This is my first attempt at a multi chapter fic, so please bear with me. I normally just do oneshots but I got the urge to do more.

Booth was sitting behind his desk with his head in his hands and his elbows resting on the desk in front of him. He looked over at the card that his son had made for Bones, Parker had

been so happy to know that she was going to be okay that he had insisted on making a get well soon card. Booth had tried explaining that it was going to be some time before Bones

was okay again. He had told Parker that she had gone through a traumatic event and that you don’t just get over that quickly.

“What does Tromotic mean daddy?” Parker had asked.

“Traumatic means something really sad or scary.” Booth had explained to the 7 year old. He then told Parker that Bones went through something both scary and sad and that it may

take her a long time to recover. Parker had then made the get well card using almost every craft material in the house. He had asked his father to give the card to “Dr. Bones” when he

went to visit.

Booth had been staring at the card and trying to decide on when to go to the hospital for some time now. He really wanted to see Bones and to make sure that she really was alive

and going to recover. But then he kept seeing her getting pulled out of that car. He could still see all of the blood that was on her hands, he now knew that that blood was from her

performing surgery on Hodgins, but the picture still stuck in his mind. He could also see the paramedics putting an oxygen mask over her mouth to help her breath.

Finally making up his mind, he grabbed the card and his jacket, and then headed to his car. Once at the hospital he went to the waiting room and found Angela there.

“Hey, Angela.” He said walking up to her.

“Booth, whoa I didn’t think you were going to come here.”

“Why did you think that?” He asked confused.

“Well, you have been moping around your office for a while now and haven’t been talking to anyone so I figured you just needed some time to think before coming here.” She

explained.

“What? Whoa slow down, you’ve been watching me?” He sputtered arching an eyebrow.

“Well not exactly watching you, more like checking up on you, you know making sure that you are okay.”

“Where’s Bones?” He asked changing the subject.

“She’s in room 216. I came down here to get some coffee. She was awake when I left her. She’ll be really happy to see you.”

“Thank you Angela.” He said, and then left to find room 216.