A month had past and Tempe's memory stayed lost, only a few surfaced in the short time. Booth was no closer to finding out who had hurt Tempe, but was determined as ever. Over the last month their relationship had grown a little more, they spent more time together and talked about everything.
It was late one night when Tempe opened the front door to her house and walked in. the room was dark and her mind flooded with thoughts, déjà vu ruled her mind and she felt as if her life had been like this before.
She slowly walked into the kitchen as her mind began to make sense of everything. She froze upon entering the living room and turned feeling something behind her. Her mind blacked out and she saw herself walking into the kitchen again, light from outside told her it was around noon.
She watched herself walk into the kitchen, acting as if nothing was wrong, suddenly she feel to the floor, blood coming from a wound in her head. She watched in horror as the blood splattered onto the walls and she tried to get up. After a few minutes she saw herself on her hands and knees, only to be kicked down by her attacker.
Tempe looked over to the man beating her, but the face was too blurry to make out. She looked back down to herself on the floor and watched as she tried to roll over; she was rewarded by being repeatedly being kicked in the ribs and soon in the face. She threw her arms up to defend her face, but soon her arms fell to her side and she watched as her face was beaten over and over again.
"By the time anyone finds you…" the voice spoke getting up and looked down at her. "You'll be dead." One last kick was made at the side of her head and she watched as she lay there bleeding and unconscious, finding every breath harder to take.
Suddenly her mind replayed the scene and she found herself again walking it to the kitchen only to be hit on the back of the head again. She tried to close her eyes and take the image away, but found it hard seeing as how her mind was replaying the memory.
"Temperance?" the voice whispered behind her making her jump and scream at the sound. "Wow, Tempie, it's ok, it's just me."
Tempe turned around to see David standing a few feet from her, the light in the kitchen had been turned on and he starred at her oddly.
"Are you ok?" he asked walking to her side.
"I'm fine." She lied and turned to her room.
"Wait! Tempie, why don't you and I watch some TV?" he asked trying to get her to stay. "I mean we don't spend much time together any more and I want to be apart of your life and memory."
Tempe stood there confused, she didn't want to be with him, and she wanted Booth. He could help her with the new information and keep her company, but she also knew David was her husband.
"ok." she said walking over to the couch.
David turned the TV on, then sat on one side of the couch while Tempe sat on the other, it wasn't long before sleep over came her and David found himself a pillow to Tempe. He smiled down at her and pushed her hair behind her head. He began to wonder when her memory would come back fully and whether or not things would be better between them.
It was early the next morning when Tempe woke up to the smell of pancakes cooking. The aroma invaded her nostrils, coaxing her to opened her eyes and take in her surroundings. Upon regaining consciousness she found herself on the couch, upon closer inspection she found she had slept there the whole night, no doubt in her mind, with David.
"Good morning sunshine, the earth says 'Hello'." He said happily from the kitchen.
"I don't know what that means." She said looking to him oddly as she got off of the couch.
"It means good morning." He said smiling at her.
"Oh well…good morning to you too." She said walking over to him.
After breakfast, Tempe went to work and studied a few case files Booth had brought her from his office, he was hoping she would recognize her attacker and be able to identify him, but no such luck. After work, Booth dropped her off and home and told her that if she needed anything to call.
As she entered the house again, the feeling overwhelmed her. She saw herself again being attacked on the floor, the blood splattering on the walls to her side, the impact her head had on the floor. She was lucky to be alive. A new addition came with this memory as she found herself reaching for her phone and dialing a number.
"Booth, help." She had whispered faintly before a swift kick came to her side. Her whole body moved with the force and she tried to get up, only to be knocked down again.
Suddenly, the memory faded and she found herself repeating the action, walking into the kitchen only to fall to the floor. It stopped there only to repeat again. Tempe's memory ended and as she entered the kitchen the feeling became too real and as she turned to stop the hit in her memory she ended up stopping a hammer to her head.
Suddenly Tempe was faced with a real life attacker, the one in her memory no longer existed just in her head, but now was real and standing before her very being. As the hammer made contact with her hand she felt the bones brake and tried everything not to scream at the pain.
The hammer was taken from her and thrown to the side as her attacker grabbed her and threw her against the wall, the lights going on in the process. Looking to the man she found him coming at her with a metal object and she soon found it embedded into her stomach, the slick texture was half in and half out of her and as it was pulled out, her body jerked from the force and she watched as her blood fell from the tip.
"Why won't you die?" the man spat in her face.
"How…could…you?" she asked finding it hard to breath.
"You refuse to die." He whispered in her ear.
Tempe sunk to the floor gripping her stomach, trying to keep the blood from spilling out. The man turned his back to her for a moment and she took the opportunity. She fought the pain and jumped up, hitting him over the head with a chair from the table. As he fell to the floor, she ran to her purse and pulled out the phone, dialing a number.
