SPOILERS are at the begining of this chapter the rest is all mine. I figured with the timeline I'm at right now with spoilers this episode is all about Cam, so I figured I would use that oportunity to explore more of Booth's health crisis. I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. I'm proud of this chapter actually, I promise you all wont have to wait much longer for the good M rated BB stuff. That is coming very soon!! With the way things are going, probably CH. 16 or 17!? I promise! But I hope you enjoy, I wrote it for you. ;)

Chapter: 14

What I Need;

As Bones sat in the waiting room impatiently waiting for the doctors to come and tell her that they were done operating on Booth she thought about the case they had a few days ago. Before Temperance never thought about how sad it was when the dead people on her lab table used to be living, she just saw them as bones. It wasn't until they discovered her mother's remains that she started to look at it differently, not to mention with the help of Booth and his heart. But a few days ago they found a man torn to shreds in a tiger's cage at the zoo. It turned out he was a doctor, Andrew Welton, and he was Cam's ex-fiancé, he left a teenage daughter behind and it was left up to Cam what to do with her.

Bones didn't know what she would have done if something like that happened to her? If someone died and she was left with a child, well a teenager, the Andy situation was different he was still an infant and Bones didn't know his mother. But she and Booth found him together and although in the back of her mind she knew it wasn't possible for her to keep him, every since that day she had been thinking about having a child of her own. Sure with the work schedule she had it might be hard to, but the more she thought about it the more she wanted one. She wanted to have someone to love as her own; she wanted her genes to be passed on to someone else for her creativity and smartness to carry on after she was gone.

Bones wanted to be able to love someone, a child, like she wished she would have been loved by her parents. She wouldn't abandon them or hurt them; she would give them the life she had always wanted. Sure it sounded a little unlike her to really care so much, but she wasn't the cold hearted bitch everyone thought she could be. Bones had a heart and though at times she wasn't sure how to use it properly she knew that she could give it her all. Throughout the whole thought process of having a child, Booth played a major role in it. Even though he had a different view on having a child with her, because they were in fact just partners, and there were feelings involved just neither of them said anything about them, she wanted him to be the father of her child.

She didn't mean she wanted one right away, but someday she would before her biological time clock stopped ticking and it was too late. Bones sighed and looked around the waiting room, she got a few stairs from people because they realized who she was and not to mention she was sure her face was all scrunched up from her being deep in thought.

Booth insisted that he could come here alone, but she knew that was just a cover up because deep down she knew that the tough FBI agent was scared. Bones was too she just hid it better, besides he would need someone to drive him home afterwards. They had to give him a strong sedative before giving him anesthesia because he was too wound up when they arrived. Booth was the complete opposite of her when things badly happened to one of them, she was the independent type and could do things on her own when she was hurt, or at least thought she could, where as Booth liked to be taken care of, babied even. Bones didn't mind it really, she didn't mind taking care of someone, especially Booth.

"Dr. Brennan?"

Bones stood up quickly seeing the doctor emerge from down the hall, "everything go ok?" she asked softly pulling her bag up over her shoulder.

"Everything went fine. We should know in a few days what the diagnosis is." He cleared his throat and motioned for her to follow him down the hall, "he just needs to take it easy today and tomorrow. He will be fine to go back to work on Thursday, he may have some stomach troubles today with the anesthesia we had to give him," he said handing her a prescription, "if he does, just have him take one of these as needed. Other then that just give it a few hours for him to come around… we need to make sure he can eat and then you can take him home."

They both stopped in front Booth's hospital room door, he was passed out on the bed, he looked relaxed finally but that was only because of the medication. She turned to the doctor and smiled, "thank you."

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Booth laid there on a hard mattress, his head was throbbing and he was cold. He could feel something soft running up and down his arm, finger tips. His eyes rolled under their lids as he slowly started to open them, he could see Bones resting against the side of the bed, her fingers running softly up and down his arm as she read from a book. It was so odd to see her so relaxed and comfortable like she was, to see her so … he wasn't sure what the word was right now, he was still all loopy from the medication, but whatever it was it was sweet and a nice change to see her in.

"Bones?" he said huskily and cleared his throat finally blinking a few times and opened his eyes to look at her beautiful face.

"Hey," he whispered and closed her book. She moved her fingers way from his arm and saw him look down with his eyes and frown slightly. She wasn't sure why, but shrugged it off. "How do you feel?" she asked softly watching him sit up some. She stood up to help him and pulled the pillows up behind him more.

