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Title: The Agent On the Run

Summary: Some things are just plain dangerous to know...

Genre: Drama/Romance/Mystery/Action/Suspense

Rating: T

Characters: Temperance Brennan, Seeley Booth, Angela Montenegro, Parker Booth, Jamie Kenton, Zach Addy, and Jack Hodgins

Pairings: BB and Hodgela

'I want a moment to be real...

...I'm the one

Cause I'm still here

I'm still here

I'm still here...'

--John Rzeznik, I'm Still Here

Beep, beep, beep, beep...

The steady sound of Booth's EKG machine filled Brennan's ears. She sat in a wheelchair by his bedside, her IV hand holding his. Her leg had been operated on, due to a shattered bone and torn muscle, and her neck and throat had been stitched and bandaged. She had begged to see Booth and the only way was for her to be in a wheelchair.

Brennan considered herself lucky. Her and Parker. While she and Parker had only recieved stitches and bandages at most, Booth had heavy operation, working on his four broken ribs, internal bleeding that had been stopped, stitches where the bullet Kenton shot had knicked him, bruises and stitches on his face, and stitches on the back of his neck where the bones from the neck snap down had been fixed.

Brennan knew he would no doubt be in lots of pain when he woke up from the latest operation in which they had tried to fix his left arm, which had been broken in three spots. They ended up putting a cast and sling on it instead.

Parker was in the room beside him on the ICU floor and Brennan herself ahd been two rooms down. The boy was sleeping now.

Sighing, Brennan rubbed her thumb across Booth's hand. "Oh, Booth. You are so stupid. Taking all this pain for us." She paused. "Parker, I understand. But for me, I...you amaze me."

A moment went by before a low groan escaped Booth's throat. Brennan looked up. "Seeley? Booth, can you hear me?"

Booth's voice was very low, hoarse and above all, weak. "Bones..."

Brennan smiled adn ran a hand through his hair. "Hi, Seeley."

Booth gripped her hand the best her could. "Parker?"

"He's okay. He's sleeping next door. I stayed with him."

Booth swallowed and groaned. "I am so sore, Bones."

'I would expect so," Brennan stroked his hair. "You were in surgery for eight hours, taken out, then in for another hour." She paused. "They pretty much had to reconstruct your whole upper body."

"Can I drink?"

Brennan looked at his table, finding a cup of ice chips. She grabbed them and stood on her good leg, leaning against the bed. She took a spoonful of chips out and set the cup down, putting her other hand behind his head gently. "Here, Booth."

Booth opened his mouth slowly and took the ice greatfully. "Thank you."

Brennan smiled and sat back down in her chair.

"How--how are you?"

"Fine," Brennan took his hand. "Want to tell me why Kenton tried to kill us? Me again?"

Booth swallowed. "I didn't murder Jones. Kenton set me up."

"I know, I know. But, why-"

"Kenton wanted revenge. You heard him say that. But I knew--it was for after last time," Booth coughed, which released pain through his body. He groaned and pried at his oxygen mask.

"Leave it, Booth," Brennan put her hand on it. "You need it."

"Irritating."

Brennan smiled. "You're in pain. I'll let you tell me everything later."

Booth nodded slowly, then sighed. "Bones, I let you down again. You--and Parker both," he gritted his teeth.

"Save your breath, rest," Brennan held his hand close. "And now you didn't."

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

"No," Booth looked at her, his eyes drained. "It's not. I put both of you in danger."

Brennan cocked her head to the side. "You're stubborn, Seeley."

"I know," Booth smirked weakly.

There was silence before Booth waved a finger for her to come over closer. "Bones..."

Brennan stood on her good leg again and leaned on the bed. "Yes?"

Booth lowered his oxygen mask off and weakly put his good arm around her neck, pulling her down gently in a kiss. When they borke, Booth grinned. "I never said this before, but--" He winced. "Ah, ow...I love you Bones." He put the mask back on, taking slow breathes and Brennan smiled ear to ear.

"Well, I can return the favor. I love you, too, Seeley." She gently kissed his cheek.

Booth smiled slightly. "It's about time?"

"Yeah," Brennan smiled back. "It's about time." She stroked his hair.

"Tell--tell me something."

"Hmm?"

"What'd I break?"

Brennan giggled. "Darn near everything. FOur ribs, back of your neck, arm, had internal bleeding, and stitched. Oh, and lots of bruises."

Booth made a face. "Beat up much?"

"You're so stupid to go through what you did, Booth."

"What--can I say?" Botoh groaned. "I love you both. I couldn't let anything happen to you or Parker."

"Doctor Brennan?"

Brennan turned her head to find a nurse standing with Parker. "Hi."

"Too much trouble to let him in?"

Brennan shook her head. "No, no, not at all. Come here, Parker."

Booth smiled. "Lemme see him."

Brenna lifted the boy and set him carefully on the edge of Booth's bed.

"Hi, Daddy."

Booth grinned, taking his son's hand. "Hiya, Bud."

"Are you okay?"

"I'll be okay," Booth gritted his teeth. "Daddy's going to be fine."

Parker looked at Brennan. "Can I give him a kiss, Doctor Brennan?"

Brennan smiled, nodding. "I think you can do that." She gently picked the five-year-old up and lowered him to Booth's side. Parker kissed Booth's cheek and smiled. "I love you, Daddy."

Booth smiled back and stroked his face. "Aw, Daddy loves you, too, Bud."

Brennan sat Parker in her chair then and turned to Booth. "Would you like me to see if I can get you pain meds?"

