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“Oh my god you’re alright!” Angela had been waiting worried for too long, and as soon as she saw Brennan come in she ran up and hugged her. Brennan had been дана an ‘OK’ from the doctor but she was still scared for Booth; they wouldn’t let her see him.
In the waiting room, Brennan told a terrified Angela what had happened, though leaving certain things out. She had to let herself fully realize what was going on in her brain… Booth would say what was going on in her heart. Angela was staring at her the whole time, every now and then insisting that she should come Главная with her, Brennan refusing each time. Brennan sighed. She had to be truthful to herself this time, and not run away when things got tough. Though, as she observed Angela’s worried face, she wanted to tell her. She wanted to shout it out to everyone, but she wouldn’t. Now, the word love, in her head или anywhere else, made her nervous, and she just felt silly. How did she even know it was real? Maybe she should ask the expert… could she? She looked up again into Angela’s face; she had been hiding her own when she thought about him, in case she noticed. Though that was silly.
“Ange-” she started “Um… there‘s something I need to ask…” but she was interrupted by Sweets coming through the patients door. Angela jumped up to hug him as she had Brennan, but she realized it was hurting him when he winced, so she had to let go quickly. Sweets was covered in bruises and cuts, and he looked a deathly white. маргаритка was accompanying him. She looked like she wanted to squeal out her joy, and she was trying really hard to keep it in.
“Oh, Sweets, Ты look terrible.” сказал(-а) Angela, backing away, her brown furrowed in pity. She was completely Остаться в живых for words, as was Brennan. Daisy’s face was pained now. “He has to stay in the hospital over night” she told them “Just in case…” she droned off. Angela was extremely impressed at Daisy’s self control, though not as much as what Sweets had managed to do. This time, she hugged him softly. “I’m so glad you’re all right.” she told him. “I’m glad that all of Ты are all right” she corrected herself. She hoped, no she knew, that Booth was going to be all right.
They all waited in silence for Booth’s diagnosis. Hodgins and Cam came soon after. As the hours wore on, Brennan started to get twitchy; she hated this. She remembered the last time that they had all been in this situation. It was always Booth; she suddenly wished that it was her there instead of him, at least he would be safe.
She watched as Angela fell asleep in Hodgins arms, and she was reminded of the other night she had spent with Booth; that made her immediately worried and light-headed at the same time. She breathed out heavily and put her head in her hands. “When are the results coming!” she wondered allowed. She was getting extremely frustrated, and was considering going in anyway. She hated being apart from him at a time like this. Cam noticed Brennan’s annoyance and went over to sit by her.
She had already decided that if… something she hated to think… Booth didn’t make it, she would tell her the feelings he had for her. She knew that it was none of her business, but she also knew that Booth would want it. She sat down Далее to Brennan and put her arm around her. She knew that it was Angela’s job, but Angela was out like a light. Brennan appreciated the thought, not really caring who it came from. She finally sat up and looked at the ceiling. “What was it like? When Ты and Booth were dating.” Cam was surprised by the question. “Erm… I don’t quite understand the Вопрос Dr Brennan.” she answered, wondering why she had asked. She wondered if she wondered right. “Um… Booth is a great guy” Cam сказал(-а) as an answer. “He’s sweet, funny, brave…” Brennan looked at her. “Yeah… I guess he is” she сказал(-а) with a smile. Cam smiled back. That was when the doctor came in, smiling too. Everyone stood up, and Brennan was startled to see that everyone had been staring at her and Cam. She wondered if they had been listening in on them. Angela had a sly grin across her face, and Brennan wasn’t sure if it was because of what she might of heard или the news from the doctor that had just.
“The wound was deep, but we managed to save him. A few days in hospital and he should be fine.” Brennan wouldn’t believe him, it was to good to be true. She had learnt to teach herself that reality was a dark and lonely place. Until Booth. “Can I go in to see him?” she asked, not caring if she sounded eager. “Yes, of course, but only one visitor at a time, OK?” In answer, Brennan asked for the room number. Nobody argued as she left, and they all sat back down. Everybody was smiling, but Angela and Hodgins where exchanging knowing smiles in between them. “Isn‘t it cool how we can communicate without talking“ he сказал(-а) to her. Angela nodded in response.
On the way to his room, Brennan had a war going on in her head. Should she tell him her feelings for him, did he feel the same way? She looked back on Последнее events, and remembered the way he looked at her. But she didn’t dare give herself false hope. She had to keep on reminding herself that what she thought she felt didn’t have to be real; yes, she loved him, she smiled as she remembered ‘In an atta boy kinda way’. Hmm… had he looked sincere then? Had she misinterpreted him?
She stopped thinking as soon as she reached his room. Now, all that was important was that he was safe. She took a deep breath as she walked in.
Brennan bumped into a nurse on her way out. “He’s still asleep” she told her. “You’ll have to wait for him to wake up”. Brennan nodded and proceeded. Booth was, asleep, though her presence seemed to stir him. She looked at him and sighed, a small tear rolling down her cheek. Sooner или later, everyone she cared about got hurt, and Booth got hurt еще than anyone she cared about. She hated love, it was ridiculous and useless, it only made her hurt inside. She took a chair and sat Далее to his bed. Before she sat down, she kissed him lightly on the lips. “That’s for all the trouble you’ve caused me” she said. She wondered if he would remember when he woke up. Did she want him to? Was this really worth risking they’re partnership together? It pained her to think that she might need to keep her feelings a secret, to deny them if anyone asked. What if Booth asked? She sat there, holding his hand for a while. When he woke up, she felt like laughing loudly. “Bones!” he said, strangely energetic, not telling her how happy he was that she was the first one he saw, once again. He blinked once или twice and sat up, wincing as he did so.
“Booth, you’re awake!” she answered happily. She couldn’t help but remember what she had been thinking about. Her smile faltered, and Booth noticed. “Bones, what’s wrong? Is everyone all right? Is Sweets OK?” he asked. “Oh, no, everyone is fine, we’ve all been worrying about you.” Booth frowned. “What happened? I got a нож in me? What the hell? I‘m happy Ты were fine without me… unless… this is real right?” Brennan tilted her head. “Yes it’s real, what made Ты say that?” ‘keep it cool’ she told her self, and laughed inside at her colloquialism. She was very amusing lately. Booth stared, realising that she was having a conversation in her brain. “What, am I not invited up there?” he joked. “Oh, I was just thinking about what happened… Sweets knocked John out” she said, hoping to distract him. “He what? Now I don’t get to be the hero.” He did look disappointed. Brennan tried to comfort him. “You were very heroic” she told him, holding his hand. Booth got Бабочки in his stomach and remembered something. “What did Ты do? After I fell wounded heroically, I mean.” Brennan froze. “Nothing -to you- Ты went out as soon as the нож hit you” she lied. She wasn’t sure that she could confess her feelings yet. “I saw Sweets coming, I distracted John for a few секунды and Sweets got one on him.” But Booth had Остаться в живых interest. He could catch up on everything later. It figured that the highlight of the день turned out to be a fake. He groaned as he rolled over slightly to get a better look a Brennan. His chest hurt like hell. “Wow, he got me right in the heart, huh” he laughed. “What?” Brennan demanded. Booth looked at her. “Just like Cupid’s arrow” he smiled. Brennan frowned. “I don’t know what that means.” Booth chuckled. “Wow, and you’re supposed to be an expert on mythology and old stuff.” “Stuff it not a correct way of phrasing.” Booth looked at her. “Look at me, I’m practically on my death постель, кровати and you’re correcting me. Pass me пудинг then.”