Fade Away, by flyersfan

Well, apparently musie finally decided to come back from Bones vacation, so, at long last, I’m finally writing this Bones fic that I’ve had in my head for awhile now. Thanks to kasper for her input…if you call ‘keep, keep writing’ input…lol. And thanks to luli for the title...you rock, girl!

Just a short intro chapter...I would say enjoy, but…

Booth opened his eyes to darkness and a dull pain throbbing through his body. Groaning, he sat up, struggling to put together what exactly had happened. The last thing he remembered, he had been in his office, talking to Bones…

“Bones?” Panicked, he turned his head quickly, blinking the dust out of his eyes, trying to see through the darkness. Shoving splintered wood off him, he staggered to his feet, wincing in pain. “Bones!” Hearing nothing, he looked around wildly.

The space he was in was no more than eight feet wide, and he had to bend over to miss hitting his head in the cramped space. The floor was littered with splintered wood and debris from the building. Straining through the gloom, he finally spied a lock of auburn hair, buried under a pile of rubble. Reaching her, he fell to his knees, frantically pulling the pieces of debris off her.

She was lying on her side, looking pale in the dim light. Her lack of response made his heart skip a beat; reaching out, he pressed his fingers to her throat, breathing a sigh of relief when he felt the faint but steady pulse there. “Temperance?” He gently brushed dust from her face, looking down at her tenderly.

Now that he knew she was alive, just unconscious, his thoughts turned back to what he could remember. They had been in his office, going over their latest case. They had just finished talking to the victim’s brother…the next thing he knew, they were buried beneath the building, obvious victims of a terrorist bombing of the federal building. It was the only thing that made sense.

He blocked thoughts of his friends and colleagues that had been in the building this afternoon out of his mind; he would worry about that later. Right now, he had to focus on getting himself and his partner out of here.

xxx

Pain. All she felt was pain, shooting through her body. She couldn’t open her eyes, couldn’t move. She thought she could hear a voice from far away, but she tuned it out and tried to focus on where she was. She had been going to see Booth, but after that, there was nothing. No memories of anything else. Had she even gotten there? She couldn’t remember…

The sound came again, louder this time, and with a huge effort managed to turn her head toward the voice. She moaned at the pain that shot through her.

“Temperance?”

“Booth?” She slowly opened her eyes and saw Booth, sitting beside her; even in the shadowy darkness she could see the concern in his eyes.

“Bones, thank God!” He took her hand. “You had me worried there for a minute.”

“Where…” She started to ask, but was interrupted by a fit of coughing that sent even more waves of pain shooting through her.

Booth looked on helplessly till the coughing subsided. “Just take it easy, Temperance, okay?”

“What happened?” She was dismayed to hear how faint her voice was.

Booth shrugged. “I don’t know. My best guess is that there was a bomb in the building, but I’m really not sure.” He looked down at her. “Are you okay?”

“I…” She coughed once more, wiping her mouth with her hand, then took a shaky breath. Looking down at the drops of blood on her palm, she shivered, then looked up at her partner. “I don’t think so.”

Interesting. I'm so glad your musie is back from Bones vacation. PPS

Me want more!

Interesting story! Me want mooore

good that I know that you'll make it all good in the end.....
otherwise I would probably be crying by now.....Bones seems to be badly hurt.....it's not good to cough out blood.....
But I'm sure that Booth will get her out and to the next hospital soon.
PPS!

oh and congratulations for finally finding a title

sweeeeeeeeeeeeettttttttttttttttt...love it gma.....
awesome start and can't wait for more....love the title too....

toz - I didn't get the feeling the drops of blood were coming from her mouth.....drops could be from anywhere...like the side of her mouth or her palm cut.....lets not panic....yet......

trying to think positive here......tiny drops, tiny drops, tiny drops
Booth will make it better...yes he will...

more soon please....
fab

okay positive thinking......I can do that.......she is alright.....nothing bad will happen to her......Booth will make it all better.....

Well, here you go, chapter 2. And I must say thanks to all who read and reviewed, you all rock!

Assistant Director Cullen paced the street, barking orders at harried agents. He had been home, ready to take his wife out for their anniversary when the call came; there had been an explosion at the Hoover building. As close to panic as he had ever been, he had raced over to the scene. The destruction he saw there was enough to cause his heart to jump to his throat.

His immediate thought had been for the agents that had been inside when the bomb had gone off. Whoever had planned this hadn’t done their homework; it had been a Friday afternoon before the holiday weekend, so the building had been mostly empty. At least it was something to be thankful for.

