Hi guys. This is just a random Bones fanfiction that popped into my head.
Paris: Booth/Bones
Disclaimer: I don't own Bones
Note: My first one! Please don't hate if you think it's bad.
Summary: Brennan and Booth are investigating a murder in a dangerous neighborhood. Booth is shot.


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Angela was in Temperance's apartment looking for her. Luckily she had Bren's spare key.
"Where in hell is she?"
Angela heard something fall in the bathroom.
She walked over and knocked on then door.
No answer.
She tried opening it, locked.
Angela took a paperclip out of her purse and picked the lock.

Brennan was lying on the floor.
"Bren! Can you hear me?"
Asked Angela. Nothing.
She took a look at the empty pill bottle in Brennan's hand.
"Shit! How could she do this?"
Asked Angela as she called 911.

Brennan's room was 168. Near Booth's in the ICU.
She was hooked up to a million whirring machines keeping her alive.
Angela took a look at her friend. Almost dead. Then she asked why. Why would she do this o herself?

Booth was the last one she talked to. "BOOTH!"
She ran into his room. "BOOTH WHAT DID YOU SAY TO HER?"
"Brennan?" He asked
"YES! She tried to overdose and KILLL HERSELF!"
"What? I she ok?"
"No! She's in room 168 down the hall hooked up to about a million machines. "
"Shit! I told her to get out because I never wanted to see her again..."
"You what?! Why BOOTH!?"
"I was pissed Angela. I didn't think she'd do something this crazy."
He shook his head.
"Get me that wheelchair."
Angela brought it to his bedside.
Booth unplugged himself from all the machines.
"Booth, stop!"
He put himself in the wheelchair. "

"Bring me over there."
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