8 weeks.

Brennan's POV

8 weeks ago I went to Guatemala because I couldn't handle the pain.

-Flashback-

The morning after Angela dropped me off I went to work. I walked by Hodgin's station and Angela was there for the first time in almost a year. I chuckled to myself. I knew I was right. Angela looked at me, got up, and started to follow me to my office. I started to go quickly, but of course she caught me, pushed me inside, and closed the door in one swift motion.

"Sweetie, I know that this is your way of dealing with things, but you know you won't be able to focus." She said, clearly angry that I was once again avoiding pain.

"Ange, this is the most rational solution. Just because Booth…" I said about to cry, but I stopped myself. "Doesn't mean that murderers can run free."

"Sweetie…." She said. I always knew that having me as a best friend was hard, she had just never shown it before. She started to leave when I decided to let her know that I was happy for her.

"Ange, I'm really happy about you and Hodgins."

"Really?"

"Yes," I said as I approached her and looked her in the eye. "You're my best friend. If I can't be happy, it makes me glad that you are happy."

I pulled her into a hug and she whispered into my ear "It'll all work out, Sweetie. I promise you. I know these things."

I smiled at her and she left to get back to work.

I watched out my window and saw her go to Hodgin's station and tell him and they hugged. As a faint smile spread across my face I realized what I had to do. I needed to get away. Booth not remembering me was worse than thinking he was dead, because I had been the last face he saw. I grabbed my bag and put some notes and a picture of me and Booth into it. I stopped and looked out at the lab gathering a mental picture before I went to talk to Cam. I shut my door behind me. I could feel the eyes on me, the whispers, but I kept going.

I took a deep breath and went into the autopsy room.

"Cam." I said, cautiously.

"Dr. Brennan. Angela told me you wouldn't be coming in." She said looking at me suspiciously.

"Well, I didn't have anything to do at my apartment." I took a deep breath. "I'm going to Guatemala to identify more victims of genocide. I am leaving tomorrow. I don't know when I'll be back."

"Of course, I totally understand." Cam said pulling me into a hug. "Everything will be fine Dr. Brennan." I pulled out of the hug. I was sick of everyone saying that.

"But what if it's not? I can't handle this Cam. I can't handle Booth not knowing who I am." I started to cry when something flashed through my mind. My mother's body had been found and Booth and I had gone to the pig farm. The pig farmer had just called. I couldn't hold it in any longer and I said what I said that day long ago.

"I'm Dr. Temperance Brennan. I'm a forensic anthropologist. I work at the Jeffersonian Institution. I iden-, identify victims when nobody knows who they are. My mother was a book keeper and my father was a science teacher. My brother- I have a brother." I said, when I looked up Cam was just staring at me. But this time there was no Booth to comfort me. I started screaming.

"WHY BOOTH? WHY DID YOU FORGET ME? ME? ME? YOUR BONES? I... I … I LOVE YOU BOOTH!!!" I fell to the floor, immersed in sobs. When I looked up Cam, Hodgins with his arm around a horrified Angela, Sweets, and Wendell, the intern of the week, were staring down at me.

"Sweetie. That's it. Get up. You're going home." Angela said as she pulled me up. She pulled me into a hug and started talking over my head.

"Cam, Hodgins and I are gonna take our lunch break early. We need to take Brennan home."

"Of course, we don't have any cases right now anyway seeing as…" Cam let herself trail off, not wanting to bring on another fit of sobbing from me.

Angela still had her arms around me as we walked out of Cam's office.

"Hodgins, could you get Bren's stuff out off her office?"

"Yeah, I'll meet you at the car. I love you, Ange."

"Love you too."

We walked out to the parking lot. I was still sobbing as Angela sat me in the backseat of Hodgins' car.

"Sweetie," she said, but I refused to look at her. "Damn it. Temperance Brennan look at me." I looked. "I'm sorry about Booth, we all are, but this will blow over. Like it or not this whole thing has given you and Booth a chance, the minute he remembers you'll be in his arms. But this is my last chance with Hodgins, one I really don't want to screw up." She hugged me then shut the door. I heard her and Hodgins talking about something and then they kissed. The whole ride home I was silent. They dropped me off and by the next morning I was on a flight.

-End flashback-

I sat down in my seat. The last time I was in a plane I thought I'd never go home again. Well, bang goes that theory.

Cam's POV

8 weeks ago Dr. Brennan made told me something and for once I didn't disagree or argue.

-Flashback-

I looked out my window. Angela and Hodgins were hugging, Great, I thought, I'm gonna have to break out my bucket of cold water again. Oh well, nothing I can do now. And then I got back to my corpse. He wasn't from a case just a high benefactor who wanted to be autopsied at the Jeffersonian Institution.

"Cam." She said, I looked up. Angela said she was going to stay home. But, this is Dr. Brennan.

"Dr. Brennan. Angela told me you wouldn't be coming in." I said looking at her suspiciously.

"Well, I didn't have anything to do at my apartment." She took a deep breath. "I'm going to Guatemala to identify more victims of genocide. I am leaving tomorrow. I don't know when I'll be back."

"Of course, I totally understand." I said pulling her into a hug. "Everything will be fine Dr. Brennan." She pulled out of the hug.

"But what if it's not? I can't handle this Cam. I can't handle Booth not knowing who I am." She started to cry. I was confused. This wasn't the super rational Dr. Brennan I knew.

"I'm Dr. Temperance Brennan. I'm a forensic anthropologist. I work at the Jeffersonian Institution. I iden-, identify victims when nobody knows who they are. My mother was a book keeper and my father was a science teacher. My brother- I have a brother." She said. I was so confused and couldn't help staring at her. She started screaming.

"WHY BOOTH? WHY DID YOU FORGET ME? ME? ME? YOUR BONES? I... I … I LOVE YOU BOOTH!!!" Sje fell to the floor, immersed in sobs. When she looked up me, Hodgins with his arm around a horrified Angela, Sweets, and Wendell, the intern of the week, were staring down at her.

"Sweetie. That's it. Get up. You're going home." Angela said as she pulled Dr. Brennan up. She pulled her into a hug and started talking over her head.

"Cam, Hodgins and I are gonna take our lunch break early. We need to take Brennan home."

"Of course, we don't have any cases right now anyway seeing as…" I let myself trail off, not wanting to bring on another fit of sobbing from Brennan.

Angela still had her arms around Brennan as the three of them walked out of my office.

I sighed as they walked off. Secretly I wondered why Booth chose Dr. Brennan over me. But when I say how upset she was and how I was the least upset out of everyone in the lab, I got my answer.

-End flashback-

I walked away from Hodgins and Angela. Dr. Brennan was coming back. Soon things would be back to normal. Or at least as normal as things got around here.