He smiled in thanks and shrugged, "fine I guess?" he said playing with the IV that was hooked to his hand he looked nervous to Bones. "Did they… you know? Find anything?" he asked while his eyes slowly came up to meet hers.

She smiled trying to look reassuring, "not for a few more days." She licked her lips and leaned on the bed more to look at him. "The doctor said you might have an upset stomach for awhile and that you can go back to work on Thursday," she said softly. "Your going to be fine, Booth." Now she was saying that for his benefit to make him feel better, but also to make herself feel better, even if it wasn't true.

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"Bones!" Booth said almost shouting as she came out of the kitchen seeing him heading for the bathroom again.

It had only been an hour since they had been back to his apartment and this was the second time he had regurgitated. Bones went after him seeing him hovered over the toilet heaving his guts out, there was nothing in his stomach so most of it was just the water he was drinking. Bones knelt down beside him and patted on his back with one hand as she reached up to the sink and turned the water on. She put the same cloth she used forty-five minutes ago under the coldness and brought it down to his mouth. Booth leaned back and closed the lid feeling Bones pat around his mouth with the wet cloth.

He smiled at her seeing the worry marks visible on her face, especially on her forehead. He liked when she took care of him, it was a side no one ever got to see of her, but him.

"Are you ok to get up now?" she asked placing the cloth back on the sink seeing him nod a little. She helped him up and put her arm around his waist, even though he could walk on his own, she still felt the need to be the one he leaned on.

As they started to walk back to the living room she stopped, "maybe you should go rest in your bed Booth? I mean I know your back is ok and everything, but wouldn't you be more comfortable there then on your couch?" she asked slowly letting go of him.

He thought for a moment and shook his head walking into the living room with her beside him, "no I'll be fine. Besides I don't have a 50' plasma screen in my bedroom Bones." He smiled at and winked watching her head back into the kitchen. Booth sat down and grunted some with a long breath; it felt good to be off the hospital bed and back onto his hard comfortable couch.

Bones came out a moment later with a bottle of pills in her hand and a glass of water. "Here take two of these and sip… Booth… sip on the water this time!" she said handing him the glass and sitting down next to him. He chugged a glass of water when they walked into the door, so she knew that's why he got so sick, there was nothing in his stomach.

He chuckled, "yes mom!" he teased seeing her tilt her head to the side and give him that 'ha-ha' look. He popped the pills into his mouth and drank some of the water, she moved away again and into the kitchen. Booth moved his feet up on top of the coffee table and sat back on the couch, he rubbed the bandage that was on his head from where they had to cut to get a piece of the growth. "Bones? What are you doing?" he asked leaning back to look inside the kitchen.

She came out with bowl of soup in her hand and handed it to him; Booth smiled and took it from her gracefully. "You need to eat something especially with that medication. Just eat it slowly…I think just to be on the safe side you should take the medication as it's prescribed on the bottle and not just when you feel like it. I can see that you don't have a high tolerance for any type of pain or relaxation medication also while we were at the hospital I spoke with your doctor about -," she stopped feeling Booth grab her hand and pull her down next to him on the couch as he cut her off.

"Hey!" he said softly leaning forward to set the bowl on the coffee table. "Calm down ok?" he said with a faint smile.

"What?" she asked furrowing her brows together.

He squeezed her hand and looked into her eyes, "Bones I'm right here." She looked at him confused, "I'm not going anywhere, just … just breath alright?"

"I know that you're here Booth, I'm just trying to help!" she said softly.

"I know that, Bones. But just relax … for me? Alright? I'll be fine, I'll take my medicine and eat my soup and whatever else I have to do, just to me a favor and relax," he said seriously squeezing her hand once more before letting it go slowly and somewhat unwilling as he grabbed the soup bowl again.

She leaned back on the couch with him and crossed her arms over her chest, not defensively or anything, but she didn't understand why he was so … anxious or mad or whatever he was. No not mad, but she was only trying to help him. If she didn't she knew that he wouldn't take care of himself like he was supposed to. She looked at the TV seeing people talking and carrying about, but the sound was muted. She looked to her side to see Booth staring at her. "What?" she whispered softly and a little uncomfortably.

"You know you don't have to do all this right?" he said softly and seriously again.

"Do what?" she paused seeing him start to open his mouth before she cut him and started speaking again; "don't have to do what? Help you out? Make sure you take your medication and make sure you eat… make sure you take care of yourself throughout all this?" Now she was getting defensive.

