5- Open your eyes now.

A/N - Hey, guys! So, I'm not mean. Not at all. It's just something that has been on my mind for a very long while and I felt like writing it... *Song by Andrew Belle - "Open Your Eyes". Hope you like it! Thank you for all the reviews! Keep doing it, cause that's what keeps me writing!

Open your eyes now,

Open your eyes now.

It's time to see

If you can reach me.

A house is not only a place you're gonna live in for a very long while. It – somehow – defines who you are, what kind of things you like, how tidy and organized you can be. A house is not only a place, it's a gathering of all your emotions, tastes. It's your shelter, because when you're scared – or even when you're happy – that's the place you go to, whether to celebrate or to cry.

Your entire life is surrounded by houses. There's the one which was the first house you've lived in, the one in which you met your first crush, your best friend's house, your in law's house. However, when you grow up, there's only one house you wanna have. And it's a big step. So, you find the only person you love the most and, in the beginning, you live in separate houses, you share beds, bathrooms, kitchens, but you don't actually have a place you can call yours. Somehow, the next step is to take your relationship to another level and, when things get serious enough, it's time to start thinking about buying that house.

Brennan realized it a few weeks before her due day. And, despite all the rush they'd have to pass through, that was the best feeling she has ever felt. This time she could swear that it wasn't just something you have to go with your gut to actually understand. This time everything all people say was real. She understood that when your family is getting bigger you have to stop living in separate houses, you have stop sharing beds, because you only need one bed, one place, your place.

And, luckily, they found theirs. It was a simple house, four bedrooms, a backyard and, of course, a huge tree for a tree house.

"Why do we need four bedrooms, Bones?"

"Because we have Sarah, us and Parker."

"Ok, I'm not a genius, but I can count. So, us, Sarah and Parker it's equals three bedrooms. Why do we need the forth one?"

"You know, Booth… Accidents happen, people change and, well, I'll probably need a place to write, so…"

"No. I can see that this is not the reason for a forth bedroom. Do you want another kid?"

"Maybe."

And, of course, your first house's first memory is a first chat you shared with your spouse.

Buying a house is not a simple task. You have to think about the future, about your family's future. So, after a whole day looking for houses, Brennan and Booth finally found theirs.

They were standing right in the middle of Sarah's bedroom. Booth was planning what he was going to do to make that bedroom look like a girly "place". Brennan was admiring the window view. She knew she'd spend a lot of time in that bedroom, sharing with Sarah a bond, showing her daughter the world from that glassed window, so it had to be a nice view.

"Hey, Bones. Are you listening to me?"

"What were you saying?"

"That I'm gonna need one week to get Sarah's bedroom ready and we can't move in until then, because I don't want you here while I'm painting and… You know…"

"Ok. So, where are we staying then?"

"At my place."

"Why?"

"Because it's closer to the Jeffersonian and to our new house, so it's gonna be easier for both of us."

She was just so tired and so sore that she wouldn't try to win that argument. Booth knew something was wrong, because the "Bones" he knew, was someone fearless, someone who always wins arguments, someone who – at least – tries to win. But, he wouldn't question her. He knew that, as a spouse, he should be able to read her facial expressions and translate them into what Brennan was actually feeling, however, for the first time in their whole history, Booth wasn't able to do that.

Perhaps because something was scaring him. Perhaps because something he has been fearing since that coma dream, actually started to happen again. He didn't tell her about it, because he wanted to make sure it wasn't what he thought it was. He wanted to make sure that what he was seeing wasn't a hallucination, he wanted to make sure that it was only his father ghost coming to him to tell him something important.

She didn't believe in ghosts. She never told him she had talked to her mother after they found out her mother was dead. She never mentioned anything like that. The only person Booth has ever seen talking about ghosts was Cam, but he didn't want to ask her about it. These were things he was supposed to share with Brennan, this was the moment he was supposed to take her hands, look her in the eyes and tell her about what he was seeing. The only problem was that he couldn't do it. He knew what she'd say. He knew what his dad's visits were. He knew… And he wasn't able to bear it.

A zillion of thoughts were crossing his mind. "What if something bad happens and I end up leaving Brennan, Sarah and Parker alone?" "What if…"

They were still standing right in the middle of Sarah's bedroom. Forehead to forehead, nose to nose, sharing a moment of happiness and satisfaction. But, still, Booth could say something was wrong with Brennan. He could see the fear through her eyes. He, then, placed both hands on her belly and kissed her mouth for a very long while.

"Bones?"

She aimed her blue eyes into his.

"Can you promise me something?"

"If you tell me what it is."

"Can you promise me that if, someday, something really bad happens to me you're gonna start all over and be happy again?"

Her body suddenly froze. She couldn't move anything. She was standing there, paying attention to her partner, to her daughter's father, to the man she really loves and, suddenly, everything seemed to have turned upside down. She knew something was wrong with Booth. She knew he was scared and sad. She knew that his father's death was something very tough for him to bear, because even though he said he hated his father, she knew that that wasn't what he actually meant.

