The Lives We Take For Granted
Chapter Eight
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: So here are the reasons why I haven't updated this story sooner:
1) I've been working on my new story The Guardian.
2) I haven't had the motivation to write since finishing the first chapter of The Guardian.
3) I've been on a bit of a Big Bang Theory DVD binge. So if Brennan seems a bit Sheldon like that's why.
4) I got an offer for the uni course that I wanted so I've been real happy lately until I watched 6x10 The Body in the Bag and when I got the letter saying that I didn't get the scholarship I applied for.
Enjoy :)
Brennan could hear someone talking. She couldn't make out any words, only the voice, Angela's.
Angela's voice became louder as the foggy haze that clouded Brennan's mind began to clear. Brennan cracked her eyes open, only to snap them shut when the blinding light hit them. After several moments she slowly opened her eyes, giving them time to adjust to the brightness of the room.
Angela looked up from the ground to find that her friend was awake. "Hey Sweetie, how are you feeling?"
"What happened?" croaked out Brennan.
"What's the last thing you remember?"
"Leaving the lab," Brennan replied quietly.
Angela looked down at the white sheets of the bed. She didn't want to be the one that had to break the bad news to her friend. "Sweetie, I found you in your apartment. The doctor said that you had a miscarriage." Brennan gave Angela a look of disbelief.
Brennan closed her eyes, trying to fight back the tears that where slowly starting to burn the backs of her eyes. After several moments of silence, a lone tear slipped from Brennan's closed eyelids. That one tear turned into many as her body was taken over with uncontrollable sobs.
Angela wanted to pull her friend into her arms but, even though it hurt to do so, she just held onto Brennan's hand as her own tears fell. Angela's heart broke at the site of her best friend going through the pain of losing a child. Even if that child was still unborn, none the less, it was still her child.
Almost fifteen minutes later the sobs and the tears died down, only a few tears continued to fall from Brennan's eyes.
"Do you want to see anyone else? Jack, Cam, Wendell, Sweets and Vincent are out in the waiting room and they want to see you." The artist's voice was soft and caring.
"Not right now, can you tell them they can see me tomorrow?"
"Okay, I'll be right back," Angela stood up from the chair and gave Brennan a friendly peck on the forehead before she left the room.
"How is she?" asked Cam after Angela walked back into the room.
"Fragile. Before you ask, Brennan doesn't feel up to having anymore visitors at the moment. She said you can see her tomorrow."
"So who is going to stay here with Doctor Brennan tonight?" asked Wendell, aware of the team's tradition of keeping vigil at their friends' bedside.
"I'll stay tonight. We all know that Bren needs Booth but he's not here and I'm the only other person she really opens up to. Right now she needs me."
"I'll take over for Angie in the morning. We'll all take it in turns from there."
The others had left. Only Angela and Hodgins were left in the waiting room. "Ange, do you know if Dr B has a number to contact Booth on?"
"Yeah she does."
"Do you know if she has it written down at all? I thought I would give Booth a call and let him know what's going on."
"It's on a post-it note on the desk in her office at her apartment. She needs him now more than ever. Tell him he needs to get back as soon as possible."
"Don't worry about that, I'll tell him everything he needs to know. I'll see you in the morning."
Hodgins gave Angela a kiss good-bye as the pair stood in the doorway. They pulled apart, going on their separate ways. Angela to the left, back to the room that had been given to Brennan when she was brought in and Hodgins towards the exit on the right.
Brennan woke up the next morning to find Angela's head resting on the side of her bed. She eased herself into a sitting position, trying her best not to wake her sleeping friend. The bed shifted slightly as Brennan stood up. As soon as she planted her feet on the ground Brennan had to rush into the bathroom on the right side of the room.
Like every other morning recently Brennan emptied her stomach into the toilet. However, this morning was much different. She knew that she was no longer pregnant but her body's hormonal system hadn't caught up which was the cause of the lingering morning sickness.
When Brennan walked out of the bathroom Angela was awake and sitting up in her chair. As Brennan climbed back into bed Angela asked, "How are you feeling?"
"I need to call Booth, he needs to know what has happened," replied Brennan as she avoided answering her friends question.
