Sorry it's taken me a couple of day's to post this. I've been really busy with school and what not.

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Brennan walked into the hospital in a daze. There she had been all day, sitting at that coffee cart thinking he didn't care about her, when in reality, he was hurt and all alone. She felt so selfish and naïve. She felt that she should've known him better than that. But he had changed the past 5 months, they both had, and she didn't know what to expect from him anymore.

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She walked into the ICU waiting room where she saw Angela, Hodgins, and Sweets sitting side by side, and Cam in the corner by herself.

"Any change?" Brennan asked, and everyone looked up as Angela walked over to her.

"Sweetie. It's not…it's not looking to good." Angela replied sadly, tear's filling her eyes.

"No! No! He can't…he can't die. I want to see him, I have to see him!" she yelled.

"No one is allowed back there Dr. B." Hodgins spoke walking up behind Angela.

"But I'm his partner! I'm his friend! I'm…."

"The love of his life." Cam spoke as she walked over to them.

"What?" Brennan asked confused.

"Dr. Brennan, Booth stopped at my office before the accident. He…he and Hannah broke up."

"Is that why he crashed? Because he was in a state of depression and sadness?" Brennan asked, urgently but angrily.

"No, of course not. Brennan, Hannah broke up with him because…she heard your confession to Angela last night."

"My confession? What confession…I..oh…She was there?" she studdered, realizing the confession Hannah was referring to.

Cam nodded. "She went home and told Booth that he was still in love with you, and you loved him. She left and Booth spent the rest of the night thinking. He came to me the next day and told me what today was, how you were supposed to meet up at the coffee cart. He was going to take a ride to sort his mind out, when he…he got hit. I'm so sorry Brennan. I really am."

Brennan was crying profusely now.

"He remembered." she whispered.

Angela slightly pushed Hodgins back and pulled Brennan into a hug. "See sweetie. I told you." she soothed.

"I have to seem him." she said, pulling out of Angelas grasps.

"Dr. Brennan, no one is permitted too…." Sweets interferred, feeling left out sitting by himself.

"I don't care! I have to see him!"

She turned away and ran towards the door.

"Brennan! You can't!" they all four yelled as Angela and Cam ran after her.

Brennan stopped at the nurses station.

"Seeley Booth?" she asked.

"Room 20. But miss, no one's aloud in there!" the nurse exclaimed, but Brennan was already gone.

She finally made it to his room, but stopped dead in her tracks. Through the window, she could see him hooked up to all kinds of monitors. He had casts on both his arm and leg, a neck brace, and a tube in his mouth.

Moments later, Angela and Cam caught up to her.

"Brennan. Come on. You don't need to see him like this. He wouldn't want you to."

Brennan didn't listen and entered his room slowly. She walked over to him, stared, and grabbed his hand. She bowed her head, as tears fell again.

"I'm so sorry Booth. I…I'm sorry I broke your heart. I'm sorry. I was being selfish. I…I…"

And then she could no longer talk. Cam and Angela walked in, grabbing her arms and holding her from behind. Someone knocked on the door, as they all turned around and saw a doctor and a nurse standing there.

"There she is. That's the woman that barged in here when I told her she wasn't allowed." the nurse spoke angrily at to the doctor.

"Calm down Annie. Don't act like it hasn't happened before. Hello, I'm Dr. Toliver, Agent Booth's doctor. And you are?"

"I'm Angela Montenegro, this is Dr. Camille Saroyan and this is…"

"I'm Dr. Temperance Brennan."

"Ahh, Dr. Brennan. You must be Booth's partner, yes? I've heard a lot about you two, amazing work really."

"With all due respect Dr. Toliver, I don't think this is a time to be admiring Booth and Brennan's partnership. What happened to Dr. Gallagher? Wasn't he supposed to be the head doctor on Booth's case?" Cam asked.

"Yes, he was indeed. But one of Dr. Gallagher's major, first priority patients needed emergency assistance, so here I am."

"I'm hoping they chose you because you are fairly skilled and not just because they needed a quick replacement." Brennan spoke.

Dr. Toliver laughed, when he received 3 evil glares from 3 independent woman. "Right, you were serious. I'm very sorry. Can we continue discussing Agent Booth's condition?"

The three woman nodded, as Brennan looked down at him and took a deep breath.

"Agent Booth here has multiple injuries. He has a broken arm, leg, neck, and 4 ribs. He ruptured his spleen and his right lung collapsed. We're not sure if there is internal bleeding, and the CT results came back, concluding that he does in fact have a concussion."

"When will he wake up?" Brennan asked.

"There's no telling that, Dr. Brennan I'm very sorry."

"But this has happened before. He's head brain surgery before and didn't wake up till 4 days later. Could it be more severe this time?"

"There is definitely a possiblilty of that, considering his previous a coma and the extent of his injuries. We took him into surgery earlier to repair his lung and spleen, so the anesthesia might be a reason he hasn't woke up yet as well. We have inserted a chest tube to remove any air, fluid, or pus from the intrathoracic space. We are going to keep a close watch on him over the next 48-72 hours or so. But with the extent of his injuries, there's no telling if he will ever recover or wake up. All there is to do is wait. I am sincerely sorry."

Brennan took a seat beside his bed, holding his hand in the process.

"Thank you Dr. Toliver." Brennan said quietly.

"If you need me, I can be paged at any time." he spoke professionaly, and left the room.

"Brennan, I am so sorry. This isn't how it was supposed to happen this…isn't fair."

"Can you please leave us alone?" she asked harshly. "I would like to be by myself."

They nodded, and walked out of the room.

"Here we go again Booth. I'm sitting here hoping and praying that you wake up while you're probably having a beautiful dream."

She stopped for a moment, bowing her head and then continued. "You were going to the coffee cart. I should've known you would've. We made a promise. I sat there all day waiting for you, thinking that you forgot about me and didn't care enough to hold up your end of the bargain when…when you were suffering. I was selfish. I should've at least called you, see what you were doing or what you had planned for the day, maybe I could've saved this from happening."

She was crying harder now, squeezing his hand tighter and tighter, burying her head into the side of his bed.

"I need you Booth. I've needed you since the day we met. I've needed you these last 5 months, I...I need you now. Please, if you can hear me, just...give me some kind of sign."

She waited, hoping that Booth would magically wake up, but nothing happened.

For the rest of the day, she waited. Waited for him to die, waited for him to live, waited for an absolution, that would hopefully come.

Okay, so you may recognize the final line a little from the Titanic. But I changed it a bit to fit the story line better. So yeah, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please, review!

Dedication: I would like to dedicate this chapter to one of my best friends Evan. I'm waiting for you. I have for over a year now, and will continue till the day you say you don't want me. Please, don't keep me waiting any longer. It's killing me. Love you(: