The Lives We Take For Granted
Chapter Six
By Mistreated and Forgotten
Summary: Booth is undercover on a very dangerous assignment and Brennan is worried. But Booth's safety isn't the only thing that she's worrying about. BxB, AxH
A/N: I'm feeling really underappreciated right now. I only received one review for the last chapter, thank you BoothanddBrennan for the review. I'm not asking for much, all I'm asking is for you to take thirty seconds out of your day to review my story.
A/N2: I think I did well in my exams, now just have to wait for the results. Thank you everyone for the good luck reviews from Chapter Four :)
Brennan was up on the platform looking over the x-rays of the victim that lay on the metal exam table behind her. Neither the beep of the card reader nor the sound of footsteps ascending the forensic platform deterred Brennan from her examination of the x-rays.
"Doctor Brennan," Cam's voice sounded hollow.
Brennan spun around to face the other woman. "Yes, Doctor Saroyan."
"Can I speak to you in my office?"
"What's so important that you can not tell me here?"
"Just please follow me to my office."
Brennan snapped off her latex gloves and followed Cam to her office. She sat down in one of the chairs in front of the desk and Cam took her seat behind her desk. "The FBI has just informed me that Booth" Cam took a deep breath. This was not something she wanted to tell the woman who sat on the other side of her desk. "...that Booth has been shot," Cam paused for a moment, more so for her benefit than for Brennan's, before she continued. "They said that the next twenty-four hours will be touch and go."
Brennan was startled out of her nightmare. Her eyes were wide with shock and she couldn't do anything to stop the tears that formed. Brennan laid there for a few moments before she rolled over and curled up to Booth's pillow in an attempt to fall back to sleep.
After some time Booth's scent that still lingered on his pillow put Brennan back to sleep, however, it was not a peaceful sleep as she would have hoped for. Her nightmare continued on right where it left off.
Brennan had been silent for some time and Cam had begun to worry for her friend. Cam stood up from her chair and sat down in the one next to Brennan. "Doctor Brennan are you okay?" When Brennan didn't respond Cam placed her hand on the other woman's arm. Brennan turned to look at Cam. "I'm going to go get Angela, she can drive you home," said Cam upon seeing the look in Brennan's eyes that said she was trying to compartmentalise the situation. Cam knew the best thing for the anthropologist would be for Angela to take her home. She knew that the artist would eventually get Brennan to talk.
Several minutes later Angela walked in and took Brennan to her office to collect her belongings before they made their way to the parking lot.
The ride to Brennan's apartment was quiet. Cam had informed Angela of the events regarding Booth that had transpired. Angela was shocked by Cam's news but had to remain strong for Brennan. Angela didn't ask Brennan how she was feeling, she knew that her friend would tell her when she was ready too.
Brennan stared blankly out the window until Angela pulled into the parking lot at Brennan's apartment building. The two friends got out of the car and made their way up to her apartment.
Angela shut the door behind herself. "Sweetie go have a bath, remember what the doctor said about keeping your stress low," Brennan nodded. "A bath will help you to relax. I'll make you something for dinner and I'll come and get you when it's ready," Angela gently pushed Brennan towards her bedroom.
Brennan's eyes opened. She looked over to the clock on the nightstand, it read 5:47. Brennan decided to get up and get ready for work seeing as she would normally be getting up in less than fifteen minutes anyway.
This morning Brennan had already tried on several of her dresses and skirts and found that, though they still fitted her, were no longer as comfortable as they once were. She then attempted to find a pair of jeans that were comfortable but thus far had been unsuccessful.
"This can't be happening," Brennan grumbled to herself as she threw a pair of jeans onto the growing pile on her bed. She was now down to her last pair of jeans and Brennan wasn't happy about it, she could only hope that this pair would fit her.
Brennan let out a sigh of relief when she was able to raise the zipper and button her jeans. After doing so she walked into her closet to find a shirt that would fit. Several minutes later Brennan walked out wearing a loose fitting pale blue shirt.
Brennan walked into the kitchen to make some decaf coffee and toast for breakfast. Since she found out that she was pregnant Brennan had missed being able to drink regular coffee. As soon as Brennan put the coffee maker on and pulled out a mug from the cupboard she had to run back to the bathroom. The contents of Brennan's stomach ended up in the toilet.
