Author's Note: This in an extended version of a one-short that I wrote along time ago. I came across it on my computer and decided to dust it off and play around with it.

This takes place at the end of Season 1 Episode 15 'The Two Bodies in the Lab'. If you haven't seen it, some of this may not make sense. To some Brennan will probably seem out of character in this, it will be dealt with as we go along. What you need to remember is that Booth and Brennan have been through something that was very traumatic. If you still don't agree, oh well, it's my story so just deal! Lol P

Disclaimer: NO. NO. NO. It's not mine. (


Chapter 1: At the hospital

Brennan was waiting outside of Booth's hospital room. It had been a week since he was 'blown up' in her kitchen. That had been one of the most terrifying moments of her life. The most terrifying was almost being killed by a rogue FBI Agent and almost being fed to dogs.

In the week since those events, Brennan had hardly left Booth's side. She only left once a day to take a shower, change clothes and meet with Angela to work on her surprises for Booth.

Booth had told her she didn't need to stay and keep him company; she told him it was not a problem since Dr. Goodman had forced her to take some time off and she didn't have anything else to do. Actually it had been a relief to be here with him.

After he had rescued her from Kenton, she had tried to stay at home that first night by herself. She had left Booth after he had fallen asleep during the movie they were watching. She had been exhausted and had tried to get some sleep to no avail. Every time she dozed off for a few minutes she saw Booth being blown up again or she would hear the dogs.

Brennan couldn't stand being in her apartment by herself either. Neither could she stand being away from Booth. She knew that if she was with him she would be safe and if he was with her he would be safe. Those thoughts were irrational and Brennan knew it, so she tried not to think to hard about why she felt that way.

Except for a few hours during the day, Bones hadn't left his side and Booth hadn't been at all disappointed. He was having nightmares about not being able to get to Bones in time to save her. He also knew that she was having nightmares. Booth had been awakened each night by his own dreams and while he was trying to fall back asleep he would hear Bones struggling with her own.

Booth had tried to bring their nightmares up for discussion one day, hoping that if they talked about them they could get passed them. Of course, Bones being Bones, she had refused to discuss them. She had even denied having them, so he had dropped the subject knowing she wasn't ready to confront her demons.

So when she had a bad dream and got up from the couch where she was sleeping in his hospital room he pretended to be asleep. Bones would get up and hurry across to the bed as if to make sure that he was still there. Sometimes she would just stand there, sometimes she would touch his face and sometimes she would simply place her hand on top of his. She would stay there for awhile and then return to the couch until the next time.

Now it was time for Booth to be released from the hospital and he was worried about Bones. Having her by his side meant that he could keep an eye on her and know that she was alright. He was worried about how she would cope being away from him. Heck, he was worried about HE was going to cope without her.

Having seen her tied up and about to be fed to dogs had been the most frightening thing he had ever witnessed. Now, when she wasn't with him, he was anxious until she returned.

Booth had asked Bones where she went when she left. All she would tell him was that she had gotten cleaned up and taken care of a few things. He wanted to ask her more questions, but didn't want to push it. Although, he had noticed the last two days when she returned that she seemed a little happier.

The days had passed quickly. Even though he was tired of being in the hospital, he enjoyed his time with Bones. They talked, watched TV, played cards and while he was sleeping she was on her computer.

As he struggled to get dressed on his own, Booth realized just how much he was going to miss her.

Outside in the hall, Brennan looked at her watch again. From inside the room she heard a thud and some cursing. Chuckling to herself, she knocked on the door and entered.

"I'm coming in Booth."

"I'm almost done, give me another minute."

"No Booth, I'm not waiting." She saw that he was struggling to get his button down shirt on. He had gotten into and zipped up his jeans, but they weren't snapped and he was barefoot.

"Let me help you Booth."

"No, I can do it. I have to get used to it anyway."

Brennan ignored him and walked over to him. She help his shirt so that he could slip his arm in easier. When she started to do up the buttons, he swatted her hands away.

"Bones…" She put a hand over his to make him stop and waited to speak until his gaze met hers.

"Booth, please let me help you." She pleaded. "You saved my life, at least let me help you. You've already done so much for me, this is nothing in comparison." He brought a hand to her face and cupped her cheek.

"Okay Bones." He told her softly. "Although, you don't have to do anything for me. I was the one who sent you with him…"

"Don't Booth." She interrupted. "You feel guilty for sending me with Kenton and I feel guilty for you getting blown up in my kitchen instead of me."

"The how about we call a truce then, huh Bones?"

"Okay, truce." She smiled at him and started to button his shirt again. Booth leaned forward and placed a soft kiss to her forehead and then dropped his hand.

"Thanks Bones." He watched as she blushed and ducked her head to concentrate on her task.

"Okay, sit down and let me put on your socks and shoes."


"Booth, we've been through this already, just sit down and let me do this so we can get out of here." She smirked up at him and then continued on in a teasing tone. "The sooner we get this done and go, the sooner you can see the surprise I have for you."

"Surprise?" She chuckled at the excitement in his voice and the grin he got on his face. "You got me a surprise?"

"I can just imagine that would be the same look on Parker's face if I told him I had a surprise for him." Booth grinned sheepishly.

"You're right, I'm sure its pretty close." Booth tried to remain patient as she tied his sneakers.

"So what's my surprise Bones." He asked when she stood up. But all she did was grin at him, grab his bag and head for the door.

When she got to the door, she stopped and looked over her shoulder at him.

"Come on Booth, you'll just have to wait and see." Then she left the room with Booth hot on her trail.

"Awww, come on Bones, that's not fair."


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