My time of dying

Chapter 8

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"Come on baby, you can't leave me yet!?! I haven't even seen you in wedding dress yet. We need to have at least 8 kids to fill the house. We have to watch them take their first steps, ride a bike, graduate, marry, give us grandchildren to spoil. I need you to do this" Jack wept over Angela's prone form.

He had one hand pressed into the wound trying to stop the bleeding, his other was stroking her hair, willing her to come back to him.

"Eight kids?" Angela whispered her voice hoarse. Jack's eyes snapped up to her face, "I don't think so. Maybe three."

He smiled, "Fine, three will have to do. But I want all girls. Mini Angela's." Now his tears were of joy. She had stayed with him. "Baby stay very still the ambulance will be here in just a moment."

The sirens getting close enough to stop and unload the three ambulance officers were a welcome sound. The first ambulance was her and jack called them over. Angela coughed and if it was such a dire situation he would have laughed at the cliché.

The officers had Angela on a stretcher and in the Ambulance before Booth was even found amongst the wreckage.

"I'm sorry sir, but you can't come with us just yet we need you to give a statement to police before you can follow us," the officer stopped Jack when he tried climbing into the Ambulance.

"Excuse me, but that is my fiancé and I am going with her. Try and stop me."

"Sorry we can," A police officer stepped between Jack and the Ambulance bloke. "I will take you later."

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Janice made Zach climb in the back of her little brown Ford Laser, and they set off at a marvelous pace. For a run down bomb of a car, it should be close to breaking a land speed record. She took off down the highway setting off a speed camera. Not that it bothered them too much. They were pretty good mates with the boys in blue and Lynda's life was too important to care.

When Dr Renoly finally stitched her up and Zach got the baby to breathe they were all bundled out while they waited for emergency services to get there. Dr Renoly suggested they head over to get there the same time as Lyndy and now her they are coming across the debris scattered across the highway.

"That's Jack's helicopter." Zach stated. They watched the scene for a few seconds focusing on the short man gesturing wildly to the policeman. "And that's Jack."

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"What do you want to know?"

The cop looked at him weirdly. "For starters, why is there an SUV hanging out the side of a helicopter."

"Booth was unconscious and didn't stop." Jack was itching to get to the hospital and to Angela.

"Booth is the man in the SUV?"

"Yep. Former FBI Special Agent Seeley Booth." He was fidgeting, almost dancing on the spot, "Can we do this on the way to the hospital?"

The cop just ignored that question, "Why is there a helicopter in the middle of the highway?"

"That is where I landed it. Come on, can we go now?"

"Your chopper?" He asked incredulously.

"Was, it belongs to the junk yard now. Can we go?"

"Yes mine. Look my name is Jack Hodgins. That is my fiancée, Angela Montenegro and if you call Deputy Director Sam Cullen at the FBI this will all be cleared up. Please take me to the hospital NOW."

"Yo, Hodgins."

Jack looked over to the brown car on the side of the accident site. Zach's head poked out the back window. He looked at the cop, "and since you can't help me, that's my ride."

"Brennan's at the hospital. Come on get in the car."

"Ange should be there now, too."

"Well let's vamoose," Janice added. "Oh, and Steve?" She called to the cop, "Lynda is in the hospital now. She had the baby, when she gets out we will take care of the brothel plans."

Steve just nodded.

"Oh and can you take care of the speeding ticket I just got?"

By this time Jack was in the car and they were bush bashing round the site, not giving Steve a chance to reply. 'This story is getting weirder and weirder' he thought to himself. The chopper guy, a girl with a bullet wound to her stomach and a former FBI agent all in cahoots with Janice and Lynda from his favorite truck stop. "Have to tell the wife bout this," he muttered under his breath. "Won't tell her bout the brothel though."

"Sir," another officer handed him a phone, "for you."

"Steve Links," he was watching them load the former agent into the ambulance, not really listening to the caller. After a series of "uhuhs" he hung up the phone. "Boys, leave it. The FBI is will be here to take it over in..." the screech of tyres cut him off, "in 30 seconds." He finished lamely.

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A scream pierced the silence of the hospital.

"Miss Morris, we need you to calm down."

"Calm down! I had a baby in here." She was holding her stomach, "where is my baby?"

As much as she wanted to get off the bed and kick the patronizing nurse up and down the corridor her legs didn't seem to be working and moving hurt. A lot!

The nurse smiled. A truly creepy sight. "The baby is in a humidy crib and will be brought to you when you have had some rest."

"I want to see my baby now! Why aren't my legs working?"

"Just waiting for the aesthesia to wear off? You will have to stay in bed and not move as much as possible today."

"What happened? Where is Angela? I need her to find and bring my baby to me. Why do I always get the incompetent ones? I want to see my baby."

The nurse was irritated but understanding of the hysterical woman's demands. "Angela who?"

"Angela Montenegro."

"I will get the Dr to bring Angela in."

"Good," she was finally getting somewhere with this woman. "And I want to see my baby."

The nurse plastered on a fake smile, "Yes Miss Morris." She went to the end of the bed and continued making notes on the chart.

"That's not getting my baby or Angela."

The nurse ignored her, continued her notes before leaving.

"Stupid woman," she stated not all that discreetly, while trying to wiggle to the end of the bed to get her chart and do a bit of catch-up. Unfortunately it just wasn't working.

"Arrggh." She cried in frustration.

