Chapter 4

This Can't Really Be Happening

POV Brennan

Walking through the door to my house I was not feeling relieved like I thought I was going to. I can't get the thought of Booth out of my mind. I've never seen him act the way he did today before. At Booth's last birthday we sat outside the Founding Fathers and that's when he let me in. He told me that his father drank. I know that Booth would never sink as low as his father. Hodgins told me while we were buried alive by the Grave Digger that I had "Faith" in Booth that he would save us in time. Dare I say that yes I do have faith in Booth. I know he wouldn't go out drinking because my faith in him is real.

I'm walking down the hall to my bedroom to get ready to go to bed. I take out the same pair of Booth's sweatpants that I had on when he came knocking on my door with the news about his grandfather. In my bed I am lying trying to fall asleep. Closing my eyes all I can see is Booth. This image of Booth is something that I haven't seen up until three days ago. I'm falling asleep with a smile on my face because I know that Booth and I are becoming closer and closer every day. I'm starting to drift off into a dream of what happened that night when Booth came over looking for a shoulder to cry on because of the loss of Pops.

Brennan raps Booth in a "guy hug" that lasts longer than normal. They let go of one another and Brennan leads Booth over to sit on the couch.

Brennan walks into the kitchen asking "Booth. Do you want a beer or something?"

"A water will be just fine Bones."

Brennan poured two glasses of water one for Booth and the other for herself and walked back into the living room to rejoin Booth on the couch. As Brennan came into the room she saw that Booth was no longer sitting on the couch he was standing. He walked towards Brennan with a look in his eyes that she had never seen before. She couldn't figure out what his eyes were telling her. Booth took both glasses out of her hands and placed them on the nearest table. He turned back to look at Brennan. Booth kept walking until he was in Brennan's personal space. There was less than an inch of space between them. Brennan unsure of what was going on moved her head so she was staring at the floor. Booth took his hand and placed it under Brennan's chin and gently lifted her face so she was looking him straight in the eyes. Then Booth started to talk.

"Bones, I don't know what I did to get such a good partner and friend like you. I don't deserve to be standing here in your house at 3:24 in the morning with you being here for me."

Brennan started to talk, but Booth brought his finger up to place it on Brennan's lips to silence her.

"Shh Bones I'm not done. Losing Pops has made me realize something."

Brennan was still gazing into Booth's eyes. The whole time she was trying to figure out what emotion was in his eyes. When he brought his hand was to silence her she realized what it was. It was love, faith, truth, and passion. Ever since she met Seeley Booth there had been a spark and over the years for Brennan that spark had turned into love.

"There is so many things that I had kept inside of me that I wanted to tell Pops and now I can't. I made the decision that I was not going to keep things that I want to say to people buried inside of me anymore. So I have something I need to tell you."

Booth's hands circled around Brennan's waist and pulled her to him closing off the space between them. He rested his forehead against hers and finished what he wanted to tell her.

"I love you Temperance Brennan. I always have and I always will."

With that he brought his lips to Brennan's and gave her a sweet yet passionate kiss. He started to walk her backwards towards her bedroom. Their kissing was nonstop. Kissing each other as if they would never see the other again. Midway down the hall Brennan broke the kiss and had to stop Booth.

"Booth I need you to know that I am all in. I love you Seeley Booth."

Those three words had never sounded so beautiful and hot to Booth. It made all the blood in his body run to his now very noticeable erection. The rest of the way down the hallway they stopped so Booth could push Brennan against the wall to rub his erection right through her clothes over her wet and waiting core. Making it to the bedroom he playfully push Brennan onto her bed and climbed on top of her then he…

Ring…..Ring…

I groaned at being woken up during a hot and steamy replay of the sex Booth and I had the other day. I wasn't too upset because I know that when Booth has come to terms with Pops death that he will no doubt let me know. My cell phone is ringing right next to my bed. Leaning over I grab it and hit the accept button without looking to see who is calling.

