one fifth of the way through, yay! also wanna point out that these don't really have a time frame except if the children need to be a specific age in my mind, otherwise if it's just booth&brennan, like this one, it can pretty much happen anytime unless it's said otherwise. anyway, i don't know why i felt the need to point that out...
-bones-
20. Slave
"Bones! What are you doing out of bed?"
He stood just a few paces behind her, watching protectively as she turned, her hair plastered to her forehead, his shirt half hanging off her small frame.
"Ice."
"Bones, babe, you're ill, just lay in bed and let me be your slave."
"I don't like to keep bothering you."
"I know, babe, but you're not going to get any better if you don't rest. Now, what's wrong? Are the meds helping?"
"A little, I'm just really hot."
She was mumbling now, and if he hadn't known she was ill he most definitely would have after she didn't react to him calling her babe, twice.
"You want some ice water?"
She nodded and he moved slowly, keeping one eye trained on her as he poured her a glass of ice water.
"Let's get you back to bed, hmmm?"
"M'kay."
She didn't argue when he lifted her easily in his arms. He settled her on the bed, handing her the glass as he moved to their bathroom, dampening a cloth with cold water before returning to their bedroom, laying the cloth across her forehead. He pushed open all the windows as far as they could go, switched the fan to the highest setting, gently helped her remove his shirt and lay down against the pillows.
"Better?"
"Much, thank you, and I love you."
"I love you, too, Bones. Now, try and get some sleep."
"Can you lie with me, just until I'm asleep?"
"Anything, Bones."
He settled beside her, careful to keep enough distance so that his body heat didn't overwhelm her but close enough that he could reach out to run his fingers through her hair, knowing the action relaxed her.
"Booth?"
"Yeah, Bones?"
"Don't call me babe."