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"Bones," he mumbled.

She immediately sat up and leaned forward in her chair, taking his hand in hers. "Booth?"

He just studied her.

"I'll get the doctor."

She moved to hit the button to call the nurse, but he squeezed her left hand. Stopping, she watched as his finger rubbed her ring finger and a smile small broke out across his face.

"It's ok. You reacted poorly to the anesthesia. You've been in a coma for the past four days."

"It felt so real," he told her.

"What felt so real?"

He didn't get a chance to answer her as a nurse and doctor came in to check his vitals ushering her outside.

The doctor later told her he was looking good, but they wanted to keep him one more night to be sure. She nodded and went back in to Booth's room.

"I'm sorry I gave you such a scare."

She immediately broke down into tears she'd been holding back since this whole ordeal started. It started simply enough. He told her he saw a buddy of his from the war who had died, then a hockey player from the LA Kings. She knew this wasn't normal and dragged him to the hospital. When they told them it was a cerebella polycystic astrocytoma she almost threw up. They got him into surgery that day, but then he didn't wake up.

"Hey. Hey. Come here," he shifted over and she lay down beside him, resting her head on his chest. "I'm not going anywhere. At least not anytime soon." He kissed her forehead.

She nodded and squeezed him tight.

"How are the kids?"

"My father is with them. He's going to bring them in when they get home from school."

He nodded.

Ten years ago, they moved to Milan and enrolled their children in the International School. Booth took a job training security specialist while Tempe continued teaching English to adults. This time to top executives in the fashion houses of Milan. It, as she simply put it, kept her in nice shoes. Not that he was complaining, he loved her in high heels and the Italians made some sexy ones.

"What was so real?" she asked.

"Huh?"

"Earlier, you said 'it was so real'. And you looked so lost when you first opened your eyes."

"Oh. Yah. I had the most visual dream I've ever had. I guess when I woke up I wasn't sure where I was until I felt your wedding ring."

"Were you not married in the dream?" she propped herself up on her elbow and ran her hand gently across his face.

"No. But…do you remember Dr. Reichs at the Jeffersonian?"

"Yes." She nodded, still confused where this was going.

"You were her. I mean you were still you, but you had her job and I was your partner. I still worked for the FBI, but we would solve murders together."

"Really?" she chuckled.

"Yah. And Zach was your intern…"

"I knew you secretly loved Zach," she teased.

"Right," he rolled his eyes and continued. "Anyway, we worked together…it was so real."

"So we weren't married? That's why you touched my ring?"

"Right. We weren't even a couple. Just friends."

"Well, I must say, this dream of yours sounds awful especially if we weren't even together. No Sex?"

He turned and kissed her lips, "No sex, not even kissing. A total nightmare."

"Such a nightmare that you stayed there for four days."

"Hey, we had to solve the case."

"And did we?"

"We did."

"Good for us."

"Oh! And I called you 'Bones' because you worked with, well, bones."

She smiled, "I was wondering why you said that when you woke up. You thought I was this 'Bones'."

"Yah. It was like a bizarro world."

"A what-o world?"

"Bizarro world. You know, from the Superman comics? It's another dimension where there's another you, but you are different, almost an opposite of your earth self. Though I will say you and 'Bones' shared that in common."

"Shared what in common?"

"Lack of pop culture references," he smiled.

"I have better things to do with my time," she replied resting her head back on his chest.

"Well, I'm glad to be back here with you and the kids."

"I'm glad your back too."

2 Hours Later

"Daddy!" shouted their youngest, Sabine as she ran into the hospital room.

They both awoke to her trying to climb onto the bed.

"Hey. Sabine Sabby Abby," Booth greeted.

"Sweetie, you need to be gentle." Tempe climbed off the bed and replaced her with their daughter who gave Booth a big kiss.

"Sorry, she ran ahead of me. She's a quick one." Max entered the room with Griffin in tow.

Booth held his little girl close to his chest and kissed the crown of her head.

"Hey, dad."

"Hey, Griff."

"How were your exams?" Tempe asked.

"Good, I guess," he shrugged his shoulders and made his way over to check out the computers monitoring Booth.

"Meaning you aced them," Booth raised his hand for a high-five, which Griffin returned with a sly smile.

"How are you feeling?" Max asked.

"I feel good. Great actually. No hallucinations so far. Unless this is all one big one."

Tempe rolled her eyes, "this is very much real."

Booth looked at his son and daughter and then back to his wife, "Good."

THE END

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