Remember When, part four
Blackness faded but the ringing continued, intensified actually, and I struggled to rise from where I had fallen. There seemed to be a great weight crushing down on me and I tried to draw sufficient strength to push myself up to my knees. Bit by bit the weight seemed to fall away and it was then that I began to hear him calling to me through the haze of the ringing. I opened my eyes, only to shut them quickly against the world spinning before me. His strong hands wrapped around my shoulders and I was lifted upright.
"Bones, are you okay?"
I attempted to open my eyes again, hoping that the dizziness wouldn't return. Strangely, I felt no pain; a logical part of my mind that was still functioning told me that it was because of the adrenaline flowing through my veins. As my eyes focussed, I took in the devastation around me, turning to look at what remained of the school. Surprisingly, it was much further behind me than it had been before the explosion. I had been blown beyond the slide and…
Amy.
I pushed away from Booth and began struggling to move the rubble before me. Bricks and mortar bit into my hands but I continued to dig, scanning the surroundings for some sign of her small form.
"Bones," his arm stayed mine. "You're hurt. You're going to make it worse. We have help on the way."
I heard his words, but disregarded them. I couldn't wait. I had to help Amy. She was alone in the world with no one to look out for her and I wasn't going to abandon her to some strangers.
"No, Booth. I have to find her. Help me find her."
There had been a desperate tone to my voice and that logical part of my mind spoke again, telling me that I was in shock, suffering from the after-effects of the injuries that I had undoubtedly sustained. Logic dictated that I should wait for skilled help to arrive. That logical part was too small to have much power in my shock-filled mind though and I continued to dig. Booth joined me and we began to cover more ground. At the edge of my vision, I saw Jon Adams sifting through the rubble as well.
Something bright flashed in the sunlight and I scrambled over to the source. A small zipper attached to the bright green of Amy's jacket peaked up from the debris.
"Booth, help me," I called and began lifting away the rubble.
I tore into the bricks, intent on seeing her sweet face again. Soon, I felt his presence at my side and his bloodied hands joined mine and we worked to quickly uncover the little girl. A third pair of hands entered my field of vision and finally, her pale face was uncovered. We hastened to expose the rest of her body and Jon lifted her from the ground. With a shaking hand, I reached out to find her pulse. A reassuring rhythm beat under my fingers and tears of relief streaked down my cheeks.
"C'mere, Bones," Booth murmured and pulled me into his arms. His arms tightened and the pain from his embrace caused me to gasp. The dizziness returned with a vengeance and I squeezed my eyes shut as the world seem to shift before me. More pain emanated from throughout my body and the dizziness I felt was replaced with a light-headedness that refused to fade. Then the world shifted again and I was pulled back into the blackness.
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