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This chapter is named after The Killer's Everything Will Be Alright.

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Chapter 2- Everything Will Be Alright

"Oh, you didn't?" Hodgins asked his voice full of interest.

"I may have, sort of suggested some things, just to stir the waters a bit." Angela replied, trying her best to pull of her most convincing 'I'm totally innocent' face. Hodgins gives her a look which implies she's anything but. "I'm sorry, but I'm sick and tired of watching those two dance around their feelings, we did that for too long, and I can't bear to see my best friend making the same mistake." Angela's rant was interrupted by the sharp buzz of her cell phone. After glancing at the caller ID her brow furrowed a little.

"Booth? What's wrong why are you calling me?"

"Angela, It's Bones she's been hurt…it's bad Angela, I'm at memorial. She's in surgery I… " Booth stammered his voice thick with emotion.

"I'm on my way ok, I'll be right there"

Booth closes his phone and slips it into his pocket; he takes a breath before walking back into the busy waiting room. He sits back down in his chair and at the same moment he sees Brennan's doctor, glancing around the room.

"Agent Booth?"

Booth rises from his chair immediately and walks towards the young doctor.

"My name's Dr Ruston."

"How is she? Is she ok?"

"She's stable now, the damage caused by the gun shot wound was minimal but the head trauma was far more severe. Your partner suffered from an epidural hematoma, it's bleeding into the skull. It can cause an increase in intracranial pressure, causing the brain to become crushed against the skull. We had to perform an emergency Craniotomy, in which we removed a small piece of the skull to release the pressure. The surgery went well. She's still heavily sedated and on a ventilator to keep her oxygen level up but we expect her to make a full recovery."

"Can I see her?" Booth's tone is pleading and the doctor gives him a sympathetic look.

"Well, she's in the ICU, and it's really supposed to be family only."

"I am her family ok! Look, I'll get a warrant if I have to."

The doctor could see that he meant every word.

"Ok, I suppose I can make an exception, I'll take you up now."

Nothing could prepare him for what he was about to see. He looks ahead to see his partner laying there on a ventilator, her head bandaged and her body motionless.

"I'll leave you two alone for a little while." Dr. Roberts says, before exiting the room.

"Thank you" Booth's tone implies he really means it.

Booth is speechless for a moment as the doctor leaves; he walks over and sits down beside her, taking her limp hand in his own. Emotions overwhelm him as a sense of failure rips through him.

"This is all my fault Bones. I'm so sorry, I failed you."

He places his head down on her bed next to her hand and just sits there torturing himself inside.

The doctor returns a while later. He stands in the doorway and gestures for Booth to follow him outside. Booth, still holding on to Brennan's motionless hand, leans down to her ear.

"I'll be right back."

Brennan is still unconscious but Booth doesn't take his eyes off her until he is out of the room, afraid that every moment he looks at her could be her last.

"Agent Booth, I need to ask you a few questions if that's ok?"

"Yeah, that's fine."

"Ok, Does Dr. Brennan live with anyone or does she have someone that could stay with her after she is discharged? I mean, it's at least a few days before we can even consider letting her go home but, after surgery such as this, we advise patients that they be closely monitored for the duration of their recovery. It's unlikely but a small percentage of patients can suffer seizures so I'm sure you can understand why we recommend patients are not alone during their recovery. Here are some pamphlets explaining the surgery and the possible after effects."

Booth takes the pamphlets and nods his head to the doctor.

"Thank You, Doctor, I'll make sure she's not alone during her recovery." With that the doctor nods and wanders off again. Booth turns back to face Brennan, who is still lying motionless. Save for the gentle rise and fall of her chest as the ventilator does its job.

He sits back down and sighs as he leans back in his chair and begins to skim over the pamphlets. He by-passes the surgery part, 'I'm sure Bones knows what a Craniotomy is' he thinks to himself. 'She knows just about everything' he skips down to the after care section, and begins to read. "After a Craniotomy, driving regulations require that your license to be temporally suspended." 'Oh Bones is gonna love that' a small smile plays at his lips for the first time since what seemed like forever. He continues to read and then winces as reads about the pain his Bones will experience. He puts the pamphlets down, and runs his hands over his face again. He couldn't bear to see his Bones in pain; they had become so close over the past years that, when one of them was in pain the other could almost feel it too. The same feeling of guilt as earlier washes over him again, until he is woken from his reverie by a knock at the door.

"Hey, Can I come in?"

"Angela, of course come in." Angela walks towards him with a sympathetic look and gives him a quick hug before turning her attention to her best friend.

"How did you manage to convince them to let you in here?" Booth asked, knowing that they would've told her it was family only.

"I told them I was her sister."

"And they bought it?"

"Well I was in such a state, I think the woman just felt sorry for me." She lets out a deep sigh before turning to Booth again. "So, how is she doing?"

"Ok, the doctors say the surgery went well and that she should recover well."

"Thank god. Oh before I forget." Angela rummages though her oversized bag and pulls out a white t-shirt. "I thought you might need a clean shirt and obviously I was right." She points at his blood stained shirt and tosses him the clean one. "It's Hodgins' so it might be a little small."

"Thanks Angela." Booth quickly removes his blood stained shirt and puts the clean one back on. 'She's right it is a little small, but it's clean and it will do' he thought.

"No problem hon. I'm gonna go get some coffee. You want anything?"

"Bones to wake up. But other than that, no, not right now." He smiles wryly and Angela gives him a sympathetic glare. She turns to walk away but is stopped by a question from Booth. "Oh, Angela, I've been meaning to ask you something, what were you and Bones talking about yesterday when I came into her office?"

Mwhahaha, what were they talking about? And why does Booth want to find out so badly? All will be revealed soon. I hope this chapter was ok. I certainly learned a lot about head trauma while I was writing it. Please review if you have time I really appreciate it.