This is the next chapter of the story To Where You Are of course. I hadn't really planned on making another chapter but I got this idea from someone else and I thought that it would be fun. So, here goes nothin'.

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Brennan walked out of Booth's bathroom, anger welling up inside of her. Why didn't he tell me? I could have killed myself! A tear rolled down her face and many more followed. She halted by the door, taking deep breaths and trying to calm herself down. After getting herself under control, Brennan reached for the handle and stopped when she heard the bathroom door open.

"Bones, wait up a sec," she heard Booth say. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I wanted to, but you know I couldn't."

Brennan stood still, listening only partly to what was being said.

"Please, Bones. I'm sorry," Booth said a pleading note in his voice. "Please, look at me."

Tears rolling down her cheeks, Brennan turned to face him.

Booth gasped. "Bones, I'm so, so sorry. Please don't be angry.

"You have no idea what I felt," Brennan said, her voice cold. "I didn't feel anything but sorrow and pain."

"Bones…" he started to say but was silenced by the cold glint in his partner's eyes.

"A week after you had 'died'," she said, using her fingers for the quote marks, "I was in my apartment, staring out the window, crying my eyes out. I was in so much pain." The tears that had stopped coming when he had asked for forgiveness started to flow again. "I went into my room and got my gun. I sat on the couch, gun to my temple with the safety off, and my finger was on the trigger, ready to squeeze." She paused.

"Bones!" Booth said with and exasperated look. "Why did you…" Again, he was silenced.

Her face hardened again. "The only thing that stopped me from pulling the trigger was knowing that people needed me. I blamed myself for your death to the point of it becoming unbearable. I saw you everywhere, even though I knew it was impossible. I wanted all the pain to go away." A single tear escaped and slid down her cheek. Unknowingly, Brennan had closed her eyes and felt his hand come to rest on her cheek, wiping away the tear.

"Bones, I'm so sorry," he said, and kissed her forehead. Brennan wept silently into his shirt as he said, "I'm going to kill Sweets!"

"Why?" she asked, although she already had an idea of why.

"He was the one in charge of telling my family and friends that I was alive."

Brennan nodded into his shirt. "Let me join in though, please?" she asked and laughed surprisingly.

Booth laughed with her and said, "Will do."

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Later, at the Jeffersonian, Booth yelled at Sweets.

"You idiot. Why didn't you tell anyone I was alive?" Booth asked Sweets, almost yelling.

Sweets looked at Brennan to see her eyes cold.

"She almost killed herself, Sweets!" Booth said, exasperated.

Brennan was looking down when she heard Sweets ask, "Is this true?" All she could do was nod. She saw him stumble backwards.

"I… I thought… I though you could handle it," Sweets stuttered.

Brennan glared at him. "Oh, yeah? And what about Angela or Hodgins or Zach? They were all in as much pain as me. Don't ever do that again." By the end her voice was dripping with hatred.

She turned around and started walking away when she heard him ask, "So, what stopped you?"

Brennan paused for a second before simply saying, "My friends," and walking away.

"I should kill you. Right here, right now," Booth said, seething, and he, too, walked away.

"We're having a session about this later," Sweets called after him, and Booth waved him off.

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Brennan was in her office, laying on her couch, eyes closed, when she heard a knock on the door.

"Hey, Bren. You awake?" It was Angela.

"Yeah," Brennan said, opening her eyes but not getting up.

"Did I just hear correctly? You almost killed yourself?" Angela asked, concern and fear in her voice.

"Please, don't make me go through that again," Brennan said pleadingly.

"Yes or no, Bren," Angela said, getting annoyed with her friend.

"Yes, okay," Brennan said getting up.

She felt a warm body slam into hers, arms around her back, tears soaking through her shirt. Brennan held her best friend until Angela's tears stopped.

"What would I ever do without you, sweetie? How… What made you even think of doing that?"

Brennan looked away and said, "The pain." A single tear escaped and slid down her cheek. "I'm sorry," she whispered.

Angela hugged her again and asked, "Why didn't you?"

"You need me," Brennan said with a smile.

Brennan heard someone clear their throat at the door and looked over to see Booth.

"Excuse me, Angela. Could Bones and I speak in private for a moment?" Booth asked kindly.

Angela smile and Brennan and said, "I'll see you in a bit."

Brennan nodded. After Angela had left, Booth shut the door and Brennan asked, "So, what's this about?"

"You're evil. You know that," Booth said with and smile.

"And, why is that?"

"You almost killed yourself. Now Sweets wants to have a meeting." They both groaned at the same time.

"Great," Brennan said sarcastically.

Booth asked more quietly, "What made you even think about killing yourself?"

It had to come back to this, she thought. "I couldn't live without you Booth," she whispered, looking away. "I kept thinking that it should have been me that was shot. The bullet was meant for me."

"Yes, but I'd gladly take a bullet for you any time, if it meant you get to live at least one more day. Please, don't ever try that again. I love you too much to lose you."

Brennan was surprised at first but then she smiled. "I love you too, Booth. That's why I couldn't bear to live without you."

Booth strode over and kissed Brennan. Astonished at first, Brennan just stood there, but then returned the favor. They broke apart after a while and smiled into each other's faces.

"We really should get back to the case," Brennan said.

"After you," he said, and held the door open.

Brennan mock glared at him and said, "I can open doors for myself," and they both laughed.

"So, what have we got," Booth asked when they got to the table and the case was underway again.

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I'm not sure if this is the last chapter or not, but I think so, so I'm making the story say complete although I'm not positive that it is. Sigh Time to stop rambling. I hope everyone liked it. Reviews are demanded from anyone. Constructive criticism is needed. Thanks!