One of you brought up a good point, that last chapter was a little... less serious near the ending. I just felt like adding in a funny-ish part, so that it wouldn't be too depressing to all of you. Because this story doesn't get much happier... in fact, it gets sadder. For now at least. Here's a long chapter for you guys :)

Chapter 6

Brennan sat silently in the passenger seat of Booth's car. She picked at a hangnail as he continued down the road to her house. It was past ten in the evening, and they had just left the hospital. The doctor had declared her fit to go home, but she couldn't go to work for a few weeks yet. Of course she had argued with the doctor, what else was she supposed to do? She had told him that she should at least be allowed to observe bones, but Booth had made it very clear that she wasn't going anywhere near the Jeffersonian until she was fully recovered. Sometimes she wished he wasn't so protective, but other times she wished he had been more protective.

She turned her head to look at Booth, he was staring at he road, both hands on the wheel. She was slightly perplexed as to what he was feeling. She knew he cared for her, as she did for him. But how was he handling this situation, mentally? Did he care enough to help her? He hadn't said a word the entire ride so far, maybe he was just tired. She shifted in her seat, trying to get more comfortable by uncrossing her legs. She was having a hard time processing how she was going to handle her life from now on, would Booth really be there if she needed him?

Brennan looked out the window in thought, watching the city pass by, when she noticed that they had missed the turn to go to her house. She looked at Booth, confused as to where he was taking her at this late hour.

"Booth?"

"Mhmmmm?"

"You missed the turn to my house," She pointed out.

"I didn't miss it, we're not going to your house," He said, laughing slightly.

"Why not?" She asked, tilting her head to the side, "Booth, I'm fine by myself, you don't need to babysit me."

"Yeah, you said something similar two nights ago," He said, indicating the night she was injured, he saw her face become slightly hurt, and scared, "I'm not letting you out of my sight until your better."

"What about clothes? I can't just live at your house in one pair of clothes," She said, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"That is why we're heading to Walmart, you can pick up what ever you need for tonight, and then we'll head on over to your house in the morning."

"Oh, okay," She said, picking at her hangnail again.

"Bones, I know this is hard for you. I just want you to be comfortable," He said, looking at her with concern.

"I don't want to talk about it," She said quietly, shrugging her shoulders.

Booth stopped talking. Brennan was grateful that he had, but sort of wished he would have changed the subject instead of giving up all at once. She looked out the car window, again, hoping to find something that would distract her from her haunting memories.

Once they pulled up to Walmart, Brennan and Booth hoped out of the SUV and began walking towards the large building. Brennan grabbed his arm when they went through the doors, and passed a few people walking by. She wrapped her bandaged hands tighter around his arm when she saw how many people were in the store. It was crowded for eleven at night on a weekday.

"Okay, I'm going to get food for the week, I'll leave you to get what... ever you need," Booth said, shrugging off her hold on him.

"Your leaving me?" Said Brennan, becoming anxious.

"Just for a few minutes Bones, here," He said, grabbing a basket, handing it to her, "just pick up whatever you need, go checkout, and meet me back here in the food section," He smiled encouragingly. "And if you get into trouble, just scream, I'll be there."

Brennan looked at him skeptically. "I don't think I'll find any trouble here, it's really public," She said, trying not to show the slight twinge of fear that bit her voice.

"All right, see you in a few," Booth said, grabbing a shopping cart, and heading towards the food half of the store.

Brennan turned around, and waked down the long isle of the clothing section. She felt slightly uneasy I such a crowded place, but she knew it was irrational. She found the woman's clothing section, and stepped into the maze of racks holding clothes. She picked out an extra-large thick gray t-shirt to sleep in, and a pair of black baggy sweat pants. She also picked up a pair of fuzzy blue socks, in case Booth's apartment was colder than she expected. As she was on her way to check out, she passed through the isle that had pregnancy tests. She looked at them, contemplating whether to get one or not. Booth could be right, she might not be pregnant. But she just wanted to make sure. She grabbed two from the shelf, and threw them in her basket, walking away. Of course she would have to wait a few more days until she could use them, but why not pick them up now?

She made her way over to the checkout line, and waited. She was dressed in the same clothes that she wore to hospital, but they had given her a new shirt. Sure, it was a green hospital shirt, but it was comfy. She placed her items on the conveyer belt, pulled out a fifty dollar bill, and payed for everything she needed. She went over to the food section, and found Booth near the section that sold most meats, of course.

"Hey Bones, find everything you needed?" He asked, inspecting a package of hamburger meat.

"Yes, this story is quite easy to navigate around," she said approvingly.

"Yeah I guess, well im pretty much done here," He said, throwing the meat into his shopping cart, "ready to go checkout?"

