Chapter 8

Angela

POV Booth

We are heading for the third door and I'm hearing something. The voice is so familiar because I have figured out whose voice it is. My Bones I swear I can hear her. I spin around to look in the direction it came from.

"Booth, what are you looking for?"

"Bones, I know I just heard her I'm not going crazy she said my name."

"Shrimp, to everyone on earth you are in a coma. If someone talks to you then you might hear what they are saying, but most of the time you won't. For you to hear them they have to talk right by your ear."

Bones is at the hospital with me in my room. She hasn't run away. Knowing that she is there waiting for me is everything I can ask for right now. I pray that she will keep talking to me. I'm missing her beautiful voice.

"Hey, are we going to the next door or do you just want to stay here the rest of your life hoping you will hear her voice again?"

Pops is pushing me towards and through the next door. This is door number three and it says Angela. Walking through this door I'm hoping to get an insight on Bones since her and Angela are best friends. I'm taken back by how strong the wind is right now. Finally stopping I need to keep my eyes closed because dizziness is uncontrollable at the moment. It is gone and I open my eyes. Looking around I saw Pops. He has a strange look on his face. I believe it is a mixture of sadness and happiness. He is half smiling, but he has tears in his eyes. I wonder if I am going to be the same way. My gut has a feeling that Pops knows something that I don't.

We are standing in what looks like a bedroom. Angela is standing on a ladder with paint in her hands. The walls are painted a pale yellow color. I have never seen this room before. There are boxes lining on the perimeter of the room. I'm not close enough to any of the boxes to see what is in them. Looking back to Angela, I notice that she has finished painting a stunning mural of animals such as lions, and monkeys in their natural environment on the wall. Blinking once there is now in front of me on the walls is a boarder of tiny smiling elephants. Laughing at the thought about how Bones would like that because they are not purple. It seems that every time I blink something else is now set up in the room. The boxes are now gone and the room is filled with baby furniture. I think it is odd that there is two of everything.

Angela is sitting on the floor now with a toy box that looks like it costs more than I make in a year. She is placing toys inside to be stored away.

"Pops whose room is this?"

He is just standing there not answering me. I've been looking at him for a little while hoping to get an answer, but I know I'm not going to get one. Whispered cries are staring to fill the room so I turn towards the direction of the noise. It is coming from Angela. She has placed a hook on each of the cribs. She is picking up two rectangular small boxes. I start to walk over to see what she is doing. After she has opened the first box she places the item on the hook so it is facing into the crib. Angela is now doing the same thing to the other crib. She is done and is now shaking and shivering while looking at her wonderful pictures she has painted. I slip over to one of the cribs and am looking at what she has placed on the hooks. It is a picture frame with a picture of Bones and me.

This picture was taken at the FBI awards banquet. I had taken Bones with me as my "date". We had danced all night. When we finally walked back to our table and sat down Bones was exhausted. I had scooted my chair over so it was in contact with hers. Bones had looked so beautiful that night. She looked like she was going to fall over in her seat from being so tired. I grabbed her hands and pulled her over until she was sitting on my lap. Then she laid her head on my shoulder. That was when Angela came over with her camera and told us that she had to get a picture of us. Bones sat up and tilted her head towards mine and that was when Angela snapped the picture. That picture is now sitting in the frame that is in my hands.

On the picture frame it says "Part of our lives forever." I put the picture back. I can't stand hearing and seeing Angela cry anymore. I'm moving towards her and come to a stop right in front of her even though she can't hear, see, or feel anything that I do I lean over and place a kiss on her forehead. Walking back over to Pops I hear Angela say one last thing.

"Booth, you are always going to be part of our lives forever."

A tear that has been threatening to fall finally slips down my face. I still can't figure out whose house I am in or who was going to have twins, but it is time for me to move on to the next door so I can get another step closer to seeing Bones. I'm letting the wind blow and take my back to my home in the white room.

POV Brennan

Angela and I are walking down the hallway in the hospital to get to Booth's room. We have just gotten back from another one of my ultrasound appointments. I've become extremely emotional over the past few months and with the news I got today I'm on the edge of going crazy or breaking down.

"Brennan, you don't seem to be happy about the fact that you and Booth are having twins."

Angela says to me as we open the door to Booth's room. I stop in the doorway and have my eyes gaze at Booth. He still lies here in a coma. I'm not supposed to be doing this pregnancy alone. I need Booth to wake up.

"Sweetie?"

"BOOTH and I are having twins yet I feel as though I'm doing this all on my own. Ange, I need him to wake up. I'm not sure how much more I can take."

"Hey I'm going to leave you alone with him for a while. Talk to him Bren it will make you feel better okay?"

Angela is now leaving the room. I have a firm grip on my chair and I'm sliding to over to Booth's bed. I should talk to Booth. I'm going to talk to him. He deserves to hear what I want to say. Leaning over to be right by his ear I feel like he can hear me even though I know that he can't. I'm trying not to cry as I begin to talk.

"Booth, Angela and I went to another appointment today. Everything is good and the babies are both healthy. Yeah, Booth we are having twins. I need you. We need you."

I hug Booth a little harder than I have since he has been in the coma because his shoulder is now healed. I'm crying now and I can't help it. One of my tears fell onto Booth's face. I wipe it off quickly telling him "I miss you. Wake up please Booth. I love you."