"Can you, Bones?"- He touched her chin with his left hand, trying to make her look into his eyes.

"Why are you asking me this?"

"It's a soldier thing."

"No, no. It's not a soldier thing. Something is wrong with you. I've noticed. And it's scaring you since your father died, Booth. Look, I can't figure it out. I'm a scientist and I should be able to figure it out, but I can't. If something is scaring you, you should let me know. I'm your wife, or whatever should I call myself. I promised you I would always be standing right beside you and I can break my promises."- Brennan was really nervous right now. Her eyes were moving so fast from one side to another. Her heart was racing… She was scared.

Booth held her hand on his. Stared at her for a while, trying to calm her down. Incredibly, every single time he did that, whatever was concerning Brennan, stopped right there. It was a different connection. Something they couldn't describe. But, every time he held her hand, her whole world just stopped and she was there, staring at him, paying attention to every breath he took, or every single beat his heart was taking, in a perfect synchrony.

"Bones, look at me." – He pulled her face to his with his left hand, forehead to forehead, almost nose to nose.- "It's nothing, ok? Nothing you have to worry about. It's just that…"

"What?"

"I didn't know my father was going to die. I didn't know he was *that* sick. If I knew, I'd have gone there and I'd have taken you to meet him. Because, even though he was a jerk and an alcoholic, he was my father, Bones. And, we had good times… And I know he'd have died happier if he knew I was happy. If he knew I've met the woman of my life and that he was going to have another grandchild. I'm such a jerk, Bones. For not allowing him to know this… And I feel bad about it. And it's on my mind since that day…"

Tears were streaming down his face. Brennan knew that the only thing she could do was to stand there, embracing him and drying those little drops of water. She knew what he was trying to say, because she had felt the same way when she found out her mother was dead. And, she also knew that that feeling was easy to bear. That it was something Booth would need time to recover for, because being in denial with yourself is not that simple, it wasn't even for her…

They stood there for a couple minutes. Booth got himself together again, kissed Brennan on her forehead, took her hand and walked her around their new house.

"So, this bedroom is already blue. I'm just gonna find a new wallpaper and I believe Parker is gonna love it. What do you think?"

"Well, you should try to find him a "Flyers" wallpaper, then this place would be perfect for him."

"Oh, and I'm totally gonna have to repaint our bedroom."

"Why?"

"Because it's pink."

They were having such a good time over there, discussing painting and nursery for Sarah. Booth told Brennan he was painting Sarah's room purple, because he knew Brennan wasn't very fond of pink and all other colors weren't girly. What Brennan didn't know, and perhaps Booth was doing it just to annoy her a little, was that Sarah's wallpaper was going to be full of Purple Elephants. Also, Booth had managed to find a mobile to Sarah's crib full of purple Elephants.

By the time they finally got home, it was already 10:00 pm. Brennan was tired, her feet were sore, her back was killing her. Booth offered to give her a back rub, but she didn't want him to. She, instead, asked Booth to cook her some pancakes and to come watch "New Born", a discovery channel documentary, with her. Since her due day was getting closer, Brennan decided she should take a look in all those documentaries Angela has been talking about. Booth wasn't a fan of it. He told Brennan they were showing way too much over there. But she didn't care. She told him he'd see it too. That he would be there to catch the baby and cut the cord, so he should better get used to it.

"Booth?" – Brennan was with her head on Booth's lap.

"Yes?"

"Is your soldier moment over? Because I didn't promise you what you asked me to…"

"Well, I'm dealing with it, Bones."

"So, should I promise you?"

"I don't know… You are the one who must decide."

"I can't promise you that. Because, if I did, I'd be breaking your laws."

"What?"

"You are the one who once told me there is only one person you love the most."

"Yes…"

"So, you're that person and, if I promise you what you asked me to, I'd be lying. I won't be able to find a person I really love, Booth."

He was playing with her hair when she finished this sentence. He, suddenly, froze. She was right, he knew it. She always was.

"I hate it when you use logic on me."

It's was almost 5:00 am when all began again. They're both sleeping, right next to each other, holding each other's hands, when Booth suddenly started screaming.

"I know it wasn't fair to you. I know I should have introduced her to you. I know I should have told you that you were going to be a grandfather again, OK? I know that. So, why are you still here? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU? Why don't you live me alone? I love her and I won't let you get me again. I won't let you mess up with my life again. Why do you have to ruin everything? Why can't you just leave me alone?"

Brennan pulled his hand closer to her.

"Booth? What's happening? It's just a nightmare. Come here, Booth." – she pulled him closer while we was recovering his consciousness.

Booth was pale. His mouth was dry, his hands were cold and white. He knew exactly what his father's visits were. He knew something was getting to him again and the thought of having to bear it, right now, was driving him crazy.

