Both men sat silent in the room. Suddenly one of them spoke.

"I was already wondering when she was going to collapse. No one can take so much stress and responsibility with lack of so much sleep."

Booth slowly nodded. He was still in shock.

How could I have not seen this coming? She was exhausted. No wonder she just collapsed in my arms. No wonder Hodgins was so mad at me.

Flashback:

Hodgins came out of Angela's and Brennan's room. The doctor had ordered a bed to be installed aside Dr. Brennan's bed. he didn't want to separate the woman when they needed each other that much. Hodgins was Radiating pure rage.

Booth actually felt uneasy. He had never seen Hodgins like that.

Because Hodgins isn't like that. He's the nice bug and slime guy. I'm the ex Ranger.

" You have a lot of explaining to do, Booth." His voice was calm and cold, the rage very present in his body language.

"First of all, why weren't we informed about Dr. B and what happened to her? Have you any idea how worried Cam, Zack and I have been?"

Booth swallowed.

"I'm sorry, Hodgins. Angela just didn't want to disappoint you guys. Had you known, you would have come to visit her. She doesn't want any visitors. Angela is the only one with permission to her room. I'm sorry, Hodgins, I really am."

"Fine, I can understand that. But you still should have told me, Booth."

Booth lifted his brow.

He really doesn't get it! I just explained to him that...

Hodgins interrupted his thoughts.

"I know Dr. B wouldn't have want to see me. And I wouldn't have pried. But if I had known I could have at least made sure that Angela was doing okay."

His look pierced into Booth's eyes.

"It's your fault, Booth. It's your fault that Ange is lying in that bed, besides Dr. B."

Hodgins had turned around and entered the room again, were he found Angela and Brennan sound asleep.

He's right. I failed at protecting Brennan, I failed at protecting Angela. This entire situation is my fault.

The doctor was studying Angent Booth. He knew how to read a person. So he decided that if he wanted to help either one of the young women, he needed to help Agent Booth first.

So he spoke up with a clear and steady voice. "This is not your fault Agent Booth."

Booth quickly turned his head and looked at the doctor in disbelief as he continued.

"I understand why you may think that this is your fault, but it's not."

"It's not your fault that Dr. Brennan was attacked. "

"It's not your fault that you didn't get there in time to stop it from happening."

"It's not your fault that this bastard carved those words into her skin."

"It's not you fault that she's been having nightmares."

He kept looking at the doctor who was telling him what he had already known but couldn't face. It was not his fault.

"It's not your fault that Angela decided to stay with her friend overnight."

"It's not your fault that Angela lost consciousness, twenty minutes ago."

"None of what has happened is your fault Agent Booth."

He paused.

"But, Agent Booth, if you don't take responsibility right now, I'm afraid it will be your fault that Dr. Brennan doesn't make an emotional recovery."

"It will be your fault that Angela will exhaust herself trying to take care of Brennan."

Booth stared at the doctor his eyes wide in disbelief.

The doctor looked at him and asked: "Do you remember what I asked you the night she came in?

I asked you what your relationship to her was. Your friend said that the two of you trust each other with your lifes, right."

He paused, Booth was paralyzed. He couldn't respond in any way.

The doctor continued.

"That's what she needs right now. Someone she trusts that much. Someone who will be able to convince her to get out of bed. To convince her to get out of bed. To put her clothes on. To eat. To talk about what happened to her. Someone who will be able to help her heal. My first choice actually was Miss Montenegro. But I think we have to agree that that is now out of the question. She needs someone that will remember to also take care of theirselves so they can continue to care for her."

He looked into Booth's eyes.

"That someone isn't Miss Montenegro. It's you Agent Booth."

"Think about it, Agent Booth. I know that you would be here instead of Miss Montenegro. If she would allow you to be."

Booth finally found his voice again.

"That's exactly why it won't work doctor. She doesn't want me anywhere near her. She wouldn't come home with me. She wouldn't."

"You are wrong, Agent Booth. She will. Because even more then not wanting to be around you, she wants to get out of the hospital. She's only leaving in your care."

Booth looked at him.

" I don't know what that means."

A soft grin curled around his lips. That's exactly what she would have said.

The doctor grinned to.

"That's exactly what she said, Agent Booth, when I told her."

The doctor looked down on his desk.

Suddenly Booth realized he was ashamed as he continued.

"That's the reason I wanted to have this meeting with you and Miss Montenegro. I had already told Dr. Brennan, hoping you would also just accept the fact that she was only going home if you move in with her, like she did. I just..."

"Whoa! Wait a minute! She ACTUALLY agreed that I move in with her?"

The doctor nodded.

"Just like that? No fight, no yelling, no threats?"

"No, she didn't do any of those things. Why do you ask?"

Booth couldn't believe this. There was only one thought running around in his head.

Maybe, just maybe, she doesn't blame me after all.

A/N

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