A/N: - Wow sorry this took so long I've been swamped in coursework up to my eyeballs!!! I now have this underneath my knees so will need to keep an eye on but here's an update just for you =D

Thanks to all those who are reading and loving/liking this! Oh and just to remind you I don't own Bones.

Bones' head spun as she tried to block the morning sun blaring through her window with her hand. Booth had been asleep for some while she lay next to him wondering what he was dreaming, if he was dreaming at all. Bones was bed ridden but that still didn't stop her from slipping out of the bed and walking slowly and painfully to the small bathroom adjoined to her room. She stood looking at herself in the mirror. She gasped at how tired she looked, her face was so pale and her were eyes slightly blood shocked. 'How does Booth do it? He always seems to look...Well okay despite the injuries.' Bones reached for the small brush that was sat on one of the shelves full of hospital toiletries. She gently ran it through her hair a few times, it made her feel a little better, but what she really wanted was just to go home and relax in her own clothes instead of this uncomfortable gown.

Booth stirred and reached his hand out to pull Bones to him, but his hand found the mattress on the other side of the bed. He shot up in an instant 'Oh god! No. How...!' Booth leapt out of the bed his head swimming with hundreds of possibilities that could have happened none of them ended well. "Bones, Bones!" Booth shouted running to the door, before he got there he heard a small voice call out behind him "Booth?" He spun around to see her stood the bathroom door with a small towel in her hand. Booth let out a sigh relief. He smiled to reassure her that that was alright. "Sorry, I panicked when I could see you." He confessed to her sheepishly. She smiled and nodded "That's understandable." Her eyes glinted with something Booth couldn't quite put his finger on. She turned back into the bathroom. She dabbed the towel to her face and heard the bed squeak. He was on the bed again. Bones tried her best to freshen herself up "Bones, aren't you meant to be on bed rest?" she heard Booth call to her distractedly. "Yes, but I'm fine I had a look at my x-rays and -"

"You looked at your x-rays?" She could tell by his tone she had his full attention. She sighed, she had lied to Booth since they met and she wasn't about to start. "Yes, Booth there's nothing broken no serious internal damage so..."She trailed off as she heard a noise outside the window. Bones moved to see what it was. She was on the ground floor and this made her slightly uneasy, if she wanted to shut the window she would have to reach out to get it. Bones paused for a moment. She heard a can roll and soon it rolled into her line of sight. It had come from to the left of the window, whatever had moved it was parallel with her. She leant toward the window and placed her hand on the wall next to the window to keep her balance. Bones had an urge to shout Booth 'No, don't shout. Then whoever's out there will know that I know they're there.' She took a deep breath and leant the all the way and made to shut the window when something flew up on to the window. The sudden unexpected movement made her jump and she let out an involuntary scream, she lost her balance and fell to the floor.

Booth was sat on the bed reading a letter he found in his pocket, it was from Parker. The end of the envelope had been covered in Bones' blood. He shuddered at the memory of Bones lying on the ground bleeding out under his hands. He shook his head and opened to letter. It was addressed to 'Daddy' and written in purple crayon. Booth smiled when he read about how Parker had found a frog in the garden. He was getting to the end when he heard Bones scream, this was followed by a sickening thud.

"Bones!" Booth jumped to his feet, he ran into the bathroom the sight he saw made his knee's weak. Bones was on the floor propped up on her elbows smiling sheepishly at him. On the window sill a large ginger cat looked at her its eyes wide and it chest heaving. Booth couldn't help but collapse to the floor in an uncontrollable spasm of laughter. "Booth, this isn't funny!" she exclaimed although the laughter was clear in her voice. Booth couldn't breathe through laughter. He looked up at her she was smiling a smile that reached her eyes. She looked so beautiful, she looked radiant and better then she had looked just a moment ago. He caught her smile waver slightly and he hurriedly looked to the cat 'What if she saw something in my face.' He thought catching his breath.

Bones was sure he had been looking at her with an expression that mirrored how she was feeling. Booth had looked away from her quickly and she followed his gaze to the cat, which was still sat on the window sill licking its self. The cat looked up at the pair, this triggered Bones into hysterical laughter. She lay back on the floor holding her stomach finding it hard to breathe in between her laughs. She could hear Booth making his way towards her, but all she could do was pant for air as he helped her sit up. She took in a deep breath. She looked up into Booth eyes. She almost lost herself within them, he smiled his charm smile at her then heaved himself to his feet, offering a hand out to help Bones up he caught the same glint as before in her eye.

Bones reached up to take his hand and withdrew it a little as she felt sparks rush from his hand through to hers. Her eyes flew up to lock onto his. She knew by his face that he had felt it too. He acted un-phased by it so she took his hand. Booth smiled to himself as the sensation ran up his arm. He gripped her hand and pulled her up a little too strongly. He had pulled her against his chest. She stood shocked for a moment then he felt her relax as her eyes locked with his. A shiver ran down Bones' spine as she felt his hand on her back. Booth smiled down at her and with his other hand he ran a finger along her jaw line, Bones felt her skin tingle under is finger. Booth gently ran a hand through her hair. A quiet moan passed her lips as she moved her head into his hand. Booth lent in to kiss when he heard the door to her room open. Bones leapt out of his arms as her name was called "Brennan?" Bones smoothed her hair down and left Booth stood in the bathroom. 'Did that just happen? Had I just been about to kiss Bones?'

