The Lives We Take For Granted

Chapter Seven

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/N1: This chapter is dedicated to the person (who shall remain unnamed) who has helped me to once again believe in my abilities as a writer and get my motivation :)

A/N2: Thank you to: SouthunLady, mendenbar, BoothanddBrennan, geraghtyvl, hrhdana, jsiebert, Cremant, skogmus and the anonymous reviewers for reviewing Chapter 6. Keep up the reviews guys :) and thank you to my BETA dr. tempe bones :)

A/N3: OMG! The Doctor in the Photo was so sad. I cried, right along with Brennan, because I felt her pain (just so you know it takes A LOT to make me cry over a TV show/movie, I think I cried because I can relate to Brennan and I kind of know what she's feeling). It seems that Brennan reverted back to her old self in this episode, the Brennan that would spend all night the lab, alone, on a case. I hope it's not permanent after the events in Brennan's confession scene.

After she had hung up after talking to Cam, Angela drove over to Brennan's apartment which was where she was now she standing at the front door of her best friend's apartment. She had already knocked twice and Brennan hadn't answered the door either of those times so she pulled out her keys. Angela used the spare key that Brennan had given her for emergencies to open the door.

"Bren are you here?"

When Angela didn't get response she ventured further into her friend's apartment. As she began to walk towards Brennan's bedroom, Angela saw Brennan from the corner of her eye. She turned and saw her friend's body on the ground in the living room. Angela rushed over and knelt down next to her friend. Upon seeing the blood that had soaked Brennan's jeans Angela's immediate response was to gasp, "Oh my god." Once she got over the initial shock of seeing Brennan unconscious, Angela pulled out her phone and dialled 911.

It felt like an eternity had passed by the time the paramedics walked through the door which Angela had left open. Angela was so focused on her friend that it took several attempts for the paramedics to get her attention.

One of the paramedics placed a hand on Angela's shoulder. "Ma'am, do you know what's happened here?"

"I think Brennan may have had a miscarriage."

"How far along is she and when was her last doctor's appointment?"

"She is about eleven weeks and her last appointment was two weeks ago," Angela was shaken and it resonated in her voice.

"Thank you, can you tell me her name?"

"Temperance, its Temperance."

Angela stepped aside so the paramedic that was just talking to her could kneel down next to her friend. He checked Brennan's pulse, it was weak and her skin was pale. "Temperance can you hear me?" The paramedic received no response. "She's unresponsive."

"Okay, let's get her up onto the gurney," replied the other paramedic.

Brennan was lifted onto the gurney and pushed out the door. Angela followed, making sure she closed and locked the door.

Angela rode in the back of the ambulance with Brennan on the way to the hospital. The adrenalin was pumping through her veins and Angela was getting increasingly anxious not knowing, for certain, if what she feared had happened to her friend.

At the hospital Angela was led into a waiting room by one of the nurses. "The doctor will let you know when there is any news on your friend's condition."

"Thank you."

The nurse left the room and Angela was left to her thoughts. She was worried for Brennan and the baby, how her friend will react to the news and of course how Booth and everyone else will react. Angela pulled out her cell, she sat down while she waited for her husband to answer.

"Hodgins."

"Jack it's me."

Hodgins could hear the fear and worry in his wife's voice. "Hey Ange, I thought you were supposed to be out shopping with Dr B. What's going on?"

"It's Bren, she...she's in hospital," Angela was on the verge of tears and Hodgins could hear it in her voice.

"What's happened to her?"

"I'll tell you when you get here."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

"Please hurry," replied Angela in a small voice.

Twenty minutes later Hodgins walked into the waiting room followed by cam and Wendell. The three found Angela pacing the small room on the verge of breaking down. He walked up to his wife and wrapped his arms around her.

"Hey it's okay, Brennan is going to be fine."

"You can't say that," whispered Angela into Hodgins' shoulder.

Hodgins lifted his right hand up to Angela's cheek and tilted her head up to face him. "Tell me what's going on."

"Bren is pregnant."

A shocked expression appeared on Hodgins' face and his wasn't the only one. Wendell's face also appeared shocked at the news.

"I think she may have lost the baby," at the end of her last word Angela finally let the tears fall.

By the time the doctor walked in an hour and a half later, Angela had fallen asleep in Hodgins' arms and the pair we're now sitting in one of the uncomfortable hospital chairs. Cam sat in the corner from the room across from Lance Sweets, the young psychologist had turned up with Vincent Nigel-Murray not long after the others. Vincent was very anxious and was pacing the room, in an attempt to stop the urge to spurt off random facts inappropriate for the situation. There was just one person missing from the room, Booth.

"I'm Doctor Finn, I assume you all are Temperance's family?" asked Doctor Finn.

Hodgins was the first to respond, "Yes, yes we are."

"Well a family is a group of people who share a common relationship or blood connection..." Cam gave Vincent a look that said 'shut up or I'll do it for you.'

"I'm going to be quiet now."

Angela awoke from her sleep. She looked around the room, when her eyes landed on the doctor she became more alert. "How is she?" Angela's words were laced with pure concern form her friend.

"I'm terribly sorry to have to say this but, Temperance has had a miscarriage," Angela gasped and latched on tighter to Hodgins, Cam also gasped as the other three members of the room sat there in shock. "I can say, with certainty, that she will be fine physically. It's mentally that I'm more sceptical about."

"Doctor Brennan is one of the strongest women I know, there is no need to doubt her ability to recover mentally," said Wendell.

"Temperance may be strong but in the past I have seen many patients recover physically but struggle to recover mentally."

"Thank you doctor, when can we see her?" asked Cam.

"You can see her now but, only one at a time. I'll have a nurse come and get you when you are able to see her."

"Thank you Doctor Finn."

The doctor left to get back to his duties. The team were left to process the information they were just told.

Angela pulled up a chair next to Brennan's bed and sat down. Her friend's dark auburn hair framed her now pale face. As she picked up Brennan's hand Angela noticed that her friend's skin was slightly cool to the touch. It shocked Angela to see and feel her friend so pale and cold.

"I'm sorry Sweetie, I shouldn't have left the lab without you." Angela sniffed and wiped away the tears that had fallen with her free hand. "I'm so sorry."

Angela sat next to her friend's hospital bed in silence and hoped that her friend would be okay.

A/N: So who else thought that Micha wasn't real? Personally I think he was an image conjured up by Brennan's mind to point her in the right direction. See that link down the bottom of the screen please use it and leave me a review :)

Also keep an eye out from my new story The Guardian based around 6x09.