Sorry this took me so long to update. So…I know I said two shot…but this could be a three or four shot now because I couldn't really put it all into one more chapter. Anyway…here it is…enjoy.
When Brennan woke up, the first thing she realised was that she was not on her office couch. In fact, she wasn't in her apartment either, nor was she in Booth's. Opening her eyes the tiniest bit, she was greeted by bright white walls. Only then did she hear the steady beeping of what could only be a heart monitor and felt the drip in her left arm. She sighed and pushed her head back into the pillow. Why did she always end up in hospitals?
"Sweetie your awake!" Angela rushed over to her side "oh my god is your head pounding? Can you see? Is your vision blurry? How many fingers am I holding up?"
"Angela, I am fine" Brennan brushed off.
"Sweetie you are not fine" Angela said in a softer, more serious voice "you had a brain haemorrhage and have been in a coma for two days."
"What?" Brennan asked, slightly dazed. She turned her head, found that her neck was extremely stiff, but managed to look around the room. She was in an intensive care unit. There were scans of her brain on light board, and from what Brennan could see from here, it was quite a serious haemorrhage.
"It was lucky Booth got to you when he did," Angela explained "we thought you were going to die."
"Booth got to me?" How much was she missing out on?
"Booth knocked down your door when you didn't answer him, and he found you unconscious, with blood coming out of your ears and eyes. You were taken to hospital, and they did a CT scan. They found bleeding in your brain, and swelling. You were rushed into surgery immediately, and they had to remove part of your skull to relieve the pressure. You lost a fair amount of blood" Angela said "and the hospital had very little."
"What are you saying Ange?" Brennan asked.
"Bren, your blood type is AB negative, the rarest. Booth is AB negative." Angela whispered.
"What did he do?" She asked, not really wanting to know.
"He saved your life Bren" Angela told her "he gave you so much of his own blood that he had to be admitted. The doctors told him to stop, but he said he couldn't. He wouldn't let them stop taking his blood."
"Why would he do something so stupid?" Brennan asked, completely furious that Booth would do something so irrational.
"Because he loves you Sweetie." Angela laughed at the shocked expression on her face "oh come on! You can't be serious! As if you didn't know that!"
"Angela could you please refrain from raising your voice?" Brennan managed to but in.
"Sorry" Angela apologised, lowering her voice "do you have any idea how worried he looked while you were in surgery? And as soon as the doctor told us that you were losing lots of blood, he volunteered to give you his. He didn't even hesitate Bren, that is love."
"He has Brooke, so it doesn't even matter" Brennan said, somewhat disappointedly.
"He arrested her." Angela could barely contain the excitement in her voice.
"On what grounds?"
"Assault, but he was going for attempted murder."
"Attempted murder?" Brennan squeaked "that is absolutely ludicrous."
"Not really, she did almost kill you" Angela said bluntly " and Booth said, and I quote 'if Bones dies, I swear to God, I will lock her up for anything and everything, sneezing in public if I have to.' It was so hot how protective he got."
"Booth should never have gotten involved." Brennan sighed and squinted man my head hurts.
"Where's the doctor?" Angela asked, glancing around "they said that they would come as soon as you woke up."
"How would they know when I woke up?" Brennan questioned "usually you have to notify a doctor or nurse once a patient has awoken."
"Ok, it was not my idea" Angela said defensively "I told him that we shouldn't do it, but he insisted. I said that you wouldn't like it but he said 'Angela I do not give a shi-'"
"Angela!" Brennan but in "just tell me."
"Booth has this room under surveillance." Angela rushed out, squeezing her eyes shut.
Glancing up to the corner of the ceiling, Brennan saw a tiny security camera. She ran a hand over her eyes and groaned.
"I can look after myself."
"We all know that. But Booth insisted on it. He didn't want a fly touching you."
"How would a fly touching me make a difference?" Brennan asked, maybe there was something she was missing.
"It wouldn't Sweetie, it's the fact that Booth didn't want anything to affect your recovery." Angela explained.
"Well if he was so concerned about my condition, why isn't he here now?" Brennan asked pointedly, resisting the urge to glare at Angela and cross her arms over her chest.
Before she could answer, both women heard a ruckus down the hall.
"Sir you can't go in there." A nurse yelled.
"Just watch me" a man called back. A man who sounded awfully like Booth.
With her mouth hanging open, Angela turned to Brennan, eyes wide with excitement.
"Bones!" The door burst open, and Booth ran inside. He had cords dangling from his arms, and what looked like the tube from a drip.
"Bones are you ok?" He asked, rushing to her side.
"Booth what the hell do you think you're doing?" She yelled as loud as her dry throat would let her.
"Well, I think that I'm coming to check on my partner who has been in a coma for two days." Booth said seriously.
"Do you know what danger you put yourself in? Blood loss is a very severe issue Booth, and because you were reckless enough to have too much blood taken from you that you were hospitalized, you may-"
"I don't give a damn Bones!" Booth cut in "heck, I'd do it again if it meant helping you."
"I don't need your help." Brennan spat.
"Yes you did Bones! If I hadn't have given you my blood, you wouldn't be talking to me right now."
"If you had have believed me, then I could've gotten some care earlier."
"Oh so this is my fault now?" Booth asked, throwing his arms in the air.
"Yes" Brennan nodded and glared at him.
"So it's my fault that you got in a fight with Brooke, and it's my fault that you wouldn't tell anyone how badly you were injured?"
"Yes!" Brennan looked around the room and noticed that Angela had left. "It's your fault for getting that damned girlfriend."
"Well then I could say that all this comes back around to you Bones" Booth pointed out.
"How? Tell me how does this come back to me?"
"It's because of you that I found Brooke."
"How could I make you find Brooke?" Booth gave Brennan a 'you-can't-be-serious' look. "Because I rejected you?"
"Ding ding ding we have a winner!" Booth called out. "Congratulations Bones, you've discovered the reason behind me dating Brooke."
"You jerk!" Brennan sat up in bed, even though her head was thumping with pain. "How dare you throw this back at me!"
"I'm only telling you the truth."
"The truth? You want to know the truth?"
"Yes please." Booth put his hands onto the railings of the bed and leant forward so his face was an inch away from hers.
"For the past 3 months you have been dating Brooke, I have never felt so angry or jealous in my whole life."
"Temperance Brennan, jealous, of a woman who was with me?" Booth asked in disbelief.
"Ding ding ding, we have a winner" Brennan said sarcastically.
"I thought that jealously was irrational?"
"It is" she agreed "completely irrational. But that does not mean that I am immune to it."
"If you were so jealous, why the hell did you say no to me in the first place?" Booth asked, rage bubbling inside of him.
"Go back to the Jeffersonian Booth and watch the security footage Booth" Brennan told him "then you'll know why I said no."
"Why can't you just tell me Bones?" He asked, his voice far calmer than it was mere seconds ago.
"I find that I feel very uncomfortable and embarrassed to tell you." She blushed and ducked her head a little.
"So you would rather have me watch the security footage and find out from there, rather than from your own mouth?" Booth asked, just to make sure.
"Yes, and once you have done so, then I will talk to you."
Here I am writing this, listening to music, and making an X Files video…when I should be studying for my exam…studying is so over rated **scoffs**.
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