His mind kept reciting names, even as he was yelling at the firefighters and bomb squad techs; Richards, Phillips, Booth…his best agents had been in that building… No, he wasn’t going to think about that now. That could come later. Right now, he had to concentrate on doing whatever he could to get his men rescued. There would be time to think about what he had lost later…

Waving down the fire chief, he started bombarding him with questions. “When the hell are you going in there?! I have men in that building!”

“Sir, please…”

“Is anyone even alive in there? Damn it, I need to know!”

“Sir, we’re doing everything we can.”

‘We’re doing everything we can’… The words echoed in Cullen’s mind. The last time he had heard them had been in the hospital, right before Amy had died…

The sound of his name being shouted brought him back to the present. Turning, he looked to see the squints, standing just behind the barrier, being blocked by three agents. Cullen groaned. He should’ve known that they would show up; they were extremely close to Booth. He was surprised, however, to see that Dr. Brennan was not among them. Bracing himself, he started towards them.

“Look, I don’t know…” he began.

“Where is Brennan? And Booth…please tell me they’re all right!” Angela’s voice was strained, and she was almost in tears. “They have to be all right…” She broke off, and Hodgins put an arm around her reassuringly.

“Wait…Dr. Brennan was with Booth?”

“Dr. Brennan went to meet Booth in his office.” Cam’s face was pale, her eyes haunted. “We’ve been trying to call them, but…” Her voice trailed off, leaving the rest unsaid. It didn’t matter; they all knew what she couldn’t quite bring herself to say.
Cullen rubbed a hand over his eyes. Dr. Brennan was in the building somewhere with Booth. Dead or alive, he didn’t know. As he looked into the faces of the squints, it was just starting to sink in…this could be much worse than he had first imagined.

xxx

Booth sat, his back against a part of what used to be his mahogany desk, his mind in chaos. Brennan lay beside him. He had placed his jacket under her head, and used some broken boards to elevate her legs, following her instructions for what to do to treat internal injuries and shock. She had been her usual self; reciting the conditions and treatment calmly and rationally. And he was scared to death.

She had told him what to look for, what to expect; sweating, dizziness, nausea, then, as it progressed, restlessness, aggression and struggling to breathe… Yes, she had told him everything…everything except the most important part; how to fix it.

That was the worst part…he felt so helpless. He had to get her out, get her to the hospital, but he couldn’t. He had tried moving some of the debris, trying to clear a path, but all he succeeded in doing was cause even more to fall. Everything was just too unstable…

But he couldn’t just sit here…that wasn’t his style. Picking up his phone, he tried dialing again. Miraculously, whether it was because it had been in his back pocket, and he had landed on his side, or by some divine intervention, his cell phone was intact. Unfortunately, buried as they were, he couldn’t get any signal…though a few times he managed to get one bar, but only for a second or two. But all he could do was keep trying…

“Booth?”

His heart leapt at the sound of her voice, still strong and steady. He silently prayed that she would stay strong till help could reach them. “Yeah, Bones?”

She looked up at him, and he could see the concern in her face. No matter what her words, she was scared. And that frightened him most of all…his Bones was always strong, always fighting. But what he saw in her eyes was resignation. “Stay with me, Temperance…”

“Talk to me.”

Her words touched him; it was like she wanted to cling to something, like his words were her only hope of doing that. “What do you want me to say?”

“Anything,” she whispered.

I know, that ending was kinda dumb, but it will get better, I promise.

it's rather hard to keep thinking positive, when Booth can't take her to the hospital.......but she seems to be alright for the moment......and we will just have to wait....and hope.....and believe that you wouldn't let something happen to her.....
I can't wait to read more!

Uuuuuuuh, angsty! Please, update soon.

Totally off topic, sorry, I just don't know where to post it: is it only me or does ff site not work today? It is not that the site doesn't open, it does, but there are no new stories for about...hmmm...10 hours by now? And when I try to make a comment to a story, it doesn't work either.

I still love it
If you can, please update soon

Well that was angsty as hell, but I absolutely adore it fly....
Poor Cullen. It was enough to deal with knowing your agents are in there, but to be confronted by the squints with Bones being in there too. Wow.
The end of the chapter was sweet and touching. I think it was perfect. I could think of nothing more I would want than for Booth to talk to me if I was laying there dying He could even read from the phonebook

I'm really gonna need more soon, hope musie is feeling rested and really to work

fab

Oh, you're scaring me, but I'm loving it. You will post soon, right?

me thinks that fly may be taking lessons from ana and willi...........hmmmmmmmmmmmm

=O You haven't updated this in a while. It's pretty good. Are you going to finish it? Pleeeeeease??? <3

oooo, angsty goodness! this is really very tense, but they're gonna be ok right? please update as this has me quite concerned!