Three Weeks Later:
Booth ran the brush through her hair again, the bruises were nearly gone now she was looking much better. They'd taken her off the ventilator but she still hadn't woken up.
Harlow's drawings were covering the wall behind the head of the bed. Family pictures like the ones on the fridge at home, but these ones contained four people instead of the usual three. Daddy, Harlow, Parker and Mommy. He put down the brush and rested his head on the side of the bed.
He must have dozed off because the next thing he knew Harlow was climbing up onto his lap.
"Hey Daddy." She smiled.
"Morning Darling." He said. Turning around he saw Angela standing at the door. He smiled "Hey Ange." Harlow climbed down off his lap and picked up the big brown bag she'd left at his feet.
"What's that Harlie?" he asked.
"Mommy's flowers.
Her Daises." She smiled as she handed them to him. He took them off
her and kissed her forehead.
"Thank you Harlow they're
gorgeous."
"Daddy when can we take Mommy home?"
"Am not for another while darling until she gets better." He said.
"Booth I think you should go home and get some sleep. You haven't been home in three weeks. This many hospital showers can not be good for anybody." Angela said softly. Taking the flowers from Booth and putting them into a fresh vase.
"I don't want to leave her Angela."
"it's just for a few hours Booth." he rubbed his hand across his chin. The disposable razors the hospital had weren't exactly fantastic and he could do with a proper shower.
"I'm only going for an hour."
"Two." Angela smiled. he looked at Brennan. He really didn't want to go.
"Daddy go home!" Harlow said. He looked away from Brennan's face to his… their daughter.
"Ok darling." He stood up and took Brennan's hand in his. He leaned down and for the first time since they'd found her he kissed her gently on the lips. "I'll be back soon Bones…" he whispered and left the room.
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The door had just shut when Angela saw something out of the corner of her eye, she stepped closer to Brennan and looked again. Had she really just seen tha… Angela gasped. Brennan's hand was moving.
"Brennan?" she said slowly. Brennan coughed and opened her eyes slowly. "Oh My Bren…"
"Bo…" Brennan coughed again. "Booth?" she said. Angela shook her head.
"Harlow get Daddy!" she said and the small girl ran from the room. Brennan tried to sit up but Angela stopped her. "No don't Bren…"
"Daddy!" Harlow said seeing her father turning the corner at the end of the hall. "Daddy." He turned around to find her running down the hall towards him.
"Harlow what's wrong?"
"Mommy's talking!" she said. Booth's jaw dropped
"What?"
"She just talked!" booth picked her up and ran back to the room.
He walked in to find Angela laughing. She turned when she heard the door open.
"She's ok Booth!" she said grinning. His eyes moved to Brennan she was propped up against her pillows with a glass of water in her hands
"Who's Booth?" Brennan said hoarsely. Booth stopped dead she didn't remember him. He opened his mouth just as a smiled spread across her face, she winced slightly as she stretched the cut on her top lip in the process.
"You're joking!" he said. "I thought you were dead and the first thing you say to me is a joke!" he said walking over to her.
"Hey the first thing you said to me after I thought you were dead was 'Nice shot Bones'" she coughed again.
"God I missed you…" he said tears beginning to form. "… if you couldn't remember me I don't know what I'd have…"
"Booth of course I'd remember you, you're what's kept me going the past few months, what kept me alive the thought of coming back to you! Back to our new life as a married couple, back into you're arms…" she said her own eyes starting to tear up. He sat down beside her and wrapped his arms around her.
"I'm never letting you go ever again Bones, never again." He kissed the top of her head.
Then he felt a tug on the side of his leg. He looked down to find Harlow pulling on his trousers. Brennan gasped.
"Is that my… my baby? My Harlow?" she asked. Booth nodded. Harlow just looked up at her. "She's so big…" the tears were flowing freely down her face now. Harlow still didn't speak.
"Baby what's wrong?"
"I don't remember…" Harlow said slowly.
"Don't remember what darling?" Booth asked.
"Her voice…"
