Dont kill me now you guys! You can later on...

The lights flickered down the halls as the agent's shoes pattered across the tiled floors. His breath weighed in heavily as he advanced towards the reception desk.

"Temperance. Temperance Brennan. Where is she?" Booth yelled as he tapped the reception counter impatiently.

The nurse that was on the phone put her hand up, signaling for him to wait.

Booth slammed his palm down and yelled, "Where is she?!" He pulled out his badge and shoved it in front of the nurse's face.

Startled, the nurse jumped and dropped the phone onto the ground. She pointed to the left and fearfully answered, "Operation Room 3."

He took off as soon as she said it. He felt his heart rate increasing and the beating, intensifying as each second passed. He felt hope slipping through his fingers.

Don't leave me yet. Stay. You have to stay.

When he reached the OR, he looked up and saw the red light of the "Operating" sign still on. He sighed in uncertainty and a slight relief as he looked around.

"Angela," he called out when he recognized her.

Angela picked up her head from her hands. The flowing streams of tears ran down her face as she stared at Booth. She got up from her seat and ran into his arms.

"Booth, thank god you are here. I don't know if I can…I can't handle this…," she let out to him through her ragged breathing. "I am scared. I don't know what I would do."

Booth held her close before comforting, "I know. Angela, I am scared too. But its Bones, she is the strongest girl we know. She'll stay with us." God, please help us.

The doctor ordered forceps from the assistant and continued to carefully weave his way to retrieve the bullet. He felt sweat drop from his head. He forced his anxiety into a box as he neared the heart, knowing he could knick it if he made the wrong move.

Beep, Beep.

The sound of the monitor continued on steadily. At a point, scaring all of them as the beeping got slow but then going back to normal. The incubator wheezed in and out as the monitor beeped. Everything centered around those sounds. Movement was little and no one spoke a word.

Temperance laid on the table, completely unconscious. The only thing that brought everyone calm was her steady breathing and continual heartbeat. Her body felt cold. Life was slipping away slowly.

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