Chapter Thirteen

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Temperance didn't know how long she'd been crying, but when she woke up again and looked into Angela's concerned eyes, she realized she must have passed out.

"Sweetie what did you tell him?" Angela's voice was soft as she spoke. She put her hand on her friends arm as Temperance tiredly sat up on the sofa.

Silence.

"That we're through, the partnership, everything…" Temperance whispered, afraid that if she spoke louder she would break down again.

"Oh sweetie, you've misinterpreted everything… he told me… he doesn't have a girlfriend, that girl was his crazy ex that want him back, he loves you Tempe, only you."

Temperance didn't look at her and Angela continued. She just had to make everything okay again. Temperance and Booth deserved to be happy, together!

"It's true, I've never seen that agent cry Bren, but when you told him he'd never see you again, he cried."

Angela's words had the effect she had been hoping for and Temperance looked up at her.

"Hey, go to him; don't let a stupid mistake ruin what you two have."

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Temperance felt a little better when she arrived at the hospital. She was tired, but after she'd managed to get some sleep, she wasn't totally exhausted.

Angela had informed her about the situation with Lisa and Temperance didn't have a choice but to believe her. But it didn't stop her from hesitating outside Booth's door. Should she really walk in like nothing had happened? He'd hurt her deeply, and she realized she'd hurt him too by her cruel words. With her hand on the door, Temperance stood there thinking. She'd been heartbroken the other night, after telling Booth it was over. Not that they had a relationship to start with, but she had to admit they were a lot more than partners and friends, and she'd admitted to Angela that she loved him…

Temperance took a deep breath and opened the door, she needed to talk to him, to make things right.

But when Temperance stepped into the room, it was empty.

"Booth?" she called out, even though she knew it was meaningless. What did she think - that he'd hid in the closet? Temperance stared at the empty place where the bed used to stand.

She didn't understand, where was he? Suddenly a thought struck her, they shouldn't have moved the bed unless he… Temperance shook her head refusing to think of it. Booth had to be alive, maybe they'd released him? She knew it was not rational to think that, but Temperance needed to hold on to something positive.

When she walked further into the room, she spotted something lying on the floor. She picked it up and was shocked to see it was a picture of her. It was taken in the lab and she was smiling at someone. She turned it and smiled sadly as she read the word written there, 'Bones'. It was written in red and a small heart drawn behind the name.

"Oh Seeley," Temperance mumbled. She put the picture in her pocket and ran out of the room. She grabbed the first nurse she ran into and started to question her. The nurse didn't know anything and hurried away. The same thing happened trice and Temperance started to get mad. She needed to know what happened to Booth, and she needed to know it now!

"Hey!" Temperance stopped the fourth nurse she saw and this time she did recognize the woman. "Where is Booth, has something happened, don't lie to me I want to know the truth."

The nurse looked confused for a while. "Dr Brennan?" she asked and received a quick nod.

Then she looked confused again. "What do you mean? Isn't Agent Booth in his room?"

"No."

The nurse looked more confused than ever when she turned and hurried away, Temperance followed.

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Temperance was forced to wait and she really hated to not be able to do anything. No one seemed to know what happened to Booth and Temperance started to feel scared.

All of the sudden her cell phone rang. "Brennan."

"Sweetie? Have you talked to him?" Angela's voice was soft as she spoke. "Hey it's gonna be alright, he loves you…"

"Ange, Booth is not here," Temperance said suddenly realizing how concerned she sounded.

"What? What do you mean not there?"

"I don't know!" Temperance almost yelled into the phone. "He's gone and no one knows what happened, I don't know how much more I can take, this is…" she cut herself off as she realized she's already said too much. Temperance sat down, leaning her head in her hand, sighing deeply.

"I'm on my way Bren, just hold on a little longer okay?"

Temperance knew her friend was worried about her. "You don't have…" she was cut off.

"Sweetie, I'm not letting you go through this alone, you're my best friend, I want to be there for you, got it?"

Temperance couldn't help but smile. "Yes… Thanks Ange."

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Booth's eyes slowly fluttered open. He was lying in a bed, the room was in complete darkness and his arms tied to the headboard of the bed. He groaned, squirming as the ropes cut into his wrists. His head hurt more than he could stand and he felt nauseous from all the pain. The air was thick with dust and there was a strange squeaking sound from outside the room.

"Bones?" Booth mumbled her name. He tried to look around, tried to find something familiar. The squeaking sound continued and Booth groaned. He was scared and in pain, and all he wanted to was to be back at the hospital. Booth closed his eyes, trying to ignore the headache. He had never felt lonelier than he did right now, Booth sighed miserably - if only Temperance had been there…

"Bones… Bones, please help me…"

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TBC.