When I fall
Chapter 6
By Iana
Author's notes:
To "Little Latina", "meg", "clarkloveslana" and all of you who leave such nice comments for every chapter and make my day with your little notes: THANK YOU!
Also, muchdifrent92 alerted me about a mistake on the first chapter: that Lance Sweets is a psychologist and not a psychiatrist as I said and therefore would me unable to prescribe drugs. I'm very sorry about that! #blushes#. Once again I plead the "plot amendment" and ask you to pretend that he's actually a psychiatrist. =)
Now back to business:
#BONES#
"I've got a tight grip on reality but I can't
Can't let go of what's in front of me here.
I know you're leaving me in the morning when you wake up,
Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream… "
#BONES#
2 months before – March 2011
Brennan was starting to show. Thankfully, it was winter so she had plenty of excuses to wear large sweaters and blouses. Her face also wasn't getting round yet so she managed to hide the pregnancy pretty well; but her pants were getting tighter. Now it was uncomfortable for her to sit, the button pressed against her lower abdomen, so she usually opened her pants a little when she sat and covered the edge with her sweater so no one would notice.
The day before she had her mid-pregnancy ultrasound and she could barely control her emotions. She had cried a lot and blamed on the hormones. It had 16 cm now and was sucking its thumb when the doctor had positioned the wand near its face to measure its skull. Brennan's heart had soared and then, when the doctor moved lower to check limbs and other organs such as bladder and kidneys, she spotted the clear outline of a vagina. The doctor confirmed and it was how she found out she was going to have a little girl.
That brought a whole new set of tears and she cried in her car for a long time before returning to the Jeffersonian. Angela was also having a little girl so now Brennan ached more than ever to share the news with her friend. She could imagine both little girls playing together, getting into all sorts of mischief, being best friends as their mothers were. And then she had cried harder because she realized Booth would love to have a baby girl. A little sister for Parker; She just knew he didn't want it with her. She missed Parker. Deep down she'd always felt as if he was hers and when Booth had abandoned her, he had also deprived her of Parker and she missed the little boy terribly.
Back at the Jeffersonian, Brennan started working on a set of bones from the limbo. She was bent at the waist, examining a fissure on the victim's collarbone when suddenly a strange rolling motion below her ribs made her pause in shock. Her hand flew to cover the patch of skin; she held her breath and waited. Surely, not long after, another rolling motion. Brennan closed her eyes to keep the tears at bay. She was moving! Her baby girl was moving!
#BONES#
Present day
Booth stared at her in shock. Her blue eyes were now a shade of grayish despair, a frown marrying her pretty face. It seemed like a decade since the last time he had seen her and he felt another pull of guilt for leaving the best thing in his life behind.
"Bones?"
She kept staring at him with those bottomless eyes and it creeped him out. He raised a hand tentatively as not to scare her and ran it through her hair. Her eyes never wavered and she didn't blink. Booth curled a hand under her ear and pulled her head forward to touch his forehead to hers.
"I'm sorry, Bones… I'm so, so sorry! Please forgive, please, please…."
He kept whispering to her and somewhere between the 'I'm sorry' and 'Please', he brushed his lips against hers. Once, twice… And then he was kissing her and she was responding and his heart was soaring.
"NO! NO! NO!"
She pushed him away, eyes blazing, furious and clawed at his face, screaming bloody murder. Booth could only stare; shocked as he was suddenly thrown out of the cloud he was in straight into a pit of fire. Brennan was like a mad woman, pulling at her wrists to try to slap him and twisting her body on the bed. She didn't have much strength since she had been eating precariously so it was pretty easy to control her. The IV on her hand was pulled out and blood splashed on Booth's wrist.
"Bones! Tempe, calm the hell down!"
He shook her once and she snarled at him.
"NO! NO! NO!"
The scratch marks on his face burned.
"I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! YOU LEFT! YOU LEFT!"
His stomach dropped to his feet and his heart thumped once and went strangely quiet. She was breathing harshly and tears were streaming down her face as she slumped into his arms and started crying like he had never seen her cry before. Her breath hiccupped and she wheezed like she was having an asthma attack.
"I know, baby… I'm sorry… Please calm down… Breathe…"
It was useless. She sobbed and trashed because she couldn't control her breathing. Booth watched in shock as his controlled, no nonsense partner snapped like a too-tight rubber band. A nurse entered the room quickly and while he still held Bones tightly to avoid her thrashing and hurting herself, injected something on the vein of her left arm.
Brennan immediately went limp on his arms and her breathing evened out, the occasional sob bursting through her cracked lips. He laid her down slowly on the bed, heart galloping like it wanted to burst through his rib-cage and leave the premises.
She looked at him with a world of hurt in her eyes.
"You left me… You promised… And you left me…"
Brennan whispered at him and closed her eyes as the medicine knocked her out cold; and therefore, missed the look of utter devastation on her partner's face.
#BONES#
Outside, Angela, Dr. Hawthorne and Hodgins watched in shock as Booth fell to his knees. After that, wanting to give them some privacy, they went to the other side of the corridor, still in front of Brennan's room and started to talk.
Angela called Sweets again and told him not to come to the hospital. They already had Booth and their meeting was probably going to run Brennan to the bone; literally. He could come on the next day to do damage control. She then called Brennan's father and brother, who promised they would be there on the next day as well.
She was hanging up the phone after talking to Max when all hell broke loose. They saw Brennan leap out of bed like a woman possessed and attack Booth. He controlled her easily and they watched in shock as Bones snapped.
She wobbled towards the door and made a move to enter when Dr. Hawthorne placed a hand on her arm to stop her.
"No, no. Leave them."
A nurse brushed past them into the room.
"That's the most responsive she's been since she arrived the hospital. I think we're on the right path here, Angela."
Watching the nurse insert what looked like a ten inch needle in her best friend's vein, Angela thought that if this was the path to recovery, Booth was in for a bumpy ride.
#BONES#