"Brennan"

"Are you Doctor Temperance Brennan?"

I can help, but wonder what is going on.

"Yes"

"My name is Doctor Mitchell Longman and I'm an E.R. doctor and am calling to tell you that we have Agent Seeley Booth her and …"

Oh God Booth.

"What happened to him? Is he okay?"

"Agent Booth has been in a sever car accident. Since you are Agent Booth's medical power of attorney we would like you to come down to the hospital so we can tell you more about his condition."

While he is talking I'm running to my car and I'm out the door. I'm a woman on a mission if something gets in my way they better look out.

"I will be there as soon as possible."

I'm out a breath and am panting while I'm speaking with Dr. Longman. I flipping my cell phone shut I toss it on to the passenger seat. I'm tarring down every street I can.

I'm finally at the hospital. I need to see Booth now. I have to see that he is okay. I can't lose him. I'm running through the hospital doors and am surprised that Dr. Longman is standing here waiting for me.

"Miss Brennan lets go talk in my office."

I'm frantic. Where the hell is Booth? I don't even care that he didn't call me Doctor Brennan. Walking to his office I feel like we have been walking for miles. Finally we get there. Thoughts and questions are now flying out of my mouth and I can't control them.

"Where is Booth? Can I go see him? Please." There are tears in my eyes I can feel them.

"Why don't we talk first and then I make NO promises, but depending on what stage he is at you might be able to see him."

"Is he okay? Please tell me he is okay!" I'm crying now and I'm not even going to try and stop them. I'm exhausted, worried and scared as hell.

"Agent Booth was driving home I'm assuming when a car swerved into his lane. The driver of the other car was under the influence of alcohol. He is now in emergency surgery to save his life. We don't know why Agent Booth didn't see the car, but they slammed into each other head first."

I can feel the anger rising in me. I don't give a damn about this other guy. He better believe that if he makes it there will be a punishment. Why is he not getting to the point?

"Agent Booth's car became airborne."

Oh no. No! No! No! Airborne is never good. I'm crying harder now I can't take this pain.

"The car flipped over several times it finally came to a stop when it hit a light pole. He was unresponsive at the scene. Agent Booth has a fractured left arm, sever bruising, and has a dislocated shoulder that has been set back into place. His right knee will be in a brace for a little while because of the car impact on his legs. He has what we are going to assume is major brain damage. We are trying to get the swelling of his brain to go down. If the swelling goes down soon there is a slimmer chance of brain damage. Right now he is in a coma, and when I came to speak to you he was still unstable and fighting for his life."

I shot up off my chair. I'm so angry. My Booth is somewhere in this hospital and is fighting for his life while this guy is sitting here talking to me he should be helping!

"If he is fighting for his life then why the fuck are you not in there helping him?"

Standing now I'm screaming. This feeling of pain and uncertainty is over powering me. My knees are weakening. I'm falling to the floor in a swarm of tears and tremors. Dr. Longman is trying to calm me down.

"Dr. Brennan we have half the staff here at the hospital doing all that they can to stabilize him. I'll go check and see how Agent Booth's condition is. I will come back and let you know if you can go in and see him. Have a seat in the chair Dr. Brennan."

Sitting in the chair now I am trying to hold back the tears that have come back to my eyes since Dr. Longman calmed me down. I'm looking into my lap and nowhere else. I can't stand to see the people looking at me thinking I'm crazy for not holding myself together. Booth loves me and I love him. Now that we have told each other I can't lose him. Looking up at the clock to see what time it is I realized that I had been called at home over an hour ago. I know that if Booth is still unstable then the chances of me losing him become greater than they ever have before.

Dr. Longman walked back into the room. I'm shooting out of my chair and barley land on my feet. I'm stabling myself while I ask the same question.

"Can I go see him?"

"I'm sorry Dr. Brennan, but Agent Booth…."

OH NO BOOOOOOTH! I Don't Owen Bones