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Chapter 15
Love's therapy
Zach decided to come with me to the institute, of course he couldn't sit in on the session. He wanted to take a look at one of the remains in limbo. Betty was getting friendly with Nancy that reminded me to pick up the adoption papers from Booth.
We pulled up infront of the building and split up. I headed to my office and Zach headed to limbo. I stepped into my office and sat down behind my desk. Twenty minutes later Dr. Brennan and Agent Booth walked it.
"Booth do you have those adoption papers, I asked for?"
"Yes, right here." he said and handed them to me. I took the form from his hand and put them into my bag.
"Great let's get started. I understand that before my arrival you Booth went into surgery for a brain tumor is that right?" Booth nodded. "Dr. Brennan what did you feel?"
"Fright, Anxiety, um….this awful pain in my heart, probably heart burn,"
"No, the pain in your heart Dr. Brennan was love."
"Love is a hormonal…"
"You weren't there when Jack gave Zach this talk were you?" I asked and she shook her head "We'll get back to this. I want to try something with you guys. Dr. Brennan if you would kindly wait outside I'd like to start with Agent Booth."
"Alright, though I fail to see the point of this." she replied and left my office.
"Booth, describe Dr. Brennan for me."
"Well…she's smart, kind, occasionally funny, beautiful, and clueless sometimes, a trait I have noticed in one other person." said Booth and I knew he meant Zach "She's brilliant and would make a great mother and." I cut him off
"That's the ticket." I told him "It's exactly why everyone knows you two have been going at it like Rabbits for the past month now." Booth at that moment decided to take a sip of his water and as soon as I finished talking all the water he had time to get into his mouth irrupted onto me. "Not the reaction I was hoping for, but ok." I grabbed a tissue and started wipping myself with it "Could you please bring Dr. Brennan in here and don't tell her anything."
"Ok." said Booth and Brennan came in a few moments later while I wrote a few notes down. This was fun.
"Dr. Brennan I have a simple task for you. Describe Agent Booth."
"Describe him as what?" she asked "A friend, an Agent, a…"
"Lover" I added, but quickly covered it up "Just describe him in a general sense."
"Booth is kind, brilliant in his own way, big hockey fan, sweet, passionate, a father,"
"Good." I said and wrote a few more notes. Booth was in trouble. "Tell me what Agent Booth's favorite Hockey team is?"
"Washington Capitals!" she said with out thinking about it. A Capitals fan, eh! Well this will also benefit me a Detroit Fan.
"Ok Agent Booth, please come back in." he came in and sat down beside Dr. Brennan. "A heads up Dr. Brennan. The entire team knows what you two have been up to together, alone in either of your apartments. So be prepared for, well anything and everything. You're free to go." I got up and grabbing my bag headed out the door leaving Booth and Brennan frozen on the sofa.
Zach was looking at some remains as I came up onto the platform.
"Would you like to take a guess to this man's origins?"
"Ok, I'd say he's eighteen to twenty five years old, Caucasian…"
"What about the age of the bones themselves?"
"….No…really," I asked and he nodded "Revolutionary war!" Just then a tall man wearing a big coat came in. He had big black hair and looked Middle Easter, he seemed familiar, but his shades and scarf disguised him a great deal.
"Is Dr. Althea Calloway here?" he asked with an accent I conducted he was from around Egypt, or possibly Iran.
"I'm Dr. Calloway, can I help you?" I asked
"Yes you can," he said and took out a pistol from his pocket. How he got a pistol into the building in the first place, I didn't know. "By dropping dead!" he pulled the trigger on the pistol and I fell backwards.
"Althy," I heard Zach scream, but everything went black.
Booth and Brennan rushed in quickly. Booth tackled the guy and placed cuffs on him. Dr. Brennan called 9/11.
"Hello this is Dr. Brennan, we have a woman down she was shot, she needs an ambulance immediately….the Jeffersonian Institute, Anthropology platform."
Where were the guards? Wondered Booth, that's right it was the weekend, they didn't work on the weekends. Damn, he swore under his breath.
Zach was shaking as he applied pressure on the wound. He was shaking. I could feel his quivering hands on my wound.
The E.M.T. arrived and took me away. Zach rode with me; I could feel him holding onto my hands. I couldn't help but wonder how many times a person could end up in the hospital in a period of two weeks. First the grave digger thing now I get shot, by him.
I felt so sleepy. It all felt like a dream.
When I woke up in a hospital bed I saw Zach sitting in a chair holding my hand surrounded by Jack, my mother and sister, Betty, Nancy and the rest of the Jeffersonian team and Agent Booth.
"Althy," said Zach "You're awake" everyone breathes a big sigh of relief. My first thought was about Nancy.
