Thank you to minniemouse550, who gave me excellent tips. I hope you still like the story even though it has so many twists and turns. Once again I would like to thank the people who review.
"Brennan...BRENNAN. Calm down you're okay, I'm here you're alright." Angela held her close as she tried to stop shaking.
She was in a tiny room with a bed and a dresser; there was a picture of everyone from the Jeffersonian at the annual Halloween party in a silver frame sitting on the wooden side table. People walked outside the door, some wearing scrubs and others wearing hospital issued gowns. Their were charts on the door and a big sign that read psychiatry nurse station 1 just around the corner but still in viewing distance. She looked down and saw she also was wearing a gown, but she had no clue why.
"Where am I?" she asked still observing her new surroundings.
"You're in the psychiatry wing at the Georgetown hospital. Do you know what happened to you?" she asked gently.
"No. How did I get here? What's wrong with me? I came home one week ago after leaving Maluku and I've been at home in bed. Booth, he's engaged. She is horrible. I'm much smarter than her."
"Okay sweetie, this is hard to explain but listen carefully," she said as she stepped closer and sat next to Brennan, she grabbed her hand and continued, "You were bitten by a snake while on the islands. It was venomous but you didn't die. They tried to treat you but gave you the wrong anti venom, you had trouble breathing and you're immune system shut down for a while. You fought off the hypersensitivity and you were sent from the local hospital there to here one week ago. You had a minor case of PTSD from everything you went through and you have been hallucinating from the Citalopram they were using to treat your PTSD symptoms with. They took you off the medication and you are fine now. I'm here for you." She said while brushing Brennan's hair out with her fingers trying to keep her as calm and relaxed as possible.
Brennan pulled her knees up to her chest and rocked back and forth. She hated showing weakness and she hated being so helpless and dependant on other people. The smell of hospital was unfamiliar and the people walking by all looked crazy. She didn't want to belong here. I'm Dr. Temperance Brennan, forensic anthropologist. I am not crazy. She told herself over and over again never letting go of the tight grip she had on Angela's hand. She tried crying but the tears were vacuous and her eyes were burning.
"When can I go home?" she managed to spit out.
"They say you can go home tomorrow but they need to monitor you tonight. Its actually good timing, we got home a week ago and Booth gets home in uhm," she flipped her cell phone open and checked the time, "forty five minutes, oh shit, I'm going to be late I'm picking him up from the air port. Jack will be here. Are you okay?" she said as she stood up and grabbed her purse.
"Wait. None of it's true? He isn't engaged?" trying to patch everything together in her mind.
"No, nothing you saw this week was true. Here the doctor said you were carrying this when you came in and wouldn't let anyone touch it. He saved it for you." She handed Brennan the post card from Booth and walked away.
She sat there staring out the window, she couldn't bring herself to look at the post card, to see his name or hand writing was too much.
"Hey Dr. B" Hogins said announcing his presence in the room making sure not to startle her.
"Hogins, hello. How was Paris?" she said as normally as she could manage.
"Oh it was great. The food, the people, the views were amazing. We stayed in a little loft and lived everyday freely. I have to say its good to be home though. I'm so ready to get back to work." The second she heard work her stomach twisted and the thought of working with Booth scared her,
"As am I," she lied "when do we resume working again exactly?"
"One week from today. Our temporary replacements are finishing up a case right now, and then it's all of us back at work exactly like it was a year ago."
Except going back wasn't going to be exactly the same. It was going to be completely different.
A/N: I know, extremely short chapter, sorry. I just want to see how you guys feel about the story so far.