Booth was a man on a mission as he strode quickly across the lab. He passed Cam's office without going in. He looked in Brennan's office, and not finding her there, hurried to the lab platform. He had to see Bones….see for himself that she was okay. He couldn't wait any longer.
He walked onto the platform and found her studying a set of remains. He watched her for a few seconds before calling to her. "Bones?"
She was surprised to see him. "What are you doing here, Booth? This corpse isn't a recently deceased person. This is a set of remains from World War I."
He hesitated when he realized how foolish he'd been, and how ridiculous he would sound. He inhaled sharply. "I, um...I had a nightmare. You were suffocating and I couldn't find you. I was looking frantically, and time was running out. It was scary because it seemed so real. When I woke up this morning I had to make sure you were okay." He sighed and gave her a sheepish grin. "Pretty silly, isn't it? I'm sorry I bothered you."
Brennan smiled. "Research shows that traumatic events can cause anxiety and nightmares for months, even years. It's quite normal. I'm glad you felt concerned enough to check on me."
He stood looking into her beautiful blue eyes for a minute, trying to decide what he really felt when he heard a voice behind him.
"Booth?" It was Cam. "You forgot to stop and say hello when you went jogging by my office this morning. Is everything okay?"
"I was just checking on Bones, making sure she was recovering from her trauma."
Cam smiled. "How about some coffee?"
"Sure." He glanced at Bones, knowing that recent traumatic events were not entirely responsible for how he felt about her….