"Please. That's the best thing I could get right now."

Brennan laughed. "Okay. Parker, stay here, okay?"

Parker nodded with a smile and Temperance left the room in her chair.

Booth looked sideways at Parker. "C'mere, Bud."

Parker stood by Booth's bed and took his hand.

"Hey, Daddy's sorry."

"It's not your fault. Doctor Brennan said so," Parker told him softly.

Booth smiled back softly. "You and Bones--er--Doctor Brennan almost got hurt because of Daddy."

Parker seemed to be thinking. "I still love you, ya know."

"I know. I love you, too. And I won't let anything happent to you again," Booth gently squeezed his son's hand. "I promise."

Parker smiled and nodded. "Okay, Daddy."

"Just don't tell Mommy everything, okay?" Booth winked and Parker giggled, giving him a thumbs up.

Chicago Memorial Hospital; 9:30 PM

Brennan lifted the sppon to Booth's mouth, her IV hand under it, should the red Jello fall. "Here."

Booth opened his mouth, then closed it, swallowing. He then made a face. "I like pudding better." Brennan laughed. He was strictly on a liquid diet and hated it thus far.

"Sorry. No pudding for now," she fixed the napkin tucked in the front of his hospital gown.

"Treating me like Parker," he grinned.

Brennan smiled. "Want your juice or something?"

"Depends. It's no water logged, is it?"

"Pure Apple," Brennan stuck the straw through the hole opening with force.

"Oh goody! My fave," Booth sounded so much like Parker, it made Brennan laugh.

"Here," she held it up to him.

Booth drank slowly and painfully, his throat sore. "M'done." He cleared his throat, then winced.

"Want to try..." Brennan looked. "Your soup broth?"

"Pudding would be nice."

"No can do," Brennan grinned and tipped the bowl towards his mouth. "Try some."

Booth made a face, but did so. "Mmm...not bad." He looked at her. "What are you eating?"

"Semi-solids. Don't go there."

"Not fair. Hardly at all," Booth reached up with his somewhat good arm, but groaned. "Owwwwww. Gotta remember not to do that."

Brennan sighed. "Why do you think I'm feeding you?"

"'Cause I remind you of my son?" Booth grinned jokingly.

"That and because you're injured." She scooped out more Jello. "Open."

Booth made a face. "I don't like it."

"Stop whining. Now you really sound like Parker. If you don't eat, they will force feed you through a tube in your nose. Now open up."

"How do you know?" Booth obeyed.

"They did it to Russ once. He was ten," Brennan gave him the juice.

"M'sorry, Bones."

"It's okay. I hardly remember it."

Booth closed his eyes, and sighed. "Hand me my Morphine button, please."

Brennan did so, but said with concern. "Not too much. Russ also overdosed on this because of the terrible nurses he had."

Booth nodded and pushed the button painfully. "Everything killlllssss me."

"And I thought you endured worse before."

"Only when I had been a Sniper. But I hardly remember it," he leaned back and closed his eyes.

Brennan put his dinner aside, then sat on the edge of his bed. She took his hand and just stared at him.

"What are you thinking about, Bones?" Booth grinned warmly.

Brennan shrugged.

Booth lifted her hand and kissed it. "Remember the last time this happened?"

"It wasn't as bad as this time, though. But, yes, I do."

Booth smiled. "Temperance, I never thought this would happen again. I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Brennan kissed his forehead, now standing beside his bed. "Kenton will be in prison for life, you heard the FBI."

"It shouldn't have gone down like that--again."

Brennan kissed his cheek. "Rest. I'm going to visit Parker."

"Okay."

Brennan got in her hcair and started out the door before Booth stopped her.

"Bones."

"Huh?"

He smiled slowly. "I love you, Bones."

Brennan smiled back. "Don't call me Bones." She paused and smirked. "I love you, too, Seeley Booth."

Booth smiled at her and settled himself comfortably, falling into a deep, Morphine-induced sleep.

Parker looked over at Brennan from the window as she came in and smiled.

"Hi, Parker," Brennan stood on her good leg once again.

Parker grinned. "Hi, Bones," he said very cutely.

Brennan laughed. "You've been hanging around Daddy too much, haven't you?"

Parker giggled and nodded.

"You enjoy your dinner?"

"Yes."

"Good. I had to force your daddy into eating."

"He wouldn't?" Parker laid his head back into the pillows.

Brennan shook her head. "Nope."

"Figures. He's always picky."

"Really now? I didn't know that."

"Yeah. Mommy told me so." Parker paused, then looked at Brennan almost thoughtfully. "Will Daddy marry you, Bones?"

The question threw Temperance off guard, but Parker was five, had been through a lot with her, and just didn't know any better. "Why don't you ask him when he's better, hm?"

Parker nodded. "Okay."

Brennan kissed his cheek. "Get some rest, okay?"

"Okay. Nighty, Bones," Parker grinned and waved.

Brennan smiled back and waved just as she had the first time she'd seen the boy with Booth. "Nighty, Parker."

"Bones?"

Brennan shook her head. The boy obviously wanted to be like his father. "Yes?"

"Thank you. You made me not scared anymore back tehre," he point outside.

Brennan nodded. "You're welcome...Booth," she grinned and Parker smiled almost proudly. "Night."

"Nighty," Parker yawned.

Brennan wheeled herself into her room and got into her bed a moment after. Once there, she leaned her head back and sighed. Things had worked out this time. Better in fact.

She finally had Seeley Booth.

Finally.

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