An hour later Brennan was still in the bathroom. By now her stomach was empty and she was only dry heaving into the toilet. Brennan's morning sickness was at its worst today.
When Brennan pulled up at the Jeffersonian that morning she was late and exhausted. Brennan slowly made her way from her car to her office in the medico-legal lab.
There was no case to work on and the day looked like it was going to be quiet. Brennan sat down in her chair and made a start on the paperwork that sat atop her desk.
Brennan signed the piece of paper with a flourish of her pen then closed the folder and placed it on top of the completed pile. It was lunchtime and she had managed to finish most of the paperwork. Brennan pulled the next folder in front of her and opened it up.
Angela walked up to Brennan's desk and closed the folder she had just opened up. "Bren we're going to lunch."
"Ten more minutes and I'll be finished."
"The paperwork will still be here when we get back."
Angela grabbed Brennan's arm and pulled her friend out of her office.
The waitress walked away from the table that Brennan and Angela were sitting at.
"Let's go shopping after work tonight," suggested Angela.
"That sounds good Ange, I do need to buy some new clothes and these jeans were the only pair that I have that still provided a comfortable fit this morning."
"Perfect! I need to do a few things at home first so we'll meet up at the Founding Fathers for dinner at about six then head to the mall afterwards."
"I'll be there. How are you and Hodgins going? I can't imagine that the two of you are one hundred percent happy, the honey moon period in your marriage is over."
"That's enough Sweetie, both me and Jack are happy, we both love each other and once Booth convinces you that marriage is a wonderful thing, you'll think the same as me."
"I guess you are right and my views on marriage have been slowly changing since the change in my relationship with Booth."
"Awww, I knew Booth was the one for you."
The waitress came back over to the table with their order. She placed a burger and a side of fries in front of Brennan and a chicken and salad roll in front of Angela then walked off again.
Brennan picked up her burger and took a bite out of it. "There's no doubting that this kid is a Booth boy."
"Angela I am completely faithful to Booth and there is no way to know the sex of mine and Booth's offspring."
"I know Bren, I was only joking around because you're eating the burger that Booth usually orders."
"Oh, I understand now."
After returning back to the lab after lunch Brennan finished all the paperwork and the next chapter of her novel. Brennan hit save on the document on her laptop and walked over to the couch. When she laid down at about three she only intended to have a quick nap not fall asleep for almost an hour and a half. Brennan had underestimated how tired she really was.
Brennan stood up from the couch and stretched. It was too late in the afternoon for her to start work on one of the limbo case but that didn't stop her. Brennan left her office and headed down to limbo.
As she left her office, ready to leave the Jeffersonian for the night, Angela saw her friend up on the forensic platform hunched over a set of remains. Angela swiped her ID card through the reader and walked up the steps and stood next to Brennan.
"Sweetie, you do remember that we're having dinner then going shopping, don't you?"
"No I haven't forgotten Angela."
"If you remember then why are you working on a limbo case?"
"I'm only making my preliminary findings then I will complete the examination of these remains tomorrow."
"Okie doke, don't be late Sweetie," said Angela as she left the platform and walked out of the lab.
It was 6:22 and as Angela sat at a table at the Founding Fathers she began to worry. It was not like Brennan to be this late without letting her know. Angela pulled out her cell and dialled Brennan's number. She didn't get a response. So Angela rang the lab to ask Cam if Brennan had left. Cam picked up her phone after the fourth ring. "Saroyan."
"Hey Cam, has Brennan left the lab?"
"I'll go check to see if she has."
The line was quiet as Cam went off to look for Brennan. "She's not here Angela, it looks like she's already left. Why do you want to know?"
"She was supposed to meet me for dinner almost half an hour ago and she hasn't turned up yet."
"Don't worry, she's probably just caught in traffic."
"Yeah probably, catch you later."
"Bye."
Angela ended the call. She would like to believe Cam but Angela had a feeling that something bad had happened to her friend.
A/N: Cliff hanger I know, I promise you'll find out what's going on in the next chapter. Now me and my musie would much like it if you would be so kind as to leave a review :)