Booth sighed and placed his bowl on the table again; he put his elbows on his knees and ran his hand over his face. "Well… yeah." He looked over his shoulder at her and heard her sarcastically chuckle. "I just mean… I know you'd rather be at the lab working on the cases we have. I'm fine Bones, they said they would call in a few days and let me know what it is that's growing a home on my brain, until then…" he trailed off with another sigh seeing her look down at her hands with a frown.

"I know that, Booth. It just scares me to think that all this… this could be something serious and something that could have been possibly prevented. All I want to do is make things easer for you…" she trailed off and finally looked up at him to see the dazzle in eyes and that side smile of his. "You're my partner, and you and I both know that if it was me in this situation you'd be doing the same for me." She took in a deep breath, "only you'd be more threatening and probably wouldn't even let me get up to use the restroom or stay by myself," she said with a smile on her lips.

Booth chuckled and grinned widely at her, "your not staying?" he said raising one eyebrow with the same grin on his face.

She shook her head and leaned forward putting her elbows on her knees now, "no! You obviously don't really need me here… I was just saying is all…" she said nudging her leg against his.

"Well your wrong… I do need you, Bones…" he trailed off seeing the expression on her face, "I mean… I need you here… to stay and keep me company! That's all…" he said quickly to hide the meaning in his previous words.

Brennan just looked at him and leaned back on the couch seeing him do the same. She waited for a moment and looked over at him then leaned over him to grab the channel changer and when she was leaning over him he looked her in the eyes and studied her face, they were so close and yet she seemed so far away from him. "Don't worry… I'm not leaving for awhile," she whispered pulling away.

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Bones yawned and flipped the TV off, it was a little after ten now and it had been a long day, not just for Booth but for her as well. Just mentally she was drained and needed to rest. She slowly moved her head to feel Booth's head leaned against her shoulder, he had been like that every since the basketball highlights went off an hour ago. She wasn't complaining but not being able to move for an hour was starting to make her antsy. Booth mumbled a lot in his sleep she realized, his body jerked a lot too. She knew he had nightmares before but never knew he was one of those people who talked and fought in their sleep.

Bones very carefully leaned up and tried to push Booth back against the couch only she felt him nuzzle his head under her chin right against her soft breasts while his arms wound around her thin waist to pull her closer. Bones gasped and felt her back hit the couch; Booth nuzzled closer on top of her and mumbled again causing Bones to laugh. "Booth!" she said softly with a laugh in her voice.

"Bones…" he said faintly and moved his head more comfortably against her chest again.

Temperance shook him a little and started to lean up some, as much as she could with a 185 pound man on top of her. "Booth! Get up… sleeping out here on the couch wont do any good, come on." She leaned up more feeling him start to come around.

"What?" he said blinking a few times and looked up at her. She leaned up fully now with his arms still wrapped around her Booth realized the position they were in and finally let go and shook his head. He winced and squeezed his eyes shut once more leaning forward. "Sorry… I was … dreaming. What time is it?" he asked squinting his eyes looking up at the clock.

"A little past ten… I should get going." She stood up quickly and Booth did too but stumbled back some. She looked over at him and grabbed his upper arm, "take your medicine first," she said handing him the same glass from earlier and a new pill.

Booth took it without arguing and started to drink, "your leaving?" he asked fully alert now.

She took the glass from him and leaned down to get his now cold bowl of soup and walked into the kitchen, "yeah. Its late and I have to be at the lab early tomorrow, but I'll came back in the afternoon…" she said while walking back into the living room.

"Well… what if I need you for something?" he said innocently with a small pout on his lips.

Bones parted her lips and put her hands on her hips while tilting her head to the side. "Oh come on! You clearly can do everything on your own Booth. You were right about earlier, I was being … over dramatic about trying to do everything for you." She walked towards the closet and pulled the doors open grabbing for her jacket.

Booth followed behind her with the same pout, "yeah well its late and … and I'm not going to let you leave so … your staying here…" he said firmly with a grin.

Bones turned around just as Booth took her jacket and hung it back up, "you cant make me stay here, Booth!" she said with a small grunt watching him close the closet door.

"Yes I can. And your staying…" he said putting his hands on her shoulders and guiding her down the hall to his bedroom. He sifted through his dresser and grabbed one of his button down shirts and a pair of his boxers and threw them at her.

She caught them and sighed, "this is really unnecessary. There is no reason for me stay here!" she said holding the clothes in her hands.

"Bones…" he said with warning in his voice. "Just ..." he motioned his hands to the bed, "just stay here… its late… and who knows I might need you for something." With that he left the room and headed into his bathroom.

