A.N : Bonés is still not mine, danm it!

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CHAPTER 4- CARING

" Oh my God. You know that state of mind when things are swirling so fast in your brain that you don't even know how or where to start? That's me right now. groping ? HOT?" Angela's voice was a strange kind of shrieking, while her body in fact bounced up and down.

" Then, my dear, let me do the honors." Hodgins looked straightly to a very wary Seeley Booth, a cat smile in his face as he grabbed Ange by her shoulders to keep her from falling. " Well, G-man, thank you for stating the obvious, for there isn't one single person here in the Jeffersononian that would not agree that DR. Brennan is indeed, Hot. But it's always amusing to see you finally admitting that too. Way to go, Booth." Jack bowed in mock respect, hearing cheer from his colleagues. " But now, I would be very careful with this groping thing, dude. Hat can be easily called sexual harassment if done in the wrong place and the wrong time." He wiggled his blond eyebrowns to Booths hands, which still remained where they first were, as if glue was put in Brennan waist.

" Oh, don't mind the groping, sweetey. You keep doing that studly. I always knew that Bren would fall for those strong arms eventually. And she seems quite confortable like this. Am I wrong?" Indeed, if Brennan was completely sincere with herself, she would say yes. It felt great to be in Booth's arms. Specially when she felt so cold. Another shiver passed across her spine, and she actually buried her face into her partner's chest, feeling once more her legs weaken and her vision go blur. She let out a small whimper despite herself, and for the first time people started to wonder if something was wrong.

" Ok, Bones. Deep breathes again. Can somebody please pull me a freaking stool, chair or something? She really needs to sit down."

" Yeah, I don't mean to be a joy crusher or anything, but Dr. Brennan really doesn't look okay. Here, Booth, Seat her." Cam had already pulled a nearby stoll as fast as she could, and was now helping the FBI agent to stead Brennan on it, grabbing one of her arms while Booth kept holding her to manage the balance. " And I'm very sorry to say that I'm pretty sure that Booth pronounced the word hot for a completely different reason then our first happy impressions. Dr. Brennan has a very high fever, as far as I can tell by only touching her."

" I'm fine." Temperance mumbled trying to sound annoying, but even she could tell that she wasn't convincing at all. I'm far from fine. I just want to go home and crawl into bed. I just want the world to stop spinning. But I can't be sick. I can't be fragile. Despite that, she was on the verge of tears. She never felt so physically ill in her life, and she was deeply ashamed by her current state, specially in front of people she struggled so much to show independence , confidence and strong.

" What? She's sick? And you took her to the field? Booth, are you nuts?" Booth was suddenly amazed by how fast Angela's mood could change. One minute she was jumping up and dawn, probably thinking all kinds of unapropriate things about him and his Bones, and now she looked ready to slap him.

" I have to agree with Angela on that one, Booth. Dr. Brennan should be at home,if not in the hospital." Being a doctor, she was already with her clinical eye surveying all aspects of her colleague, and she honestly didn't like what she was getting. Brennan's temperature was probably up the roof. Her pulse was fast and somewhat weak. Her breathing seemed a little hard.

" Okay, you really should start to remember the person which we're talking about here. This is freaking workaholic Bones, the one that runnes down her elevator ans swore that if I didn't took her to the field, she would just go by herself. And raise a hand who doesn't believe that she wouldn't do that." And now, I caught them. Beat this,cause everybody knows how Bones can be. " So, yes, I took her to the field, so I could keep an eye on her. I just didn't want her to be alone. So, sue me ok?"

" And to grope me. Booth cupped my breast." Why can't I just faint already? That would help a lot right now.

" Bones…please!! Haven't we discussed about you being quiet for now?" Okay,before you guys start all that crap on me, I just want to say that Bones here acts funny when she's sick. She told me herself, and…"

" Oh, sweetey, don't worry. It's Bren verbal fever diarreya me, I've been in your place." Ange was actually sympathetic, for she knew too far how her friend got on the rare occasions she got sick. But that doesn't means that I can't push those two a little, right? " But just for the record, she expresses a lot of inner wishes like this, mr. hot stuff. So…you might want to pay attention."

" I'm telling you guys, I'm fine. I have to start the work…" And then, there was the danm coughing again. This time, it got so bad that by the end she had actual tears in her eyes. What's wrong with me? Now, besides everything, I'm getting emotional? Once again, she was burying her face against Booth's chest, and by this time, a little sniff came out. Thank God, only Booth caught that, and immediately his chocolate eyes were glued on hers.

" What's the matter, Temperance?" His voice was so sweet against her ears, speaking only for her to listen. His embrace became stronger, and now he could feel a few tears moisten his shirt, and that alone made him frea out evem more if it was possible.

" can you please take me to my office?" Her voice was muffled and shaky, but this time everyone could hear it, and the team became very silent. Was Dr. temperance Brennan crying?

" Sweetey…" A strong hand rested on Angela's shoulder, ans she raised her eyes to meet Booth's. He was in charge. He would have it under control.

" Clark, can you make the preliminary exam and report it to me in my office? And jack, could you…"

" Bones, they know what to do,okay?" His voice was so soothing. She felt Cam's hand on her arm, but didn't bothered to look.

" Everything is going to be done perfectly as always, dr. Brennan. I assure you that. Just go with Booth to your office for a while. I'll be there as soon as I can to make a full examination on you. And Clark will give your reports,as the others." Cam used her best assuring doctor voice, and it seemed to work a bit.

" Ok, then. Can you walk, Bones?" She nodded slowly, but apparently her body didn't agree, for her head started to spin like crazy, and by the moment she got on her feets, her knees started to bent over.

" Damn it!What's wrong with me? This is my body, I should be on the control here! This is just stupid, everything is stupidy. I can't seem do be able to uncling of your body!! And I know that's a very good body and we could do a lot of fun things with it, but this is just…"

" The fever talking, Bones. Please, please,please stop. You know what? Let's go, honey."

Booth didn't even processed his last words while lifting his Bones and cradling her as if she could broke by any minute, adjusting her head on the curve of his neck, letting her arms encircle it and just enjoying how good that felt. Not that he was going to admit it. Ever. So, he failed to see the tender and knowing smiled on his back while he conducted his Bones to the dark office.

He turned the light on just slightly, so that too much clarity would bother his Bones.

" Ok, there you go, temperance. Here, let me just adjust this pillow for you. It's not good to stay completely flat because your breathing is a little congested. Now, just promise me for once in your life that you'll be lying very still here for a while. Can you do that for me?"

" I'll just stay here for a few moment. Just until the medicines do their job." Booth let out a small smile, for her voice was already drowsy with sleep. " And I don't need to be examined, will you tell Cam that I appreciate her help, but no?" Booth smiled again, taking of his coat and laying carefully over his Bones, tucking her in.

" Sorry, Bones, You'll lose on that one. Just endulge your partner and let Cam take a look at you. It will make me less worried."

" Fine. Whathever, Booth.I don't care. I just want to close my eyes for a moment. Promise to keep me updated on the case? My cell is right here. Will you call me?" She was already dozing off.

" I always call you, Bones. You know that. Ok, now I really have to go. You rest,ok?" His hands seemed to create a life of they own, and his tumbs caressed her face until he felt her body relax.

He was already by the door when a sleepy voice was heard.

" And Booth? If you ever call me honey again, I'll find a gun and shoot you. But this time, it felt nice,honey"

TBC…