"Sweetie, Jack is doing that. How about you answer my question?"
"Angela, I do not want to talk about how I'm feeling at the moment."
"Bren, Sweetie, you have to talk about what's happened. If not to me then promise me you will talk to someone."
Brennan nodded. "I promise."
"Danny here," answered Booth.
"Hey Booth it's Hodgins."
"Hey man what's going on?" Booth was happy to hear from his friend but wasn't too sure about the circumstances under which this call had to have been made.
"It's Brennan, she's in hospital."
Booth's heart sank at Hodgins' words. "Wha…what happened to her? Is she okay?" he wanted to ask if the baby was okay but he didn't know if Brennan had told the others or not.
"There's no easy ways of saying this, so I'm just gonna come right out and say it. She had a miscarriage Booth."
"Oh my god," Booth ran his hand through his hair. "This can't have happened."
"I'm sorry Booth; we all can't believe it either. You need to get back here and soon."
"Hey Danny D!" called out a voice from just outside the door of the office that Booth was in.
"I'll see what I can do. I've gotta go Jack. Tell her I love her."
Booth hung up the just after Lil' Johnny, one of the gang members that Booth had 'become friends' with, walked in.
"Who was that you were talking to?"
"Oh that was my brother in law, my sister, she's in hospital," lied Booth.
"You should go see her if she's in hospital."
"Nah man I was planning on going and seeing her in a couple of weeks anyway."
"Ok, I came here to tell you that Big C wants us out on the streets to track down Josh Bowman."
"Sounds good, let's roll."
Booth was now even more determined to finish up this case and get home to Brennan.
Angela and Brennan were talking quietly when there was a knock at the door. Both friends turned to see who it was. They both saw Hodgins standing in the doorway. Brennan had hoped it was Booth but her heart sank when she realised it wasn't. Seeing her husband standing at the door, Angela stood up and walked over to him.
"Hey, how is she?"
"Bren woke up about twenty minutes ago. She won't talk about what happened but she needs to."
"You want me to try and get her to talk later on?"
Angela nodded, "Did you talk to Booth?"
"Yeah I did but I didn't have much time to talk to him. He did sound devastated over the news though."
"When is he going to come home?"
"He said as soon as he can."
"Hopefully it's not too long."
"Yeah."
The couple walked back into the room. Angela retook her seat and Hodgins stood next to her.
Angela stayed for another half hour before she had to go get ready for work.
At around a quarter past twelve one of the nurses wheeled in a cart with Brennan's lunch on it. She was asleep at the time so the nurse placed the food on the standard hospital room table.
"Thank you," said Hodgins from the seat that Angela had vacated earlier that morning.
The nurse smiled then turned and walked out of the room wheeling the cart.
About an hour later Brennan awoke from her sleep. She sat up and saw that her lunch had been placed on the table.
"Hey, how'd you sleep?"
"As well as can be expected when you're sleeping in a hospital bed."
"Yeah we all know what that's like. One of the nurses bought your lunch in while you were asleep. It's probably cold by now but you should still try to eat some of it," said Hodgins as he pushed the table so it was situated above Brennan's bed.
"Thank you." Brennan took the cover off her lunch to reveal pasta and a somewhat unappetising selection of vegetables that looked like they had pre-processed, frozen and reheated.
"Dr B, can you promise me something?" asked Hodgins as Brennan nibbled on a piece of carrot and nodded her reply.
"Don't forget that we're all here for you, all of us, if you want to talk. Angela's already worrying about you, she really wants you to open up about this."
"I am aware of that but I don't need to talk," Brennan's voice was only half as confident as normal.
Hodgins had just gone to go get some coffee and Brennan was alone in her hospital room when the doctor walked in. He sat down in the chair next to her bed.
"Hello Doctor Brennan, I believe we haven't had the chance to meet, I'm Doctor Finn," the doctor held out his hand and Brennan shook it.
"I'm afraid I'm the bearer of bad news," Doctor Finn paused for a moment. "So far we have been unable to identify the reason for your miscarriage."
A/N: So that's Chapter Eight I hope you enjoyed it and please review :)