Chapter 5: Let's start the torture again...
Booth have an awful week; he was going and coming from the
hospital for some test prior to the start of the new treatment session. He also continues working for the Bureau, but form his house. Cullen knew from previous situation, that the cold does not help him, so he told Booth to work from home as a consultant like he had been doing. Also, Caroline confirmed Booth that the Judge want him in the court room the day after his treatment, but she does not loose the faith that she may convince him other wise. The words from Brennan spoke to him at his house are inside his head all the time. He just wants to call her, but right now he does not have the strength to face her.
Rebecca wanted to stay at the hospital whit him as soon she heard that he was admitting himself to stay in the hospital during the treatment, but he does not allow it. He just wants to be alone as he has done with the two previous sessions.
"Seeley let me stay with you." Pledge Rebecca as she drove him to the hospital.
"Becca, I already told you. I have plenty of experience in this, I'll be ok. Beside, you have to take care of Parker." He told her with half smile in his lips as she park the car in the hospital.
"You now that you don't have to do this alone?" She was opening the car door to him.
"I know that. But I don't want anyone to see me like this." A sad grim appeared in his face as he tell her.
"You are a lost case. But at least promise me something Booth. If you need anything, call me." She tell him as an order and he smile.
"I promise. But you need to keep an eye in Parker." He kisses her softly in the check, as they both start to walk slowly toward the hospital entrance.
As soon he was admitted, he asked Rebecca to leave so she can return to her normal activities. She was willing to stay with him a bit longer, but he wants to be alone. When the nurse takes him to his room, he looked at it sadly. He just misses his own room, but right now, this will be his home for a while. The nurse excuses herself for a few minutes and he slipped into the bed. By now he knew the routine that was coming. As he arranges himself in the bed, a nurse enters again, and after a few words, began to connect him to the drip. He slept immediately thanks to a medicine that his doctors order for him to make him rest since he was unable to do that for the past week and the doctors found him tired during the last check up.
After two full rounds of treatments, he was just relaxed about the procedure. He had his eyes closed tightly. The sensation of the treatment in his body was making him feeling s little strange. During his previous treatment, he just listens to music to calm his nerves and make his mind escape his own reality. As the nurse let him alone for a few minutes, he put on his earplugs and began listen music to calm his anxiety.
He was sleeping, finally. The treatment had finished a few hours ago, and he was throwing up since then. This was the worst reaction he had about the chemotherapy. The symptoms usually appear the day after the treatment, but the doctor's advice him that in one of the test that he had during the past week, they has spot a estrange shadow in his back. As if the tumor was starting to form and the doctors decided give he a high dose just avoids getting him trough a second operation in his back. By now, he had an acute pain in his stomach, he does no have ate nothing since the last night, and don't have any appetite either. The nurse hade tried to make him ate, but he refused everything. He opens his eyes, as he felt someone entering his room.
"Hi Cherrie!" Caroline said in a low voice as she sit in the chair near his bed and grab his hand on hers.
"Caroline, I don't think today is a good day for visiting you know." A tired smile appeared in his face as he tried to comfort Caroline.
"I know Cherrie you are not felling quite good. The nurses have told me." She said calmly.
"This is the worst treatment effect that I ever experience." He admitted to her.
"I'm sorry Cherrie." A comforting smile appeared in her face.
"I know Caroline. But what are you doing here?" He asked finally, knowing that the visit was no social.
"Cullen take me, he is talking to you doctor in the hallway."
"What happen?" He let go of her hand and try to sit in the bed.
"The judge put your name for tomorrow. The best we did is to put you first." She said like a whisper.
"Caroline is alright, just tell the doctor to give me some medication to stop the pain, the nausea and the vomiting and I will be fine. This is a federal trial; I'm not going to ignore the judge request." Booth tells he so she don't feel guilty.
"Cherrie, I'm so sorry about all this. But if the doctors don't allow you to go, the judge will excuse you, so don't worry about it. We explain your situation to the judge, and he understands it. He tells us that if you can't go tomorrow, we can reschedule your testimony for other day." Caroline was trying to sound convincing.
Meanwhile in the hallway, Cullen was talking with Booth's doctors.
"I can't approve that exit Sir. Did you know how sick he is?" The doctor said in a serious voice.
"I knew that. But the Judge put him in the witness list for tomorrow." Cullen said softly.
"He spoke to me a last week about it. But I'm not quite sure of all this. I already told him this; I will not approve him to get out just going to a court room, he needs attention and care, and a lot of rest. Look, if he wants to go, that's his call." The doctor said to him remembering the conversation he had with Booth.
"Thanks." Cullen said breathing in relieve.
"Don't thanks me, is his decision. I only hope that nothing goes wrong."
Cullen stand by the doctor a few minutes, gave him a hand shake and walk toward Booths room.
"How are you feeling?" Cullen as he enters into the room.
Booth never answered Cullen question as an attack of vomit get him. He just turned to his side and wait until the vomit cease. Then he wipes his own face and mouth and then faces them.
"Fine sir, just fine." Booth said trying to get into a more comfortable position.
"You are not a good liar" Respond Cullen as he help the agent. "I already talk to your doctor, he does not want to release you tomorrow since you are so week, but we assure him that you will be back, so I'm going to peak you up at 8:30 and you will be back at 10:00. He said that you have to make the decision. If you insist in keep going he is going to sign you for a few additional drugs in the morning so you can go to the court. The judge and the defendant lawyer knew that you are in the hospital, so they are going to ask you the questions fast, so you can return and rest. "
"Cherrie, I still don't think this is a good idea. The judge give us until tomorrow to let him know if you can make it. I can make a petition for you to testify without going to the court." Preoccupation filled Caroline words to Booth.
"Thanks Caroline, but I want to close this case finally. Just let me rest, I will be fine for tomorrow. Also, I don't have anything to go to the court tomorrow, unless you want me to go in the hospital gown." Booth said to both of them with a mischievous smile in his lips.
"That's tempting Cherrie, really tempting, but no" Caroline tell Booth as she smile.
Cullen offered himself to pick up his thing for the court and take them to the hospital first thing in the morning. Booth told Cullen were his clothes are and what he want to wear. So when they leave him, he just lay back into the pillows begging god to let him sleep a while.