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Temperance woke to find that she was alone, cold air filling the space where she remembered him to be. She sat up, instantly worried when she saw him sitting at the end of the bed, his own gun aimed at his temple. Fear flew through her as she crawled down the bed.

'Booth…' she whispered, so as not to startle him. 'Don't do that… Please don't do that.' Booth sobbed loudly and she gently reached around his shoulders, hugging him from behind. He let his hand holding the gun fall to his side in defeat. She took the gun and stood, walking out of the room quietly. She found Hodgins and Angela curled up on the couch together, sleeping soundly. She gently nudged Angela awake, handing her the gun.

'Do me a favour?' she asked and Angela nodded sleepily. 'Take this to Cullen, tell him that Booth is on leave indefinitely…'

'Bren, what's wrong?' Angela asked, sitting up and rousing Hodgins awake. 'I mean, despite the obvious.'

'He tried to kill himself,' Tempe said quietly, looking down at her hands.

'Sweetie, I'll get Hodgie to stay here, I'll…go to see Cullen.' Tempe nodded, quickly going back to her bedroom to find Booth in the same spot she had left him. She knelt between his legs at lifted his head to meet his eyes with hers.

'You can't do that,' she whispered. 'You cannot give up.' She felt tears rolling down her cheeks, but ignored them. They had both shown so many emotions in the last twenty-four hours that hiding them didn't seem logical.

'Booth can you hear me?' she asked, trying to get him to look at her. 'I need you to stay strong. You can't give up.'

'What will I do without him?' he whispered. She encased his face with her hands and took a deep breath.

'You will grieve,' she said softly. 'You will morn the death of your son, but you will recover. I know that seems impossible now, but you are not alone. I'm going to help you through this.'

'I just feel so empty,' Booth said. 'Like something's missing.' Tempe didn't know what to say to this, so she stood up, sat down next to him and let him rest his head on her shoulder.

'How did you sleep last night?' she asked. He sat up straight.

'I didn't,' he replied.

'You didn't sleep at all?' she asked, looking at the dark circles around his eyes. He shook his head. 'You should try to get some sleep. I'm going to go to your apartment and get some stuff for you. Hodgins is here, if you need anything.'

'Stay for a while,' he whispered as he crawled under the blankets.

'You need a change of clothes,' Tempe replied.

'Please…' he said quietly. 'Please just stay with me for a while.' She nodded and crawled up to get under the covers. She turned away from him and felt his arm drape across her stomach and his body tuck snugly behind hers. She closed her eyes, enjoying his smell and the feel of him so close to her. She felt his lips lightly brush the back of her neck. Without thinking she turned in his embrace, reaching up to cup his cheek in her hand.

'What are you doing?' she asked softly.

'I need to forget,' he replied. 'Help me forget.' He leant forward to meet her lips with his. The kiss started hesitantly but soon he felt her responding, reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck and run her hands through his hair. She felt warm tears reach their lips and pulled away gently.

'Booth?' she asked, stroking his cheek with her thumb.

'Please,' he sobbed, leaning forward again to kiss her, but she pulled away quickly.

'Not now Booth,' she replied.

'I need to forget,' he repeated, his heartbreak evident in his voice.

'I can't do this with you Booth,' she whispered. 'I can't let the first time we have sex be while you're still mourning the death of your son.' Booth huffed before turning away from her.

'Booth…' she sighed, getting up. 'I'm going to go and get your stuff from your apartment. As I said before, Hodgins is here if you need him.' She stood, walking out of the room and closing the door behind her.

In the living room she saw Angela and Hodgins sitting on the couch.

'You're back,' she said and Ange nodded.

'How is he?' Ange asked.

'He's…alright…better I 'spose,' Tempe replied. 'Hey, I'm going to go over to Booth's place and get some stuff for him. You know, clothes and…'

'Sweetie, are you alright?' Ange asked, walking up to Tempe.

'I don't know how to deal with him,' she whispered.

'You're doing a great job,' Ange comforted, squeezing Tempe's arm softly. Tempe nodded, closed her eyes for a second and turned, walking out of her front door.

An hour later Tempe was driving back from Booth's apartment with a duffel bag full off his belongings. She looked at her watch as she nearly arrived home, hoping that she hadn't been too long as her phone began to ring.

'Brennan,' she answered.

'Bren, its Ange,' she heard a panicked voice reply. 'It's Booth…we thought he was sleeping, but then Jack went to check up on him and he's…he's barely breathing, Bren. He took a whole lot of sleeping tablets and we called an ambulance, but…'

'I'm nearly there,' Tempe replied, throwing the phone down onto the passengers' seat and speeding into the car park of her apartment block. Without turning off the engine or taking the keys out of the ignition, she threw open the door of the car and raced up to her apartment. The door was open, clearly Ange had left it open for the paramedics when they get there.

Tempe ran into her apartment, seeing Ange standing there waiting for her.

'He's in your bedroom!' she said, tears running down her face. Tempe ran down the hallway and into her bedroom, pushing Hodgins aside as she bent down over Booth, who was lying unconscious, a pack of half-empty pill next to him. Quickly finding his pulse she leant down to wrap her arms around him.

'Booth,' she whispered. 'You can't do this. Please wake up. I can't do this without you.' She felt strong arms pull her away from him and watched silently as the paramedics began to work on him, quickly putting him on a stretcher and taking him out of the room.

'I'm family!' she yelled as she ran after them, finding her voice again.

'How are you related, mam?' one of the men asked as they loaded Booth into the back of the ambulance.

'I'm his partner with the FBI, but I'm the only family he's got,' she pleaded and they hurried her into the back.

There you go. How'd you like it? Bit of a cliff-hanger, but not too bad. Hope you liked it, thanks for reading, review, etc.