The ten minute mark was slowly approaching. Booth, Hanson, and Shaw were still standing around the computer with the floor plan readouts, the command center. Booth had his eyes closed and a hand pinching the bridge of his nose in concentration as various situations played out through his mind. Shaw and Hanson were discussing something about the apartment layout.

"Why don't we just give him the room number? He doesn't know what hospital." Booth asked as he opened his eyes.

"He probably does which is why he only asked for the room number." Hanson replied.

Booth wiped a hand down his face. "We just give him the number and he gives us Daisy? Doesn't that seem too easy?"

"It does." Hanson agreed.

Booth thought for a moment. "He doesn't plan on getting out of this."

"I thought about that. If he gets rid of his leverage what's stopping us from sniping him?"

"Nothing."

"Exactly what scares me." Hanson replied. She stared at the floor plan. "What's this right here?" She pointed to something in the bathroom.

"It's an access panel to get under the floor for plumbing." Shaw said as she examined the plan closer.

"Do all of the apartments have that?" Booth asked.

That's when Hanson knew they both had the same idea.

-break-

Brennan was reading a magazine when she heard a slight mumbling. She looked up and saw Sweets shifting rather restlessly. She set the magazine down and reached out to touch Sweets' hand. "Doctor Sweets?"

Sweets' eyes snapped open in a panic and his hand jerked away from Brennan's. It took a moment for him to process where he was.

"Doctor Sweets?"

Sweets looked over towards the voice. "Doctor Brennan!" His voice was a tad hoarse, but excited.

Brennan smiled slightly. "It's good to see you awake."

"It's nice to hear a voice other than my own." Sweets admitted.

Later Brennan would blame her pregnancy hormones were to blame. She leaned over and gave the psychologist a hug, but was careful not to put any pressure against his shoulder or collarbone.

Sweets was surprised at first but soon wrapped his good arm around Brennan. His lip quivered furiously. He knew from their therapy sessions that it would take a deep concern for Brenna to show this type of affection publicly.

Brennan released the psychologist. "Booth was here, but he had to handle something."

Sweets nodded and cleared his throat. "Can I have some water?"

"Sure." Brennan said and got up to get the pitcher.

Sweets glanced down and noticed the white gauze on his chest. "Did they have to do surgery?"

"Yes, the bone shifted enough that surgery had to be performed." Brennan handed Sweets the plastic cup.

Sweets eagerly gulped down some water. "Where are we?"

"The Presbyterian Hospital. I would have preferred General, but with your condition the way it was it was best you went to the nearest hospital.

Sweets winced slightly and looked away.

"Are you alright, Sweets?" Brennan asked. "I can go get a doctor…"

"No! Uh ya… um… I'm fine." Sweets glanced at his feet. "It's just that… I remember the ambulance ride. Every word from the time Booth pulled me out to when I passed out is stuck up here." He pulled a hand up to his aching head. Booth's panicked tone rang through his ears. He remembered how it had scared him. If Booth was panicking it wasn't good. He also remembered the painful experience of his memories coming back. Sweets looked down again at the white gauze and noticed something else. Something a lot more painful.

His face turned bright red as he tried to move his hospital gown so it was completely covering his shoulders.

"Sweets." Brennan said and gently reached out to grab his wrist. "We all have them. And I've seen them before, remember?"

Sweets' face flushed even more. "They're embarrassing." He mumbled.

"How old were you when you received them?" Brennan asked bluntly.

Sweets met Brennan's gaze. "3."

"Then obviously there was no way you could have stopped them from being inflicted or have known what caused the harsh treatment." Brennan squeezed Sweets' wrist. "There is nothingembarrassing about that."

A small smile spread across Sweets' face. "Thanks, Doctor Brennan."

"You are more than welcome, Doctor Sweets."

A/N: Kind of a short chapter, but it was either short or super uber long. I like it short though. :) Sweets and Brennan fluff has been delivered!