A/N: This one will be smut-less. Sorry. It's fluffy goodness though! Most of these will have accompanying quotes from the tagged episodes.

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Tag for 01x15 Two Bodies in the Lab

Booth: You know, I let you down, Bones. I'm sorry.
Bones: You saved my life.
Booth:Yeah but you know, I shouldn't... it shouldn't have gone down like that.
Bones:What a pair.

Brennan left Booth's room and headed toward her car to meet her date. What are you doing? Your partner is in there after having risked his life to save you. And you're what? Going on a date?

Brennan got about halfway to her car before she realized she didn't really want to go on this date. What she really wanted to do was take Booth home with her. Barring that (since it wasn't going to happen anyway), she would rather spend her night with Booth in his hospital room watching bad television and eating pudding.

Booth had settled on an old movie when he noticed his partner standing at the door to his room.

"I rescheduled. My head still hurts." Brennan noted.

He invited her to stay and watch TV with him. She took him up on his offer and made her way back to the chair she'd been sitting in before she left. She leaned in toward Booth but stopped when he grimaced at the pain their close contact caused his shoulder.

It didn't take long for Booth to fall asleep. The combination of pain medication and his partner's presence allowed Booth to relax into a deep sleep. Brennan on the other hand just couldn't seem to relax and let sleep overtake her. She was upset at herself for not seeing Kenton for who he was. She was also upset that the reason Booth got hurt in the first place was because he felt the need to protect her. If he hadn't insisted on accompanying her home, none of this would have happened.

Brennan sat in that chair for what seemed like hours watching her partner sleep peacefully. He was totally still, probably a result of exhaustion and pain killers. His breathing was almost imperceptible; she occasionally laid a soft hand on his chest just to make sure he was still breathing despite the monitor charting his heart rate.

She was still there long past visiting hours and when the nurses tried to shoo her out the monitor attached to Booth suddenly started beeping more quickly even though he didn't awaken. When the whispered argument ended and Brennan was allowed to stay Booth's heart rate returned to normal and the nurses decided it was better to let his partner stay. Brennan's own heart swelled at Booth's physiological response to her attempted ouster. She continued to keep watch over her partner into the night.

She must have drifted off to sleep at some point because she awoke to the frantic beeping of the heart monitor and Booth mumbling and thrashing in his bed (well as much as he could in the state he was in). Brennan watched as a nurse came into the room and pushed a syringe full of liquid—what she assumed to be a sedative—into his IV line. Booth's thrashing and mumbling slowed, but didn't stop. Suddenly what Booth was moaning became audible and clear, "No! No! Bones!"

"Booth, it's okay. I'm right here. Shhh. It's okay Booth, I'm here." She soothed. But he continued to writhe and mumble. She was afraid to touch him for fear of hurting him, but she was more afraid of what he'd do to himself if he didn't stop moving around. The sedative the nurse administered hadn't worked very well and was beginning to wear off.

"Booth," she whispered, "It's okay, I'm here. Nothing bad is going to happen." She stroked his face as she spoke to him. His movements slowed and the mumbling and moaning stopped. The nurse watched in stunned amazement, she'd never seen anything like this. She was told that the two were professional partners and that the doctor was to be allowed to stay despite the fact that visiting hours had long ago come and gone. It seemed to her that these two were definitely more than just professional partners.

Brennan continued to stroke Booth's face and run her fingers through his hair until he calmed back into a motionless sleep. Once he'd settled and seemed to be comfortable again Brennan sat back down to continue her vigil. Her rest didn't last long before Booth once again seemed to be in the throes of another nightmare.

"Bones. I'm so sorry. So sorry I didn't get there in time." This sleep talk was clear. Brennan now understood that Booth was having a nightmare about not getting to her in time. Apparently in his dream Kenton had killed her before he'd been able to save her. If he didn't stop writhing he was bound to hurt himself worse.

The nurse came back in the room with another syringe of sedative. This time Brennan stopped her. Clearly the medication didn't work the last time and she didn't see a need for it now. Obviously physical contact with Brennan was what an unconscious Booth needed. Brennan walked around to the other side of the bed and lowered the rail. Careful not to jar Booth, she climbed up on to the bed next to him. She positioned herself at his side with her head resting on his uninjured shoulder and her hand at his face stroking him slowly, soothingly.

Booth's heart rate returned to normal. His breathing slowed. His movements stopped. He fell back into a peaceful sleep. "I'm right here Booth. You got there in time. Everything is okay. It's okay." Brennan soothed.

Booth woke the next morning to a heavy sensation on his right side. He turned his head to see his partner neatly snuggled against him one arm slung over his abdomen. He was certain this was a dream. Brennan didn't initiate physical contact or emotional contact or contact of any kind, really. He watched as she slept soundly next to him unwilling to end this dream.

Brennan awoke slowly realizing she was still in Booth's hospital room. Then she realized she was still in Booth's hospital bed and panic set in. What would he do if he woke up and she was still in his bed with him? She quickly but gently started to extract herself from a potentially awkward situation.

"No no no. Don't go yet." Booth still thought he was dreaming. He wasn't ready for this dream to end.

As soon as Booth spoke Brennan froze in place. She turned slowly to look and make sure he was still asleep and just dreaming. To her shock and embarrassment he was very much awake.

Suddenly realizing he wasn't dreaming Booth spoke, "Wha…What are you doing here?"

"You were having nightmares last night. They gave you a sedative but you would only relax when I touched you. When I stopped touching you the nightmares apparently started again. I couldn't stand at your bedside all night so I…"

He remembered those nightmares. The one's where Kenton had already killed Bones by the time her got there. He didn't remember what made the nightmares stopped, just that they did.

"It's okay, Bones. Thanks."

"I should…go." Brennan hesitated. "Your family will be here soon and you can only have one visitor at a time. I'll be back for you this afternoon when you're discharged."

Brennan pulled away from her partner and gathered her things to leave. She was just outside the door when she heard him call for her.

"Bones."

She turned and stuck her head back in the door.

"Don't go. I don't want you to go." He was pleading.

"Booth, you can only have one visitor at a time and your family will be here soon. I'll be back to get you when you're discharged." She wanted to stay, but she knew his family was important to him and she wanted him to be able to see them.

"They let you stay here with me last night. I'm sure they'll be okay with more than one person in the room. Besides it's just Rebecca bringing Parker. I want you to stay. I..I need you to stay." He was really laying on the charm.

Booth was sitting up on the edge of his bed by this point. He was poised to go after her if she refused to stay this time. Brennan walked slowly back to the bedside taking in the sight of her bruised and battered partner. She felt responsible for the state he was in and that made it difficult for her to do anything other than what he asked.

Brennan came to stand in front of her partner. His good hand reached out for her, taking her hand and pulling her gently into him. He looked into her clear blue eyes, searching for any hint that she didn't want this. He leaned into her and gently brought his lips to hers.

"I need you to stay, Temperance."

As long as he needed her she'd stay.