"Adoption paper…." But Dr. Brennan cut me off
"Who was that guy?" asked Dr. Brennan
"He has been identified as Farad Muhammad, Egyptian citizen." said Booth. I recognized the name. My mother came over and put a hand on my shoulder.
"Althy you spent a year in Egypt." said Jack, as if I didn't know. Great, now I had to explain it all to them.
"Zach when I came to visit you and said my trip was uneventful well that wasn't the whole truth. Farad worked with me and Dr. Hawass, he hit on me a few times, which didn't lead to anything. We did find something. I told you we didn't, I lied and I'm sorry. I didn't want to, but I couldn't tell anyone. We found a staff that predated the pharaohs, around the temple of Isis. Farad wanted me to give it to him. He said he had friends who would give him a lot of money for it. I lied and told him I wanted money for the staff and to bring his friends to the dig."
"So did he?" asked Andy.
"Farad wasn't happy, the following day he tried to kill me and take the staff. He wanted to find the Tomb we were looking for and use the supposed power of it rule Egypt."
"That sounds like something out of a comic book." said Booth.
"This is why I informed Dr. Hawass. He told the authorities and got Farad arrested."
"But there is no actual power in the tombs, it doesn't exist." said Dr. Brennan. "There is no such thing as magic."
"I know that and so does every rational person. But he isn't rational, or sane for that matter."
"What tomb were you looking for?" asked Angela.
"Originally, the tomb of Kya, King Tut's mother, but after finding the staff we shifted out focus to the tomb of Osiris." My sister was already sitting at the foot of my hospital bed.
"I read about that." said Cam "It's a myth. Emily Sands disappeared looking for it in 1926."
"So let me get this strait." said Booth "He tries to kill you because you wouldn't give him a staff which might be the key to finding this tomb that may not even exist?"
"Pretty much,"
"Well it doesn't matter." said my mother "Your coming home with us. It's too dangerous for you."
"Mom, I'm an adult! I'm staying in D.C.!" I told her.
After a few minutes everyone left, leaving Zach and me alone.
"I was really worried about you. The Doctors were not very forthcoming with information on your condition."
"I'm fine; I suppose it's my turn to be in the hospital now." I told him. "Come on, how many times have you gotten hurt on the job?"
"The number is something I would not prefer to calculate."
"See, it was just my time. So where'd the bastard shoot me?"
"Althy I hardly think this is relevant."
"Come on please, tell me, please…"
"Althy…"
"What?"
"He shot you in the stomach, there was blood and you…you were unconscious in a matter of seconds." he said gripping my hand tighter.
"But I'm ok now" I told him and smiled. "Alright, now hopefully I'll be out of here and back to work in time to see Betty off with Nancy. Did she get the adoption papers?" Zach starred at me. "What?"
"You always think of others fist."
"Yes, now answer the question."
"She got the papers." he told me and kissed my cheek. "We are all so worried she couldn't even hold the pen to fill anything out." he stood up. "The Doctors did manage to agree on one thing. It is that you need your rest. I'll come back around lunch time." he kissed me again. This time on the lips!
As I watched him leave I spotted my bag lying on the table. It was light brown, beige bag. It was small purse like and had plenty of pockets. I grabbed it and took out my ipod touch from it. The music of the nutcracker began to play softly; I picture each note inside my mind.
At just a few minutes short of noon a nock came at my door. My first instinct told me that it was Zach.
"Come in." the door creaked open, but it wasn't Zach that I saw standing. It was Jonah (A/N HA! And you thought I got rid of him). "What the hell are you doing here? How did you even know where I was?"
"I came to see you at the Jeffersonian and saw you get carried away." he said and walked in further. "I'm sorry I couldn't come to visit until now."
"Whatever." I replied "What do you want anyway?"
"I've been thinking and I'm sorry. I…I would like to see you, on a regular basis."
"What?" I asked
"I would like to go on a date with you." he replied.
"No," I said.
"Great I'll…wait did you just say no?"
"I did say no." I told him "Not now not ever. I'm seeing someone, someone who I'm very happy with."
Then as if on queue Zach walked in.
"Who?" asked Jonah.
"The same person who you thought was too crazy to be set free. Jonah, meet my boyfriend Zach Addy. Zach this is the schmuck of a Homeland Security Agent I went on one whole date with."
"Nice to meet you." said Zach stretching his arm out to for Jonah to shake. Jonah ignored it and walked out.
He headed around the corner and picked up his cell. He dialed the number sixteen and pressed send.
"Yes." said the voice
"I'm sorry sir; she's pretty serious about the loon boy."
"It's alright I will see her at Thanksgiving. She will see I'm right."
"What should I do next sir?"
"Do not worry I will take over from here."
Who's the mysterious person? And why does he care so much about who Althy sees. You'll find out only when you read Bring him Back!
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