Booth yanked back the covers and nearly screamed at the sight.

He saw Temperance laying, sticky sanguine liquid covering her toned, muscular legs. She was bleeding and he could see the pain in her eyes as she laid there bawling. He felt his heart cease to beat, his breath shallow and his body tense. Was she okay? Brennan looked down and her eyes widened in shock.

"Are you okay?' he asked his voice cracking in shock as he searched desperately for his boxers and began to dress as he located her clothes to dress her.

"I don't know," she sobbed clutching her stomach as she slid into clothes, her body shaking.

"Let me take you to the doctor," he begged buttoning up his shirt as he helped her stand up.

"I'm fine." It was a blatant lie and they both knew it.

"Then prove it and go to a doctor," his tone was even and demanding.

The tears flowed at his demanded as the pain worsened.

"You'll be fine," he whispered holding her hand as they walked out to the SUV.

Her face showed obvious signs pain as her face paled and her hand fgrasped his tightly.

"It could be anything," her voice was small, weak as she tried to convince herself it was nothing, but her body told her otherwise.

"I mean worst case cenario it is high risk pregnancy, right?" Booth questioned and immediately regreted it as the tears now began to flood her eyes like waterfalls.

"It could be anything. With the pain it could be an etopic pregnancy which will make my high risk pregnancy tricky, or it could be worse," her voice trailed off as she shifted uncomfortably.

"Like what?" his voice pleading and sad as he turned to face at the red light.

She gulped and then responded: "A miscarriage, and given the damage done from my past I'm at a high risk."

"I love you no matter what. And, we will make it through this. I promise," Booth vowed as he clasped her hand in his and ran his fingers over hers.

"I was so unsure about this child and now...now I'd give anything to be certain it will make it. I'm a horrible person," she sobbed louder and harder at this, pulling away from his touch.

"If you were horrible would I love you? Would I have a child with you? Would I allow us to be parents?" Booth questioned his hand coming down to rest on her thigh as he gave her squeeze, blood seeping through her jeans.

"Maybe, you don't tru who you love."

"Well I do. If you were horrible I would not let my son around you. Trust me," he pleaded as he tried to hide his concern and his blood soaked hand.

He noticed her hands moved up to her stomach as she looked him in the eye.

"You don't think I'm horrible for doubting this baby?"

"No Tempe. I was shocked about Parker and I am ashamed to admit it but at first I was unsure. But I realized that god or in your case the universe had a plan. That plan was for me to man up and teach a new life. If I couldn't do it or wasn't fit to then I wouldn't have ended up with Rebecca. And this time I would not have been blessed with you."

"Yes, but I'm the mother. You are suppose to accept your children no matter what. Be a mother at conception," she sobbed.

"So, it took you awhile to adjust. Sometimes the unknown or planned scares us and we doubt it. Especially when someone pushes you into accpeting it. I'm sorry."

"For what? You did not make me bleed and cause these pain both physical and mental."

"I hate this. I'm worried for you and the baby," his voice was cracking as he parked and pushed the tears out of his eyes.

"C'mon."

He helped her out of the SUV and brought a wheelchair to her and rolled her into the hospital. He demanded from the nurse that she be seen right away. But, as luck would have it no one could. She was next in-line all of her information was taken and she sat beside Booth silently sobbing. He rested his hand on her knee and gave it a comforting squeeze before placing a whisper of kiss on her lips.

"It will be fine," he whispered softly.

"And if not?" she questioned sadly as she wiped the tears.

"We will cross that bridge when we come to it, but it wont'."

He felt her head fall against his shoulder as she wiped her tears on his shirt. Booth took her in his arms and held her close.

"How is the pain?" he asked stroking her hair behind her ear.

"Steady. I'm still bleeding."

"Son of a bitch," he mumbled as he tried to keep his composure.

Seconds later they were rushed into a hospital where the nurse promised a doctor was on her way. Booth turned as Bones stripped and changed into the gown they provided her, blood staining the floor.

"You can look now. And it isn't like you haven't seen me naked. Hell, we just finished sex," she said.

"I know it is a respect thing. And can you keep it down please. No one needs to know we were having sex," he whispered harshly.

"Why are you embarassed?" she grinned.

"No. I don't want people to think of you like that."

Just then, the door creeped open and the doctor appeared. The woman grimaced at the sight of Bones as she examined her.

"How long has the pain been going on?" she asked Bones.

"A month? But, it has been really bad all day."

"When did you start bleeding?" the woman asked the crying forensic scientist.

"About thirty minutes ago."

"I need to do an ultrsound to confirm my suspicions. But from your chart I can see your doctor has explained you are at high risk. Due to your past trama, abortions and weight loss you need to understand the risks."

"Just as I suspected Dr. Brennan. You..."