A/N: The plot bunnies strike again. The bunnies claim that they were using their psychic abilities for this one, so it may contain spoilers for the finale.
Yeah, I don't own Bones or any of its characters. Kinda obvious since I'm writing fanfics and not scripts.
You Could Be Happy
"Hey Cam," Booth called out as he strode through her office doors. "Got a minute?"
"Hey Booth, shouldn't you be getting ready to head over to Ft. Benning?" asked Cam, trying to sound cheery. She hated the idea of Booth reenlisting and reliving all of the horrors that he fought so hard to get past, but she respected his decision and his need to be somewhere else while Brennan was away in Indonesia for a year.
"I'm not going to Ft Benning." replied Booth.
"Oh thank God," Cam exhaled in relief, looking up at him with a genuine smile until one look at his pale face told her that there was something wrong. "Okay...what happened?"
"I need you to look at something for me," Booth replied quietly, handing her a disk. She saw on the label that it was from the Military Hospital that Booth took his physical, and her heart dropped. "I need a second opinion Cam. I need you to tell me if this is what I think it is. I need you to tell me if there's a chance that they're wrong."
"Okay." she hoped that she sounded calm, but when she reached out for the disk her hand was shaking. She grabbed it quickly, praying that Booth didn't see, but from the look on his face she could tell that he did.
Cam took a steadying breath before slipping the disc into her computer's disc drive. On her screen, a little circle popped up and she clicked on it. Soon, a scan of Booth's brain appeared, tears welled up in Cam's eyes and her lips quivered as she realized that rather than reassuring her best friend that the doctors had made a mistake she was confirming his worst fears.
"I'm so sorry Booth," her voice thick with emotion. She paused for a brief moment to clear her voice in an attempt to sound at least a bit more calm. "But it seems that the tumor has returned."
"That's what they said," he replied with a mirthless smile. "I guess I don't have to tell you that I didn't pass my physical."
"Are you suffering from headaches? Double vision? Are you hearing voices or suffering from hallucinations?" asked Cam, trying to sound professional even though her heart was breaking for him. It was horrible for him the first time he was forced to go through this, she can't imagine having him go through it again.
"No, not yet at least. They said that they think they caught it early." he replied, not sounding very assured.
"That's good!" Cam said enthusiastically, knowing that a patient's state of mind lent a great deal to the patient's survival. "We'll call Dr Jursik and let him know what's happening. He'll go in, take out the tumor and everything will be fine."
"Can you come with me to my consultation?" asked Booth hesitantly. "My appointment is tomorrow morning. Bones was with me the last time and I just need someone there that can explain all that medical stuff."
"Of course I will Booth." she reassured him.
"Thanks," he sighed in relief. "Speaking of Bones, is she still in her office?"
Cam's smile slipped, she swallowed hard and although her lips were moving, no words came out. Suddenly, a flicker of realization passed through his chocolate brown eyes, and just when she thought her heart couldn't break any more for him, it did.
"Right," he nodded. "I dropped her off at the airport yesterday morning. She called me late last night to say she got there safe. Must have slipped my mind."
"Sure," whispered Cam, not trusting herself to say more than that. She took a couple of discreet breaths before she continued. "Did you tell her yet?"
"No, and I don't want her to know," Booth replied, shaking his head. "Cam, you can't say a word of this to her or anyone else."
"Are you kidding me?" snapped Cam. "Booth, you have to tell her - she'd want to know. You want a repeat of what happened when she thought you were dead?"
"Cam, I'm serious - don't breathe a word of this to her," growled Booth. "I don't want her to have to go through that again."
"Her, what about you?" asked Cam incredulously. "You need her Booth. Don't pretend that's not true."
"Fine, I do need her," he admitted. "More than anything. But I want her to be happy, and she's happy there. She was so excited to go Cam. She couldn't wait to get her hands on those remains."
Cam knew admitting that had to hurt. She tried to understand what Brennan was going through, but it was hard not to hate her. Especially given what Booth was going through because of her, and now, just when he needs her the most she's off in Indonesia. And the astonishingly pigheaded man before her would rather suffer alone than call her and ask her to come back.
"I don't want her to feel like she has to come back to watch them cut into my brain again," he continued. "Just let her be Cam. If they caught it early enough, then she doesn't need to know. By the time she comes back I'll be good as new again."
"And what if they didn't?" Cam pointed out. "You had a memory lapse just a second ago. You forgot that Dr Brennan left and that you were the one who brought her to the airport. And don't pretend that it isn't a big deal, because when it comes to Brennan and her safety, you would never screw around with that."
"If it is worse than they make it out to be, if I..." Booth paused, taking a moment to chose his words carefully. "If I don't survive the surgery, then what would be the point in her coming back here? She won't be able to do anything anyway. This is a brain thing, not a bones thing. She's better off where she is. She's where she needs to be."
"Cam, I don't want to talk about this any more," Booth cut her off when she was about to argue. "I'm not feeling great right now. I just want to go home. The doctor said that I shouldn't drive in case the hallucinations start while I'm in the car. Could you drive me home?"
"Alright," Cam relented. "I just need to sign a couple of things and grab my stuff. I'll meet you in the parking garage."
Cam watched Booth head to the lab doors and waited until she could no longer see him before grabbing her phone and calling Brennan's cell phone. She was trying to will Brennan to answer when she remembered that Brennan didn't take her cell phone with her to digs since they're often in remote areas with little cell phone reception. She cursed, ended the call and dialed Angela instead.
"Ange, can't talk long. Get Hodgins and call Sweets. Be at the Founding Fathers in half an hour." Cam said as soon as Ange picked up. She didn't give Angela a chance to respond before hanging up. She quickly gathered her things and ran to meet Booth before he could tell that she was up to something.