Nice long chapter ... yes, I know I should be studying ...
Confused, disorientated and stiff, Seeley Booth opened his eyes slowly and surveyed his surroundings. He was lying on a thin, uncomfortable bed. He could hear a faint beeping somewhere on his right. An IV ran from his left arm.
Temperance Brennan sat in the chair beside him.
Gently he reached out and touch her hand. Her head rose quickly and she looked at him closely.
"Seeley?" Since when did she call him by his first name? "Seeley, can you hear me? Talk to me, sweetheart." Since when did she call him sweetheart?
"Why am I in a hospital? What happened?"
"Oh thank god, you're fully awake this time," tears came to her eyes and she hugged him tightly. "I've waited so long. They said you mightn't come back. Thank you so much!"
They embraced for several moments before Brennan pulled away. She was smiling more than he remembered every seeing her before. Then her grin dropped when she took in his bewildered facial expressions.
"Seeley, do you know who I am?" Brennan hoped the possibility of memory loss wouldn't reach all the way back to before they met.
"How could I forget?" Booth's smiled at her a took her hand. "You're Bones."
She hadn't hear anyone call her that in a long time. Tears started to flow again and she hugged him once more.
"What happened? I don't remember," Booth whispered into her hair.
"You were in an accident," she replied, her voice smothered by the bleached white hospital gown Booth wore. Pulling back, Brennan started to explain but stopped when she noticed him noticing her swelled stomach. She was now 7 months pregnant. His mouth was open in a fish-like expression.
"Oh," was all Brennan said. Booth's eyes flicked to her hand and he saw an engagement ring.
After a moment, Booth forced a smile, "Congratulations." He said softly.
"What?"
"Your baby and your engagement," he gestured to her stomach. "He's a very lucky guy."
It sunk in to Brennan's mind at that moment. He didn't remember that they were together.
"Seeley, you're the lucky guy. You're the father..."
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"Tempe?"
"Mmmm?" Brennan mumbled, snuggling closer into Booth's vast chest. It was 9.30, neither of them had to work and the bed was warm from the sunlight streaming threw the window. Everything was perfect.
"Will you marry me?" He pulled her closer with his arm.
"Seeley, I ..."
"It's okay," Booth smiled, the question had come out of no where. "You can say no, if you want."
"That's the thing. I don't want to say no."
"You don't?"
"No," she laughed. "I mean yes. Yes, I will marry you, Seeley Booth."
He sat up, the bed sheets pooling around his waist, and hugged her tightly.
"Really? You'll marry me?"
"Yes, I love you," she sighed.
"I love you too,"
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"But," stuttered Booth. "How? What? When? Why?"
"I think you left out 'who' and 'where,'" she said with a laugh. He was so cute we he was confused. "We got to together after Ange and Jack ran out of the chapel on their wedding day."
"Angela and Hodgins are together?" Booth looked lost. At that moment, it sunk in how much he couldn't recall.
"Babe, what's the last thing you remember?"
Booth thought hard, his mind muddled by the medication. "Uhhh, Hodgins and you getting taken by the gravedigger."
A stunned pause.
"Seeley, that was over a year ago. It's 2008 now."
"Oh..." Booth sat for a moment, trying to find where the last year had got too.
Brennan grasped his hand. "The doctors said it could happen. They said you might have memory loss for a while. But it won't be permanent. Hopefully."
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Hodgins and Angela had just fled from their wedding, running away to get married somewhere no one knew their names. The guest were confuzzled. The priest was confuzzled. Booth and Brennan were confuzzled. Everyone was confuzzled. Moments later, after the shock wore off, Brennan turned to Booth.
"What do we do now?"
Neither of them had the answer. For a moment they stared until Brennan reached out and pulled Booth into a passionate kiss.
The guests started to cheer. They had come to see two people making out and they had got what they paid for.
Brennan pulled away after several moments of bliss. Giggling, her and Booth hugged then went down the aisle to see where their friends had got to. Zach found himself swept into a kiss by tall, blond and stunning women. Maybe he wouldn't leave for Iraq after all ...
Outside the chapel, Brennan and Booth watched as Angela waved to them from the back of Hodgins' red Ferrari.
"Go do the horizontal mambo, guys," Angela yelled. "As a wedding gift to me!"
Little did she know, they had already decided that was the perfect plan for the rest of the night.
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"So, let me get this straight," Booth looked overwhelmed. "Hodgins and Angela ran out of their wedding then you pashed me? We dated for five months then I proposed?"
He looked at her uncertainly. She nodded. "Don't you think that was a little soon?"
Brennan laughed, "it was very spur of the moment. You didn't even have a ring. Very much a 'Hmm, I feel like asking her too marry me' moment."
Booth laughed. "Okay, then three months later we conceive ..."
"Kara,"
"Kara. Two weeks after that I have the accident."
"Yes," Brennan shuddered. It was still terrible to recall.
"And now I've been in the coma for almost seven months? And you're seven and a half months pregnant?"
"Correct,"
"Wow, sounds exciting."
"It was," Brennan held his hand again.
"Damn, I wish I remembered it."
"Well, how about I tell you about it?"
"I'd like that."
"Well lets go from our first "date" ..."
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"Well, this is ... nice," Brennan said with a laugh. Her and Booth were sitting at his kitchen table, eating burnt sausage rolls.
"Don't you mock me, Miss Brennan," Booth looked affronted. "You were the one who insisted on getting kidnapped."
"I didn't do it on purpose," she retorted, with a smile. "You know I would never purposely sabotage own first date."
"Do you realize how long it took me to get that reservation?"
"I'm sorry, Seeley,"
He smiled.
"You called me Seeley."
"Excellent job for pointing that out," Brennan replied. Then took a bite out of the sausage roll. It burnt her tongue. "Oww."
"What was it?"
"Ooo, it's hot," she gestured for a glass of water. Quickly, Booth got out of his seat and rushed to the sink. Grabbing a cup out of the cupboard, he placed his fingers under the water and let it run until it was cold. After a few moments he started to fill up the glass. He turned to look at Brennan for a moment, who was still making "burnt tongue" gestures, and didn't realize the cup had overflowed until he felt the liquid on his fingers.
Grabbing the glass and start back to Brennan, spilling most of the glass on his shirt, only to realize she was sitting quietly.
"Doesn't hurt anymore," she said, smiling at the flustered agent. "But thanks for the water."
Booth rolled his eyes and flopped to his chair.
"Sorry, Bon- Tempe, this is a disaster,"
"Okay, so it's not a delicious meal and a beautiful Italian restaurant surrounded by candles and music but the thought was there," she smiled and took his hand. "And think about it. The luck we're having today, we would've probably burnt the place down by know."
"You always know the right thing to say, don't you?"
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"Sounds ... destructive," said Booth after Brennan had finished her recount.
"It was! We ended up with a shattered painting from a corkscrew gone awry, a large burn mark on the table from a candle and having sex on the couch because the window in your room was open and it rained all over the bed."
Booth laughed. It sounds so good to hear after so long.
"We're meant to be together, obviously,"
Wow that was a long chapter :) I didn't realized until now. Anyway review and tell me what you think. BTW I don't update if I don't get reviews so ... :)