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Disclamer: Not mine with one exception

Spoilers: Pain At heart

Camille stood in the hospital hallway watching Sweets disappear down the hallway. The young psychologist drove her slightly crazy at times, but his heart was in the right place. When he was out of sight Camille's mind returned to the most pressing issue: Booth.

She was annoyed at him. Why did he have to get a brain tumor? Why did he have to lose his memory? Why did he have to forget Bones? Why did he have to remember her as his girlfriend? Why did he have to through Brennan out of his room?

She cared about Booth. She was not going to deny that, but what ever they have ever had died years ago. He was sweet. He was caring. He was perfect. And he was in love with Brennan. Camille had listened to quite a few of Angela's rants on Booth and Brennan's relationship.

You here all those stories about people who fall in love and then they break up. They both regret it for the rest of their life and the only person they could love was the one they had walked away from. As sweet as that story was, it was rarely true. Camille and Booth had ended their relationship. It was over, and done with. She would not trade that experience for the world, but she also not want to continue it.

She had walked away (metaphorically) and rarely looked back. If she ever doubted herself ending that relationship, she only had to go watch Booth and Brennan. As their boss she was obliged to regard in neutrally which consisted of ignoring it. Privately, she agreed with Angela, and every so often she wanted to yell, "kiss her you fool" at Booth.

Booth and Brennan had been almost to the point where they admitted their feeling and then this. Booth gets a brain tumor, wakes up, and begs for Camille. Camille knew that Bones was hurt by that even if she could compartmentalize.

Camille shook her head she needed to compartmentalize. Right know she was the only chance they had for Booth to get his memory back. They were all counting on her and she was standing in the hallway playing melodramatic teenage girl. She walked down the hall to Booth's room.

He was asleep, and a small part of her was glad of that. She did not know what to say to him. Suddenly he began to stir, "Camille?" he asked her hopefully.

"I'm here," Camille said stepping into the room fully.

"What?" he asked pretending to pout, "I don't get a kiss?"

"No," she told him, "we aren't dating."

"What," Booth asked his face sinking

"Let me explain," Camille told him gently taking the chair by his bedside.

HODGENS HOUSE

"Sweetie, we're here," Angela told Brennan gently. Angela led Brennan out of the car (limo) and up the front steps of Hodgens house. Hodgens followed them carrying Brennan's overnight bag.

Angela guided her friend to the guest room and Brennan sat down on the bed. Hodgens set her bag on the floor then with a quick glance at Angela he left the room. Angela closed the door behind him, and crossed the room to sit beside Temperance. "Hey, sweetie, talk to me," Angela pleaded with her friend.

Brennan remained silent. She hadn't spoken since she had explained the whole situation to the team in the waiting room. She didn't trust her voice and did not want to express weakness in front of the team.

"Everyone, I care about leaves me," Temperance explained quietly, "my mom, my dad, Russ, and Zack. Booth was always there. He protected me, and I cared about him, and now I am nothing to him. I know it isn't his fault, but some part of me wants to blame him or Cam, but it's not her fault either."

"Tempe, there is nothing wrong with feeling that way," Angela told her gently. "And as for the last bit, I know that both Cam and I feel the same way. I know it is hard because you know Cam, but at least you know she isn't going to take advantage of this and try to steal him back."

Temperance nodded, she knew that Angela was right but she could still feel the tears falling down her cheeks. Angela immediately put her arms around Brennan's shoulders and Brennan rested her head on Angela's shoulder.

SWEETS MISSION

Sweets looked down at the piece of paper, double-checking that he had the right address before he knock on the door. He waited for ten seconds before knocking again. He waited a while then knocked for a third time. No one answered and sadly he turned away from the door, and found himself facing an attractive young brunette. "Wondered how long it was going to take you to get there," she told him with a small smile.

"Yea," Sweets was a little embarrassed, "Um, I am Lance Sweets. I work at the Jeffersonian." The brunette put her hands on her hips and tilted her head a little to the side considering him.

"Alright," she conceded finally, "what do you want?"

"I need a favor."

If you want to know who the brunette is you are going to have to wait for an update OR you can read my other Bones fic An Unexpected Visitor. Either way she is mine. Review please. They make me happy.