AN: This story's back! I'm not sure if anyone's still reading this though.

Disclaimer: I dont own Bones or NCIS


I can already tell by the way she walks that she's certainly not okay. Her face is covered with a hoodie and she seems to have trouble moving her left arm.

"Hey, Bones, you okay?" she jumped ever so slightly by the sound of my voice. Her eyes won't meet mine. I tried to place a hand on her shoulder but she pulled away before I could.

"Bones?" I softly grabbed her chin and tilted her face upwards. A massive bruise was on the left side of her face, no amount of concealer would hide it.

She pushed my hands away and looked away. "Go away Booth."

"I'm not leaving until you tell me what happened." Her lips started to tremble and I took every ounce of self restraint to not go and find the person who did this to her.

"I fell," she said nonchantly.

"You and I both know that that's not what happened."

"What do you know? You don't even know me." Her voice was rising bit by bit and people were starting to look at us.

"Just.. cmon Bones," I grabbed her small hands and pulled her towards and empty classroom.

"What do you want from me?" she demanded.

"I just want to know what happened Bones, that's it. If you're not willing to tell, you know that Angela and the others would ask you about it too." She sighed loudly, knowing full well that it's true.

"My.. my foster dad.. he got really angry when I got home late." She took a deep shaky breath. "He called me names and said how selfish I was for being late. And that's when.. when.." Her voice was trembling by now. I grabbed her hand and squeezed softly, urging her to continue.

"He slapped me. Things just started to get worse from then. My foster mom just went to her room. I mean.. how can she do that?" Little droplets of tears started flowing out from her eyes.

My hand started moving to its own accord and wiped her tears away. She backed away at first, but then she just silently cried. Careful not to hurt her, I wrapped my arms around her and let her cry on my shoulder.

It was free period so time didn't matter. She cried until she couldn't anymore. When she finally stopped I pulled away and wiped the remaining tears away. I smiled at her, cupping my hands on her cheek. My eyes keep darting back and forth between her eyes and her lips. But I knew this wasn't the right time to kiss her, I could do that some other day.

"Let's get out of here okay? Abby and Angela would be wondering where we are."

She nodded and took my hand.


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