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It had been an hour since they had been taken in for surgery and Jack looked almost 80 with all his worry lines. He had harassed every doctor and nurse he had come across for information, nobody would reveal anything.

"Angela Montenegro?"

Jack looked up at the Dr who was calling his angel's name. He bounded up in front of him,
"How is she?"

"Sorry sir, I am looking for a Miss Angela Montenegro," he paused looking at his clipboard, "regarding Lynda Morris," he looked around the waiting room but this man still stood in front of him. "Sorry sir. I do need to speak to Miss Montenegro. Do you know where she is?"

"Angela is in surgery getting a bull removed from her stomach. I am her fiancé, Jack Hodgins."

"Oh. In that case, Miss Morris is currently in a stable condition and so is her daughter. You may go in and see her, but no more than 5 minutes. She need quiet and rest."

Jack looked to Janice and Sammy, "go ahead." They all but raced into her room.

Jack continued pacing.

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When Janice and Sammy came in with such enthusiasm at seeing her alive, she felt so guilty. As mush as she had grown to love them, they weren't the two people she had asked for and wanted to see.

Plastering on a fake smile, she listened to their quick recap before being asked who the men were and particularly who this Dr Brennan was.

She vaguely muttered something about the past before changing the subject and asked about Angela.

Janice and Sammy went quiet. Janice mumbled something about going home and getting her bag. With a kiss on the cheek and a promise to be back in the morning, they were gone.

Not a good sign. It had taken her a couple of years to pick up on some body language indicators, that didn't belong to Booth. Booth was easy to read. He never hid his true feelings. Or maybe, I misinterpreted them, hoping for something more. 'Stop' she thought angrily. Thoughts of that man always made her sad and angry. Not the impression she wanted to leave on her newborn.

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Jack had almost worn a hole in the lino by the time Janice and Sam came out.

"She is asking about Angela. We will be back in the morning with her bag. I hope everything turns out ok with Angela." Janice gave Jack a quick hug and they left.

"Zach, go in a see her. I will go in when I get news on Ange."

Zach nodded even though he knew Jack was already facing the door they took Ange thru.

It was scary facing his mentor but she needed his support.

"Hey Dr Brennan." His usual awkwardness coming back full force.

"Hey Zach," she smiled, "and call me Lyndy."

"Yes Dr Brennan." He answered automatically.

She smiled but when it became pain filled she hit the button for more morphine. "Never thought I would become such a junkie and it only took me an hour." She watched him shuffle his feet, "What happened to the cocky head of Anthropology that Angela had been telling me about?"

He looked so worried.

"Don't worry Zach. That's that your job. I'm not coming back."

Zach just nodded. He was a little dumbfounded that she knew what was going on in his head. "Thanks for all you taught me."

"Your welcome. You were always my favorite grad student. Fastest learner, not as inept as you make out to be. You are a product of your own design, not mine. But I am glad to have helped you reach your potential."

Zach blushed as red as they come and rushed forward as if to hug her then stopped. She looked him. "I'm not broken yet!"

He smiled, "Thanks Lynda, you are a wonderful teacher and friend," he hugged her gently.

"Sorry sir, but she does be needing her rest." The nurse had stuck her head round the door; Lyndy noticed it wasn't the same woman she yelled at before.

"Zach, can you get Jack to come in, I need to discuss something with him?"

"Sorry he said he would come in when he had some news on Angela."

She was immediately worrie for her friend. "What happened to Ange?"

"She has a gunshot wound to her stomach,' Zach answered without thinking.

"Let me see Jack." She tried to hop off the bed, it was rather difficult without tearing the stitches. The nurse rushed in immediately pushing her back down on the bed.

"No Miss, you can't move off the bed. Not till tomorrow."

"Fine I want you to take my bed to Jack Hodgins in the waiting room."

"No miss can't so that either."

"Then I want Jack brought here. As with all news about Angela Montenegro."

"You need to rest!" The nurse was talking to her like a parent to a misbehaving child. "I will let Mr Hodgins know when you are awake."

"No. I need to see him now. I need to be with him. We will wait here together for news on Angela."

The nurse looked at Zach who just shrugged. "Injured or not, I have seen her take out 100 kg man. A cop no less."

The nurse relented. "Fine, but you deal with the consequences."

"Great. Can I also get a cup of tea?" She plastered on a smile, glad she got her way. "So Zach, how is life going? Got a girlfriend yet?"

He shook his head; she had changed since he last saw her.

Jack walked in pushing a cart of tea and biscuits. "The nurse said she would bring your daughter in soon."

"Hey, her eyes watered up, "I had a girl?"

"Didn't the nurse tell you?" Jack asked irritated. If they weren't looking after Temperance and her baby then what sort of treatment were they giving to Angela?

"They just said the baby was stable and would bring it in when they could." She smiled, "who cares, I had a girl. I was so sure I was having a boy." She quickly made her tea and took a sip. "So Jack, when do you plan on marrying Angela? I want to see your wedding before I go to Australia."

"Tomorrow but I think I may have to wait… Australia?" He stopped, "you're going to take our niece away? Sorry you can't. Angela will never let you. As a part of the family you cannot leave. You cannot rob your daughter of a family experience the same way you were. No gonna happen." He paused in his rant. "Who is her father?"

"Me," a voice answered from the door.

Jack and Zach turned to look even though they recognized the voice. Lynda didn't bother, she turned to stare out the window.

"You know that's a lie." She responded.

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Dun Dun Dun. I made this chapter longer to make up for the tiny 7th chapter.