He closed the door and looked at himself in the mirror; the patch on his forehead was starting to bug the hell out of him so he tore it off and looked at the minor cut on his forehead. He really hoped that with everything going on that this was nothing serious. Putting his thoughts aside he changed into his black sweat pants and looked around for his shirt, he remembered leaving it in his bedroom.

He opened the bathroom door and slowly made his way to his bedroom, he knocked quietly on the door, "Bones?" he said softly. He didn't want to walk in on her getting dressed like he did about a month ago when she stayed with him, although she never caught him, he still wanted to be a gentlemen.

Bones opened the door as she buttoned up the last button his shirt she wore. She looked over his chest and abdomen, his physic was extraordinary, she watched as he walked by her and over to the chair in his room. He slipped his shirt on quickly… too quickly for her liking and stood in front of her.

"You can set the alarm for whatever time you have too…" he said rubbing the back of his neck.

"Oh no! I'm not sleeping in here… if you want to hold me captive until morning that's fine, but your sleeping in here, I'll take the couch."

"I'm not holding you captive; I'm just not letting you leave."

"And the difference is?" she said sarcastically. She waited a moment and shook her head walking past him, "that's what I thought… goodnight Booth!" she said leaving his room. She made her way into his living room and pulled some pillows out of his hall closet along with a blanket. She didn't hear him moving around or anything and just figured he went to bed already. She was glad he wasn't going to argue with her about this, because she was actually really tired.

"Night, Bones."

She smiled lying down on the couch moving around in a few different positions to get comfortable and before she knew it she was asleep.

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Bones stirred the next morning feeling a light hit her face, sun was shinning through the window. She didn't open her eyes right away, but something felt heavy against her. She felt something warm and strong, she opened her eyes slightly to see Booth's arm draped against her stomach and his head against her chest. Bones took in a deep breath trying to figure out how this happened then she remembered.

Bones stood looking out his living room window with a glass of water in her hand. His couch wasn't as comfortable as she hoped it would be. She sighed glancing over at the time, it was only a little past three in the morning, she had to be up in four hours to go back to her place to get ready and make it to the Jeffersonian by eight. As she moved away from the window she heard someone let out a cry, it was Booth.

Bones set the glass down and quietly made her way down the hall and pushed his bedroom door open to see him sprawled out on the bed, the blankets a pile on the floor and Booth whimpering and fighting. Bones sighed and went to his side grabbing his wrists. Seeley shot up quickly with sweat rolling down his face and his eyes glossy, he was crying? Bones opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out.

Booth looked at her and panted slightly before grabbing her up and pulling her into a hug. Bones happily put her arms around him, "are you ok?" she whispered feeling his heart race against her chest.

"Yeah," he choked out and pulled away. He rubbed his head and closed his eyes momentarily and when he opened them he saw her start to get up.

"I'll get you some water."

He pulled her back down, "no, I'm fine. Just… just stay in here with me until I fall asleep again." His tone was shaky, he sounded scared and lost yet he was venerable and needy.

Bones wasn't sure if it was because of the nightmare he had or if it was because he was still somewhat asleep, but she wasn't going to argue. Without a word she pushed him back against the bed and watched as he took in a few deep breaths as she grabbed the blankets again and pulled them up and over him. She went to the other side of the bed and sat beside him and with a blink of an eye his head was on her lap, his arms around her waist keeping her close. Bones bit her bottom lip and looked down at him as she closed his eyes, she had never seen Booth like this before? Not ever. She wasn't sure how to react herself, but she guessed just being there like she was now was helping?

Hesitantly she stroked the back of his neck with her fingers, she ran them through his hair and she stopped for a moment seeing the fresh cut on his head. She frowned gently rubbing around it wondering what was going to happen to him once the doctors found out what was wrong with his head.

Bones was brought out of her thoughts feeling Booth stir a little against her. She moved to sit up quickly seeing him do the same. She remembered everything from last night, but he sat up so quickly it almost startled her. He looked around the room frantically and then at himself as if he were making sure he was still clothed and they didn't have sex or something and he had forgotten about it.

"Good morning," she said with a chuckle and stretched some before pulling the blankets off her fully and stood up. "Get some more sleep; I'll be back around noon." With that she glanced at him quickly and smiled before exiting leaving him sitting in his bed with a confused yet somewhat happy grin on his face.

I actually cut this in half and started it with Chapter: 15 which I am proud to annouce is FINISHED! Comments will determine how fast I post CH. 15. So please let me know what you all think so far! Thank you to everyone who has left me their thoughts, you guys are great!