"I was in Sweets' office, the morning you fell," he began. Reaching over, he took her hand in his again. She looked at their hands and him curiously. He seemed to be holding her hand a lot suddenly. Brennan wondered what it meant.
"Why were you seeing Sweets?" she asked, wondering if he'd been there about her.
"I actually had a question about a very old case," he said. "I was trying to avoid anything that had to do with us."
"Oh. That must have been very difficult, avoiding anything that had to do with us. We worked on a lot of cases before I resigned."
"Yeah," he agreed. "I had to go back pretty far in the files. Anyway, when I walked into the office, Sweets was just starting to ask some shrinky questions when it felt like I was falling."
Brennan opened her mouth to offer an explanation, but closed it before she did, remembering her promise to listen with an open mind. Instead she asked, "Did you lose your balance?"
"I thought for a moment I did, then I thought I was hallucinating," he said. The feelings were still unsettling, even days later. "Then I was sure I was hallucinating when the sky and trees appeared in front of me."
Brennan thought back to her fall and admitted that he was describing what had happened pretty accurately.
"Then my right leg hurt so bad, I did lose my balance. I ended up on the floor."
"I'm pretty sure I screamed," Brennan said.
Booth looked up at her. That response was not what he was expecting. "When the room stopped spinning," he continued, "I knew you were in trouble."
"When the world stopped spinning, I knew I was in trouble, too."