Chapter 3

Snapping out of his haze Booth pulled in behind the ambulance, quickly shutting off the engine he retreated into the hospitable behind the paramedics. They had already placed an IV into her fragile arm and an oxygen mask over her face. There was so much activity going on around him but all he saw was her. All he wanted to do was grab her and hold her, kissing every inch of her face. To feel her lips again, he subconsciously touched his lips lightly with his index finger. The events of the night before his life shattered began flooding his mind.

--11 Months Earlier--

The rain pounded down on the windshield as if to break it with its force. Booth sighed softly and glanced over at Bones. She was leaning against her window watching as the darkness that surrounded them pass by. It looked as if she was slowly drifting into a deep sleep. Booth just stared at her beauty his heart skipping a beat as thoughts of wanting to kiss the soft supple skin of her neck. Hearing a horn honking in the distance woke him from his lustful thoughts. Snapping his head back forward he saw a large truck coming towards him. Quickly he swerved back into his lane and tried to regain control over the SUV. Suddenly it began to hydroplane over the road, he saw Bones brace for impact as they spun out and went backwards over the embankment. They came to stop at the bottom, quickly he began to survey the damage, glancing over at Bones he realized she was holding her head with a look of pain over her face.

"Bone's are you okay?" He quickly questioned placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Yeah, I just smacked my head on the window." She simply stated, pulling her hand looking at the small amount of blood on her hand. "Are you okay?" She asked looking at Booth with a grimace as she turned her head.

"Yeah, sorry about that. My mind was just somewhere else." He began digging through the items in the back for something for her to place on her wound. Brennen took out her cell phone to check to reception as Booth handed her a napkin. She took the napkin and placed it on her small wound and winced at her pain. 'Nothing' was the mental note she made to herself about her cell reception. She felt like her head was swimming, opening her door slightly she got out with Booth doing the same on the other side.

"Well the vehicle seems fine the spinning must have just stalled it out." He stated walking around to where Brennen was standing. Suddenly she had to reach out for the car as a wave of dizziness came over her. The rain pounding down on her even made her head hurt, Booth raced to her side to grab her free arm. Bracing against him she was slowly lead back to her door, he quickly opened it and helped her inside. He quickly retreated to his side opening his door and climbing in. Turning the key in the ignition it turned over right away. Putting it into drive and tried to pull them out of this mess that he knew he caused. 'You could have killed us both you idiot' he mentally slapped himself.

Pressing on the gas he just prayed that it wasn't to wet for him to get them out of there and get Brennen the medical attention she needed. He could hear the tires spinning under the vehicle. 'SHIT! We stuck!!' he thought to himself again.

He heard a small whimper come from Temperance next to him, glancing over at her he could see that she was having a hard time staying awake. He quickly shut off the engine and checked his phone when he heard her start speaking.

"I already checked, no reception around here. Booth I think I have a concussion, my head is pounding so badly." He could hear the pain in her voice. Quickly he unbuckled his belt and turned towards her putting his hands on either side of her head turning her slightly. Leaving the radio softly playing in the background.

He quickly surveyed her injury while softly wiping the blood it. He could feel her eyes borrowing in to him, but he was afraid to look at her. Afraid she would see the emotions running through his eyes.

"Come on lets get in the back, there is nothing we can do until it either stops raining or the sun is up at least." He started by pulling himself over to the back, then softly helped Temperance get over. She sat next to him with her head pounding.

"If it is a concussion I need to stay awake, there is always that risk of never waking up if its too serious." She simply stated without showing any emotion. He looked over at her damp hair and soft milky skin and his mind started to drift again. 'Stop' he thought to himself, 'that's what got us into this mess'. Glancing down at her eyes he noticed she was staring back at him. He wondered if she had seen the lust in his eyes. Quickly he adverted his eyes.

"Well don't worry Bones, if you don't sleep then neither do I." She tried to shake her head in disagreement but was stopped by Booth's hand on her cheek. "I'm not going to let anything happen to you. Come here." She hesitated then Booth pulled her back against his chest letting her place her feet up on the seat. She leaned her head back against his strong chest and could feel his heart beat beneath his skin. She shuttered slightly feeling shivers race up her body from her feet.

He could hear a song that he had heard before softly in the background, every time he had heard it he thought of her.

The strands in your eyes that color them wonderfulStop me and steal my breathEmeralds from mountains thrust toward the skyNever revealing their depthTell me that we belong togetherDress it up with the trappings of loveI'll be captivatedI'll hang from your lipsInstead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above

Booth felt her shutter and grabbed an emergence blanket from the back and covered her. He was totally enveloped in her smell and warmth. He just sat there gazing down at her face as she stared out the foggy window. Suddenly she looked up at him as though she was reading his mind. Their gaze met and locked for what Booth had thought been forever.

I'll be your crying shoulderI'll be love suicideI'll be better when I'm olderI'll be the greatest fan of your life

Slowly he began to lean down towards her lips, closing the gap between them slowly so if she had objections she could state them before he made a mistake. Closing his eyes and gently grazed his lips across hers, the softness took his breath away. Deepening his kiss slightly he slid his tongue across hers causing her to gasp. He leaned back and looked into her eyes, they were filled with lust and what he thought could be love.

Rain falls angry on the tin roofAs we lie awake in my bedYou're my survival, you're my living proofMy love is alive not deadTell me that we belong togetherDress it up with the trappings of loveI'll be captivated I'll hang from your lipsInstead of the gallows of heartache, that hang from above

Leaning back down into her embrace he kissed her more forcefully. Lightly pushing her hair back off her shoulders as she ran her hands across the back of his neck.

I'll be your crying shoulderI'll be love suicideI'll be better when I'm olderI'll be the greatest fan of your life

Pulling back slightly he spoke words that he thought would never come out his mouth. "I love you Temperance." He whispered softly against her lips, then softly re-captured her lips against his. He didn't wait for a response, the kiss they were sharing told him everything he needed to know, or so he hoped.

I've been dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the deadTuned in, turned on, Remembered the things that you said

They quietly made love that night, not where he hoped it would take place but that didn't matter to him. He was with the one he loved with every bit of his soul.

I'll be your crying shoulderI'll be love suicideI'll be better when I'm olderI'll be the greatest fan of your life

The next morning he woke to find her outside of the car, his clothes slightly out of place he quickly put himself together and jumped out. The sun was starting to shine brightly over the mountains around them. Slowly approaching he took her in an embrace from behind, she turned and her eyes avoided his. Pulling back she said, "It's dry enough, we should try getting ourselves out of here." Her eyes were still avoiding his, it hurt that she wouldn't look at him. But he pushed aside that feeling and agreed with her stepping back.

Luckily they were able to limp the SUV out of the embankment, the whole ride home was quiet. His mind was racing that he might have made a mistake, pushed her to hard. He tried to say something, anything to her but his voice kept catching in his throat. He feared that she would tell him she didn't love him and that last night was just a mistake. Slowly pulling up to her apartment he let her out, he tried to say something but she closed the door and walked to her apartment before he could get it out.

"Shit!" Was all he said as he drove away….

--Back to Present--

Coming back to reality he took a breath and looked at her small frame as the doctor's started pumping drugs into her and taking blood at the same time. Her breathing was shallow but she was there and he wasn't dreaming……

Right then he looked up at the ceiling and prayed again. Something he hadn't done since her funeral.

"Thank you" Was all he said……….