part 2 of 3...
-bones-
80. Trapped
Groggily, Booth shifted, groaning in pain as he attempted to rollover. He forced his eyes open, reaching up to rub the sleep from his eyes as the room around him began to focus. The room was barely illuminated by a single bulb, hanging barely a metre away from the trapdoor in the ceiling. The light hit the walls, shining against Brennan's pail skin from where she was propped up in one of the corners.
"Bones!?"
He darted up, rushing over to her, forgetting briefly about his own pain as he cradled her to him, whispering her name into her hair as he desperately checked for a pulse.
"Come on, Bones."
He sighed shakily as he felt her racing pulse beneath his fingertips, kissing her forehead in relief as he struggled to slow his own heartbeat.
"Bones, baby, wake up."
He continued his pleas, murmuring quietly to her until she groaned, coughing and choking as she recoiled from him in pain.
"Booth—" She cried, reaching for him helplessly, writhing painfully in his arms as he clutched her to him.
"I'm here, baby, you're okay. Hold on, okay?"
When she nodded he lifted her easily, pushing through his own pain as he transferred her to the mattress.
"Where's it hurt, Bones?"
"Just achy." She whimpered, pulling him closer to her as she grasped at him desperately, "What happened?"
"I can't remember. We were driving, following a lead, and then just blank. I don't even know how long we've been down here."
"The children—"
"Will be fine, the squints are looking after them and trying to find us. Whoever trapped us wants us alive for now, that's enough time for the squints. We'll be back home in no time."