. Exhausted, she slumps back. Booth doesn't know what else to do. He can see she's in pain but he can't do anything to take it away.
"Can I do anything?" he asks quietly. Brennan's answer surprises him.
"Hold me." She whispers. Booth doesn't move for a moment, taken aback by Brennan's request. But gathering his senses he turns around and moves further onto the bed. He gathers Brennan in his arms and lets her sink into him, her head resting on his chest and her arm grasping the fabric of his shirt over his stomach. He rubs gentle circles on her back and strokes her hair, feeling somewhat helpless. He feels more helpless when moments later he hears quiet sobs coming from Brennan. Looking down he sees tears falling down her cheeks.
"Oh Bones." He whispers. He leans down and kisses the top of her head. "It's okay. It's okay." He tells her. She continues to cry for some time and Booth feels nothing but helplessness. All he wants is to make her better but he can't. After about an hour Booth realises the crying has stopped and Brennan is asleep. Her breathing is rhythmic and her grip on his shirt has loosened. Not wanting to disturb her, Booth doesn't move. She needs rest he tells himself.
Several hours later Brennan wakes from her sleep. The headache that immobilised her earlier has all but gone. She also realises she's still lying in Booth's arms. I can't believe I asked him to hold me. Lifting her head from his chest she looks up and sees his eyes are closed. But he isn't asleep. His eyes open and those chocolate brown eyes meet hers.
"Feeling better?" he asks. Brennan nods.
"Thank you." She whispers. Booth doesn't reply, he just gives her a squeeze.
"Do you need anything?" he asks. She shakes her head then pushes on Booth to sit up. "Easy Bones." He laughs as she nearly winds him.
"Sorry." She grins. Then she looks at the clock. "Is that the time?" she asks. Booth glances at the clock and nods. 11pm. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to keep you here." she apologises.
"It's alright Bones." Booth assures her. "I probably should go though." He sits up straight and makes a move to leave. I don't want to leave he thinks. Please ask me to stay.
"Okay." Brennan moves across the bed and finds her feet. She braces her hand on the dresser for support as she still feels a little shaky. Those painkillers are strong. Booth rises from the bed, rubbing his eyes as he walks around it to the door. Brennan follows and walks him to the door. As Booth steps out she calls to him.
"Yeah?" he asks. Is she going to ask me to stay? He wonders.
"Thanks for staying." She smiles.
"Any time Bones." His heart sinks. "I'll come by tomorrow afternoon okay." He tells her. She nods and watches him walk down the path. She wants to ask him to stay but she can't bring herself to ask him. They haven't spoken about his little confession which she's pretty sure he knows she heard and she's worried if she asks him to stay they'll get into a discussion about it and she's not sure she wants to go there just yet.
Booth spends the next day at work in a daze. He swings by the Jeffersonian to pick up some lab results from Hodgins. Despite Brennan being off, his work continues and with the help of Dr Goodman , Booth's cases are still being looked into.
"Hey Seely." Angela greets him with a smile when he walks in.
"Angela." He grins.
"How's Brennan?" she asks.
"She's okay." He sighs. "She had a bad headache last night."
"You were over?" Angela asks.
"I stopped by with some groceries." Booth explains.
"How is she today?" Angela probes, wondering if Booth stayed over.
"I don't know, I haven't spoken to her today." He says. Angela actually feels her heart sink. She heard Booth confess his love for Brennan in the hospital room and she thought for sure they would have done something about it by now.
"I'll call her later." Angela says. "Uh Hodgins has those results for you. He's hiding from Dr Goodman down the hall." She grins.
"Goodman giving him grief?" Booth asks with a laugh in his voice.
"You know it." Angela laughs back. As Booth turns to leave, Angela can't help but blurt out what she knows.
"I heard what you told her." she says. Booth stops in his tracks and turns around.
"What?" he asks.
"I heard you tell her how you feel." Angela says less than tactfully.
"You heard." Booth nods.
"Does she know?" Angela asks. Booth stays silent for a minute.
"I don't know." He shrugs. "She heard me telling her about getting a puppy for Parker but she hasn't said anything about…that."
"You need to tell her properly." Angela tells him.
"Maybe. But now isn't the time." Booth says.
"Don't leave it too long Booth." Angela warns. Booth nods and carries on to see Hodgins. She's right but how can I bring it up? Booth wonders. What if she didn't hear that part and I make a fool of myself?