"Booth." The voice said on the other end.
"HELP!" she cried dropping the phone and falling to the floor as the hammer was hit against the back of her skull.
As she hit the floor she could tell she was bleeding badly from the back and the bleeding from her stomach wasn't looking to well for her. The room started spinning from the amount of blood lost and she found it hard to stay awake, but knew she had to. She knew she couldn't let the man win.
"How could you?" she spat out trying to stand, resting her back against the wall, it was now covered in her blood.
"I believe the question is 'how could you'?" he asked walking over to her and pulled her face close. "How could you cheat on me?"
"I NEVER LOVED YOU DAVID!" she yelled, clutching her stomach from the pain it brought.
"Well then if I can't have you, nobody can." He said and raised his hand to hit her, however her knee came up, kicking him in between his legs, he fell to the floor screaming in pain.
Soon Tempe was at his side, kicking him repeatedly in the ribs, she could tell a few were broken almost instantly. She stood at his side trying to kill him or hurt him the best she could, but soon she had to stop, the pain in her stomach was too much and the headache was becoming unbearable. As she rested her back against the wall she saw David get off of the floor, bleeding and withdraw a gun from his pocket.
Tempe froze looking at the gun, it was pointed at her. Soon the door busted open and she saw Booth rush in, gun held out and aiming it at David's head.
"Let her go!" he yelled.
"I'm glad you're here you can watch her die, then join her." David said pointing the gun to Booth.
"Temperance! NO!" Booth yelled as Tempe tried to tackle David down, but she saw him face her, the gun lowered a bit, but not by much.
Tempe fell to the floor as she heard a gun shot. She wasn't sure who had fired it, or who had been fired at, but she knew she was shot. The pain ran along her body and she could feel the blood leaking out of her. She didn't know where she was shot at, but knew it would be long before she found out.
Booth rushed to Tempe's side as David fell to the floor, he held her close calling in a paramedic, it would be a miracle if she lived and he knew it. The gash in her stomach was deep, the wound in her head was bleeding profusely and where she had been shot added to the significant amount of blood she had lost.
"I love you, Temperance." He whispered in her ear as she fell limp in his arms.
He leaned over her and cried, lifting his head only to see her hand fall to her side, opening in the process and dropping the ring of David's that had once rested on her finger nicely. She had taken it off sometime during the fight and now it feel on the floor next to her body.
Booth looked behind him and to the dead form of David lying in a pool of his own blood.
"She better not be dead!" he yelled to the lifeless man. "You hear me? You sorry assed bastard!" he yelled giving the man one last kick to the side before he pulled Tempe's body close again and cried.
In the distance sirens could be heard heading towards the house. He knew help was on the way, he just hoped it wasn't too late.
"You here that Bones?" he asked holding her in his arms. "Help is on the way, just please stay with me, please don't leave me." he cried knowing she couldn't hear him. "Please don't leave me, I need you. I'm nothing without you."
The paramedics loaded Tempe into the back of the car and Booth rode with them to the hospital, the whole time holding her hand and refusing to let it go.
Upon arrival she was thrown into surgery while Booth made phone calls to Angela, Hodgins, Zach and Russ. Three hours later, after the surgery and after a bit of Booth's blood, Tempe was placed in a room, heart monitors, blood pressure, IV, everything was plugged up to her. By her side Booth sat holding her hand, while Angela sat by the window next to Russ occasionally Hodgins and Zach would sit in chairs across from them.
Around midnight, Angela, Zach, and Hodgins headed home. Booth had insisted Russ leave too around one, telling him if anything were to happen he would call. After an hour of arguing he finally drove himself home, knowing his sister was safe with Booth.
It was around three thirty when Booth had started to fall asleep, he wanted to stay up, but there was no telling when she would be awake again. As he shut his eyes, the heart monitor went off; the sound of a flat line rang in his ears. Booth jumped up from his chair and rushed into the hallway, calling one of the nurses.
A few minutes later Booth found himself starring in through the glass window as a doctor and several nurses tried to bring her back, her limp body jumping up with every shock of electricity the was forced into her. The monitor stood the same, flat. The long noise was a reminder that she was gone.
Booth picked up his phone and called Russ, he would be there in five minutes. Then Angela was called, big mistake. She was on the phone crying saying she'd call Hodgins and Zach and they'd be by in fifteen minutes.
Booth watched as the love if his life lay lifeless, he prayed she'd be ok, that she'd come out of it alright. He prayed it was a nightmare and that he would wake up with her at his side, but he knew it was reality and Booth broke down, allowing the tears and sorrows to run from his face. She was gone.