Two hours later Booth and Brennan met Cam at the hospital. Cam gave them an update, but left out the part about Sweets waking up. "The doctors are planning on taking him off the sedatives soon, but he's still on a rather strong pain medication. They're also keeping him on oxygen for a while."
"Can I see his charts?" Brennan asked.
"Sure, they're hanging on the end of the bed." Cam turned to face Booth as Brennan walked in. "How's your shoulder, Seeley?"
"It's fine." Booth brushed off quickly.
Cam put a silent hand of comfort on Booth's forearm. She saw he wasn't comfortable so decided not to press the issue. "I was just thinking about something. Has anyone called Daisy?"
"I have Miss Wick's phone number." Brennan said as she came out with a mess of papers. "I don't see why we need to call her though."
"Bones, she's Sweets' girlfriend." Booth replied.
"I thought they were in a flip flop relationship?" Brenan stated quizzically.
"A what?" Cam asked.
"You know. A flip on flip off relationship." Brennan replied.
"It's on again off again, Bones." Booth corrected. "And no matter how many people Daisy is with Sweets is always going to love Daisy."
"I find that statement very hard to believe considering that Doctor Sweets was the one that broke off the engagement." Brennan replied.
"Ya, but Sweets still proposed to her. You don't just get rid of those feelings."
"You did with Hannah."
"That's different." Booth said and shifted awkwardly.
"Would you like me to call Miss Wick?" Brennan asked as she turned to face Cam.
"I'll handle that." Cam said and pulled out her own phone.
Booth wiped a hand down his face. He looked down the hall and saw a vending machine. His stomach suddenly growled rather loudly and he realized how hungry he was. "I'll be right back."
He strolled down the hall and started browsing the brightly packaged items. He licked his lips longingly and dug his hand into his pocket to get his wallet. That's when he realized it wasn't there. His badge was, but not his wallet. He figured he'd left it in his other pair of pants.
His head thunked heavily against the thick plastic that separated him from the delicious unhealthiness. He cursed his luck. He looked behind him and saw a couch. He made the short few steps backwards and fell back onto it. "You're lucky I don't have the energy to shoot you." Booth whispered to the vending machine as he leaned back.
The vending machine stood there in mocking silence.
Booth huffed and closed his eyes. He dropped into sleep almost instantly.
'Just hold on, Brennan, I'm coming! Okay? Just hold on!' All of my strength was being put into the door handle.
'Hurry, Booth!' Brennan yelled. Her fist pounded hard against the glass window.
I backed up a few steps and tried ramming the door with my shoulder but only got pain.
'Booth, watch out!' Brennan yelled.
More pain. It came from somewhere above my neck. The room twisted and spun and suddenly I was on the street corner of the Founding Fathers. Anthony Taffet stood over me with a baseball bat. 'You're so pathetic, Agent Booth. You're always trying to be the hero, but you fail every time.'
I rolled from my back to my stomach to try and get away. I scrambled up onto my knees and felt the bat again. 'You couldn't even protect the woman that's having your child! Or how about the psychologist? You KNEW!' Another swing of the bat kept me down. 'Remember that day my sister was killed? Who did she ask for in the transport?' Anthony kneeled down and lifted my head up by my hair. 'WHO?' he roared.
'Sweets.' I managed weakly.
'Louder!' He pressed down on my bad shoulder.
'Sweets!' I groaned.
He rolled me over with a laugh. 'It's your fault.'
Just behind Taffet, Brennan appeared. 'Booth?'
Booth jerked awake when he felt a hand on his arm. He breathed a sigh of relief when he realized he was still in the hospital.
"Booth?" Brennan asked concernedly.
Booth sat up and put his face in his hands with his elbows resting on his knees. "I was dreaming."
"I am aware of that. I could clearly see your pupils moving rather rapidly and your breathing increase from its normal rate." Brennan replied.
"How long was I out?" Booth asked as he changed the subject.
"Only an hour or so." She held out a box of Chinese take-out. "Cam got some food."
Booth gratefully accepted the box. "How's Sweets?"
"Still unconscious. They took him off the sedatives." Brennan was holding her empty take-out box. "Is that what your dream was about?"
Booth shoved food in his mouth so he didn't have to reply right away. "Sort of."
"You said 'Sweets' while you were sleeping." Brennan replied sternly. "Something is bothering you."
"I'm fine, okay?" Booth replied. "You shoulder be worrying about Sweets right now. Not me."
Brennan stayed silent and stared down at her Chinese box. Her logic told her that Booth had been shot and Sweets had been beaten and buried alive. Booth had been shot before. But she couldn't help but be worried about him more than Sweets. Something else was bothering Booth but she couldn't figure out what. Booth ate his food in silence. He didn't want to have to talk about Sweets anymore. Or himself for that matter. He wanted everything to go back to normal.
"Daisy said she would try and stop over." Brennan said.
"That's good." Booth rubbed at his eyes with his chopstick hand.
Brennan hated the awkward feeling between them but couldn't think of any way to change it. Then she realized what to do. "Baby."
"What?" Booth asked, puzzled.
"Baby. Now what's the first word that comes to mind?" A small smile was on Brennan's face.
"Sperm."
"Egg."
"Dinosaur."
"Parker."
"How'd you get Parker from dinosaur?"
"Male children usually enjoy dinosaurs."
"Hm… Family."
"Sweets."
"Worried.
"Booth."
"Brennan."
The anthropologist sighed. "I don't think this is working."
"What's it supposed to do? Last time it made you want a baby." The G-man replied.
"Maybe…" Brennan stopped. She didn't believe in psychology so why start now? "Psychology is a soft science that doesn't help anyone."
"And if I were Sweets this is where I would say, 'Hmm interesting.' " Booth replied.
A/N: Well, there is going to be some slight Swaisy. In my opinion I think Sweets is way too good for Daisy, but that's not really my choice. :P Anyways enjoy the chapter and thanks for reviews, alerts, and favorites!