Angela squealed as she hugged her best friend. "Oh, Sweetie how are you?" She asked happy and concerned to see Bones was walking around. She smiled at Bones when saw Booth come out the bathroom moments after she had.

"What?" Bones asked looking at Booth then back to Angela.

Booth noticed a bag Angela had he looked up to Angela "What's in the bag?" he asked hoping it was something that would help him with this case.

Angela handed some files to Bones who read through them. It was a report from ballistics on her bullet. Angela handed Booth the bag with the bullet in, both Booth and Bones shuddered at the sight of it.

Bones' hand flew to her mouth in shock and horror. Booth's face filled with concern "Bones, Bones what wrong?" When he got no response he moved behind her and read the file. His eyes darted to his gun on the table he looked at the bullet in the bag. Without thinking Booth made a grab for his gun, Bones looked at him surprised by his sudden movement. Booth emptied his gun and held a bullet out to Bones. She looked to him with worry in her eyes. She took a tissue from the bedside table and pulled the bullet out the bag in and held it in the tissue in one hand. She took the bullet from Booth in the other and looked at each one in turn.

Bones looked at him and handed his bullet, she released a shaky breath she didn't know she held. "Booth I was shot by a gun the same as yours, but not your gun." She spoke the last words clearly to make sure that her point was put across. Angela let out a sigh of relief "Well can we find what gun it is?" she hoped this wasn't too much to ask. Bones looked at her and smiled "We might be able to trace it back to the gun," she paused to look at Booth her smile fading before continuing, "Then hopefully on to its owner." She struggled to finish her sentence. The thought of being so close to her shooter made her physically ill. Bones exhaled shakily and ran her hand through her hair and leant against the wall. Angela reached out and touched her shoulder 'This isn't like her at all.'

"Sweetie, are you alright?"

"Yeah." Her voice was quiet and hollow.

"Oh, sweetie, by the way I brought you some clothes. I'll just run out to my car and get them." Angela was about to leave the room when Bones called her back.

"I just want to go home." Bones' voice sounded vulnerable, Booth had to fight the urge to stand in front of her and protect her. "I'll see what the doctors say." And with that Angela left while mouthing something at Bones.

'He's your knight in shining FBI standard-issue body armour.'

Bones laughed at the familiar phrase. Booth slowly made his way over to her after Angela had left. She was putting the file on the bedside table and slowly got back into bed there was nothing else for her to do. She looked up when she felt his gaze on her "Why are you staring at me?" Booth met her gaze he couldn't lie to her when she trusted him so much. "I wasn't staring!" he said flashing her is charm smile. Bones couldn't help but smile back. "Booth, you were." She laughed lightly. Booth just simply shook his head and looked at the letter from Parker, and then he remembered the bathroom incident. 'If Angela hadn't have walked in would I have kissed her? No. I wouldn't have, would I?' The thought of her lips against his gave him a familiar slight tightness in his pants. He looked out the window not trusting himself to look at her.

Bones sat and watched him and saw the piece of yellow paper with what looked like purple scribbles on it, she gasped when she saw the blood. She knew it was hers and she looked away to the door as Angela came in. "Here you are Sweetie." Angela handed a large bag over to her and she took it looking disappointed. "What is it Bren?" Angela looked at her concerned. "I'm I going home?" Bones asked looking from Angela to Booth, who was still looking out of the window lost in thought.

"Sweetie..." Angela looked at her sadly, "The doctor said as long as someone looks after you." She laughed. Bones looked down at the bag in her hands "Then why did you bring the bag?" Booth laughed at her question, she looked at him confusion clear on her face. "What do you expect to go home in?" he laughed. Bones bit her lip and nodded her agreement a smile pulling at her lips. Booth turned to her and patted her leg "Well... I'll let you get ready and dressed and I'll be back in a minute, yeah?" She nodded again and Booth smiled at them both as he left.

"Bren, are you sure you okay? You just let Mr. Save-your-life-any-time walk out the room!" she laughed helping Bones to her feet.

"Ange, what did you want me to do. Tell him to stay."

"Yes!" she gripped Bones's wrists as she said it. Bones laughed and pulled away from her to route in the bag.

"Ange, are you sure this is mine." Bones held up a small tight looking black tank top.

"Oh yeah, I thought it would be comfortable for you then some of your other tops." She wore a mischievous smile as she spoke. Bones just nodded and pulled a pair of jeans on under her gown. Angela helped her put the top on she then stood back to look Bones over.

"Sweetie, if Booth won't have you he's blind." She said turning Bones around. Bones laughed and looked over to the door where Booth's head appeared "Bones are we..." he trailed of when he saw her. The tank top showed off her amazing body perfectly "You...you look...better." he smiled at her "Well are we ready to go?" he asked.