This time, Booth did reach behind her to turn on the light. He wanted to see her face. Bones was a horrible liar, and he could often tell what she was thinking just by looking at her. "Why aren't you telling me this is all nonsense?"
"I promised you I'd listen with an open mind. I want to hear the whole story before I make a decision about what happened."
Booth looked in her eyes and decided she was telling the truth. "I was in the shower when I saw the sky. And talking to Cam when I saw the stars."
"I saw both of those things, too."
He paused, more uncomfortable with the next part. She squeezed his hand to encourage him to keep going. "Then there was the dream."
Brennan's eyes widened, but she didn't offer an explanation to her reaction. "You were on the ground. I tried to ask you where you were, but you wouldn't answer me. No matter how many times I asked, you just wouldn't tell me where you were." The feeling of frustration he felt that night was just as fresh several days later. He pounded their clasped hands gently into the mattress.
"I couldn't hear you," she whispered.
"What?" Booth finally asked, shocked to silence.
Now, Brennan wished the light was off again. She just couldn't win this night. "I couldn't hear you," she repeated. "But it was only a dream."
"You told me you were going to try and climb the mountain. But you couldn't do it by yourself. That I needed to find you. Then you closed your eyes and I woke up."
"I don't remember any of that." She shook her head, as if the action would change what she was hearing, or remembering. "All I remember is you."