"Booth?"

"Bones. I can't pass through this. I can't…"

"Through what Booth?"

"I think my tumor is back. I think this time it's serious… That's why I asked you to promise me. Bones." – Booth moved closer to her, to stare into her eyes – "I want to meet Sarah. I want to take her to her prom, I want to be there when she graduates, I want to take her down the aisle. I wanna watch her grow up, I wanna be here, with you, for my 40's, 50's…"

"Booth! What are you talking about?"

"My father. He comes to me every night. He comes to me and he tells me I won't be able to make this through, just like he didn't. I don't wanna be like my father, Bones. I want Sarah to know how good I really am. I want to hold her, to be there with you, to help you through your labor. I want to cut the cord, Bones."

"Booth, it was just a nightmare, ok? You're gonna be there! And, of course, she'll know how good you are. Parker already knows that and so will Sarah." – She passed her fingers through his messy hair.

"Bones, this wasn't just a nightmare, ok? I can talk to my dad when I'm awake. He's following me every where I go, just like Stewie did when we found out what was happening to me."

"For how long?"

"A couple weeks after he died."

"But, this doesn't mean anything. You might be "seeing" him because you want to tell him something, not because he is a hallucination."

"No, Bones. I don't wanna see him, I don't wanna…" – He burst into tears for the second time that week.

Brennan didn't know what to do. She knew that, if Booth was telling her that, it was true. She knew she had to do something, immediately.

"Booth, I'm calling your neurologist and we are going to the hospital to make sure everything is ok with you, ok? I don't care what you have to say, but that's what we are gonna do, ok?"

He didn't fight with her this time. He knew she was right. He knew something was wrong, just like it was a couple of years ago.

Open your eyes now

Open your eyes now

It's time to see

If you still believe in me

Brennan went to take a shower before leaving to the hospital. Booth was cooking them some breakfast without even knowing what to think about. He was a few minutes away from knowing the truth when, suddenly, everything became black and all he was holding fell down, hitting the floor.

"Booth, Angela just called to invite us over. She said Hodgins is barbecuing today and asked you if you could help him with his new… Booth?"

The first thing that came on her mind when she put her right foot in the kitchen was how much she was loving all those times they were having, as a couple, as partners, as parents. But, when she first sighted Booth's stripped socks, right behind the counter, on the kitchen floor, everything has changed.

He was seizing. A puddle of white saliva was getting bigger around his mouth. Brennan placed his head over her both hands, to prevent it from a serious injure. She took the telephone, which was on the kitchen's counter and dialed '911'.

"Booth, Booth! Stay with me, please! You can't do this right now. You can't leave us alone! I just called '911', they're on their way. Please, hold on! Please, open your eyes, Booth! Talk to me! Please." – Brennan was saying this while holding Booth in her arms. The seizure has stopped, but he was still unconscious.

"I promise you I'll try to be happy. But, please, come back!"

Open your eyes now

Open your life now

I'll try to be

All that you need me to be

Angela was with her all the time. They've spent more than 2 hours waiting out of the O.R. No one knew what was going on in there, no one knew what had happened to Booth and that was what was driving them even crazier.

"Bren, you should have something to eat. How about a croissant? I can buy you one."

"I'm sorry, Angie. I don't wanna eat anything. I'm not hungry."

"Bren, it's not your fault. And, Sarah is still in there, you have to eat for her."

"Of course it's my fault, Angie. I should have noticed it. I'm his wife! I should have noticed something was wrong. In fact, I did, but I thought it wasn't anything serious."

"Bren, whatever this is, it's not your fault, ok? He is gonna get out of this and you are gonna have this baby girl together."

"And, what if he doesn't wake up?"

"Bren, come on! He is going to. You know that. He is a soldier, he'll fight to come back to you! He always does."

When the O.R's door opened up, Brennan ran to see who was coming out. It was, indeed, Booth's doctor. Perhaps those were good news he was bringing, or, perhaps, what he was about to say was going to change their lives forever.

"Temperance?"

"What happened to him? He told me he thought his tumor was back. I was going to bring him here, but I decided to take a shower first. Perhaps if I didn't…"

"Temperance, you have to calm down. His tumor is back indeed and we're still trying to remove it. It's gonna take us a while, but we're gonna take it out, just like we did the last time…"

"Trying? So, it's not certain?"

"You know I can't promise…"

"I don't know what you can't or can do. I want Booth back. Well, I don't want, I need him back, ok? I've never said this and this might sound very irrational, but, he is my partner, for God's sake. I love him and Sarah is gonna be here at any…"

"Temperance?"

She looked from the Doctor's eyes to the floor. Her shoes were wet, her jeans where wet… She couldn't believe it was happening right now. She couldn't believe she'd have to pass through this alone. She couldn't believe Booth would miss his child birth again. She didn't want it to happen, but…

"My water just broke."