"Um, yeah sure," She said, falling into step beside him as they made their way to the front of the store. Brennan looked at the contents of his cart, seeing he had picked up mostly meat, chips, and soda. Some fruit and vegetables, but not many. She was glad when she spotted the pasta, something she would enjoy eating.

Once they got to checkout, they went to the express lane. Brennan squeezed in front of the cart and began to unload the items from the cart and onto the belt. She picked up a box of strawberry jello, eying it suspiciously.

"Booth?" She asked, holding up the jello box.

"What? They're good..." He said, smiling guiltily.

Brennan laughed lightly as she place the jello onto the belt. Her bandaged hands made it difficult to pick things up, so she had to use two hands for each item, which made her feel slightly foolish. So she just let Booth unload the rest while she looked at the covers of cooking and beauty magazines.

Booth picked up his bags filled with food, and Brennan picked up her bag. They were on there way out of Walmart when Brennan heard a familiar voice.

"Doctor B?"

Brennan turned around, only to see Hodgins and Angela, pushing a shopping cart towards them. Her eyes got wide, and she looked at Booth, who seemed equally surprised. She really didn't want to explain to anyone why she wasn't at work today.

"Brennan, Booth!" Angela said, walking up to them, "Where have you guys been all day?"

Brennan slid her bag onto her arm, and put her hands behind her back, trying to hide the bandages.

"I was just-"

"Bones was just trying to help me shop for healthy food, isn't that right Bones?" He said, nudging her shoulder with his elbow.

"Um, yes," She said.

"Well, it looks like you didn't do a very good job..." Angela said, indicating all the junk food in Booth's bags.

"Well we got a little side tracked," He said, smiling cockily.

"Since when do you two shop together?" Hodgins asked suspiciously.

"Since Bones started making me healthy diners! Speaking of which, we better get going so that she can whip me up something."

"At eleven thirty at night?" Angela said, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, we'll see you guys later!" Booth said, turning Brennan around and leading her, quickly out of the store.

Angela and Hodgins stood, confused, and then continued shopping.

"What do you think they're up to?" Asked Hodgins.

"Well isn't it obvious?" Angela said, surprised he hadn't picked up on it sooner.

"What?"

"Didn't you see what was in Brennan's bag?" She asked, practically shouting.

"No, because unlike you, I'm not nosy."

"Pregnancy tests!" She said, squealing.

"What, what?"

"Do you think those two finally got together?"

"And she's pregnant?"

{ L i n e b r e a k }

Brennan came out of Booth bathroom in her newly purchased pajamas. They were pretty comfy for being so cheap. She decided not to put on the fuzzy socks... yet. Maybe she would when she fell asleep. She walked down the hallway of Booth's apartment, loving the feel of the cold hardwood on her bare feet. She entered the living room, to see Booth on the couch, watching football. She sat down on his couch next to him, relaxing.

"How do your new Pjs feel Bones?" He asked.

"Great," she mumbled sleepily.

"Hey, want a jello?" He asked, smiling.

She looked at his skeptically "Sure..." She said. Why not?

"Alright! I go you to try and eat something, that;s good right?" He chuckled, standing up and going to the kitchen to get jellos from the fridge.

Brennan let her head fall back against the couch, it felt good to sit down for once. She wiggled her toes, and her nose. She loosened all the mussels in her body. She closed her eyes, and tuned out to the sound of the football announcers shouting at the game.

"Bones?"

She opened her eyes, and looked over to Booth in the kitchen. He was holding one of the pregnancy tests she had bought.

"Booth!" She said, standing up and running over to him, "that's private," She said trying to grab it from him.

"Really? Don't you want to, you know, try it?" He asked.

"I have to wait a few more days to get an accurate result," she said, putting her hands on her hips.

"Oh, sorry, I have no idea how these things work."

Brennan sighed, taking it from his hands and putting it back on the counter with the other one.

"Why did you buy two?"

"In case we get a false positive," She said, as if it were obvious.

"Oh, okay," He said, running his hands through his hair.

When Booth turned around to grab jello from the fridge, she felt very alone. Very vulnerable. She went over to Booth and hugged him from behind.

"Whoa, Bones," He said, laughing awkwardly. But he realized she wasn't kidding when he heard her crying.

"Oh Bones..." He said, turning around in her arms so that he could hug her from the front. "It's alright," He said as she buried her face in his shoulder.

"I wish it was..." She said, muffled by his shirt. He could feel her tears seeping through the fabric.

"It will be," he said, hugging her tighter, "I promise."

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Next chapter: what kind of panic will angela and hodgins' speculations cause at work?