Yay for an update! Good thing its summer, or I wouldn't be getting these chapters out so quickly.
Chapter 5
Brennan opened her eyes. She looked around, not recognizing the sounds and sights that surrounded her.
Where was she?
But then it hit her. She was in the hospital, Booth had brought her here. He was so nice about it too, and caring. She looked down to her arm, seeing the IV in it frightened her slightly, even though she knew there was nothing to be scared of. It was perfectly rational to be afraid of a metal needle in your skin... right? She saw that the lights in her room were dimmed, but not turned off. She vaguely remembered crying to Booth that the lights needed to be on, or she wouldn't fall asleep.
Speaking of Booth, where was he?
Suddenly Brennan heard a shuffling to her left, she turned her head to see Booth, asleep, on a folding cot next to her. He was facing the other way, his legs sprawled out behind him. She smiled, somewhat, when he snored softly. He must be exhausted. She noticed he was still in his suit, except for the pair of garish socks that stuck out from his feet. She couldn't quite make out the colors, but they were polka dotted.
Brennan was glad he had stayed, she really needed him.
She took a deep breath, trying to build up courage to say what was on her mind.
"Booth?" She whispered.
He stayed silent.
"Booth?" she said, at a louder tone.
He stirred, moving his head toward her, and opening his eyes slowly.
"Bones? What's wrong?" He asked, groggily.
"Nothing I was just-"
"Are you in pain? Do you want me to get the nurse?" He asked, remembering their situation.
"No Booth, I'm fine," She sighed.
"What's on your mind Bones?" He said, starring at the ceiling.
"What if... Booth, what if I'm pregnant?" She asked, feeling her voice crack slightly.
Booth shot up into a sitting position, turning his head to look at her. She could see his eyes, they were wider than she had ever seen them before. He swung his legs to the side of the cot, sitting on the edge of his makeshift bed. He twiddled his thumbs for a few seconds, seeming to be searching for what to say.
"Is-Is it wrong if I don't want to be?" She said, feeling a tear roll down her cheek.
"Bones, it's not like that at all," he said, leaning closer to her.
"What kind of mother would I be if I didn't want my own child?" She sniffled.
"No matter what happens, with you or any thing else... It's going to be ok. You got that?" He said, grabbing her arm.
"Booth, I don't want it, I really don't!" She cried, closing her eyes.
"Bones, you can't get all worked up over something that might not even happen," He said hopefully.
Brennan opened her eyes, looking at Booth.
"You're making sense..." She said, nodding her head, "But it scares me, even though I know it's not rational to fear pregnancy, thousands of babies are born every hour. Why am I so afraid?" She said, steadying her voice.
"I think you fear the fact that maybe, your more afraid of raising your child alone," He said reaching out to wipe the tears from her cheeks.
"I can't do it alone Booth, I... I don't want to! It's not fair! Why would someone... do this to me, and then leave me to raise their child, by myself?" She asked, genuinely confused.
"Bones, listen to me. You are not alone in this world. You've got Angela, Hodgins, Max, Russ... me." He said, hesitating on the last part, "But I know for one thing, you will not raise any child of yours alone. All of us, have got your back."
Brennan stared at Booth. How could he be so nice to her? What had she done to deserve this much kindness?
"Your right Booth. And there is a chance that it wont even happen," She laughed halfheartedly.
"That's the spirit Bones," He said, rubbing her harm back and forth, "That's the spirit."
{ L i n e b r e a k }
Brennan woke to the sound of a man talking. She opened her eyes slowly, blinking away the sleep that had overcome her easily after her talk with Booth. Once her vision cleared, she saw Booth talking to the doctor that had stitched her up. They were right outside her door, she could only see them through the window, but she wanted to hear what was going on. She squinted, seeing Booth run his hands through his hair, and rubbing his unshaven stubble. Brennan stood up, but noticed that her IV was holding her back. She pulled it out, quickly and painlessly, and walked slowly towards the door. She opened the door, surprising both Booth and the doctor with her appearance.
"What's going on?" She asked, rolling up the sleeves of her spotted hospital gown.
"Miss Brennan, you shouldn't be out of bed, especially not off of your IV!" said the doctor.
"I don't feel any pain, and I would like to go home," She said casually.
"I'm sorry Miss Brennan, but you are required to be on painkillers for at least 8 more hours, please go back into your room, ill send a nurse in shortly to redo your IV," He said once again, pointing to her room.
"Okay... Brennan said, turning around, going back into the room, and shutting the door behind her.
{ L i n e b r e a k }
Booth was about to tell Brennan not to worry, that everything was going well, when she turned around. Little did she know that her hospital gown was not tied up all the way, and she was revealing a pair of dark blue, lace panties.
He stared after her, until she, thankfully, closed the door behind her. Booth felt himself blush, and looked to the doctor, who was just as flustered as he was. The doctor scratched his head and flipped through papers on his clip board.
"Wow, um, well, Miss Brennan should be able to go home by 10 o'clock tonight. I'll send in a breakfast menu for her to choose from shortly..." He said, still staring at Brennan through the small window in the door.
"Doc," Booth said, stepping in front of the window, arms crossed, "Thanks," He said, indicating that he wanted the doctor to leave.
The doctor shook his head sightly, and then he was off, walking slowly down the long hospital hallway. Booth opened the door, thankful that Brennan was back in her bed, and stepped inside.
"the doc says that we can take you home tonight, but you'll still need pain medication after we leave," he said, sitting down on the chair next to her bed.
"That's a good thing, I guess," She said, tilting her head.
"Anything I can get you?" He asked.
"Some of that great pudding that they have here?"
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Next Chapter: an Brennan deal with being alone much longer? Or will she seek comfort in a certain FBI agent?