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"Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple." ― Dr. Seuss

Cam's POV

It happens quickly one second I'm talking to Brennan then I hear a deep, loud thump vibrating across the Jeffersonian. I hear Brennan yell my name and feel a shove to my entire upper body, as she uses her entire body weight to push me. As I hear crumbling sound, I turn around to see Brennan under large chunks of concrete, barely breathing and fading in and out of consciousness. I try to stand to help her but, my legs won't support my weight and, I fall to the rubble-laden ground. Then, it finally dawns on me what happened. The thump-like sound was an explosion in our lab, a bigger one than could ever be caused by accident. Someone put a bomb in the Jeffersonian and Doctor Brennan pushed me out of the way. She saved me and now I needed to help her. Using all of the strength left in my body, I crawled over to her and tried to lift as much of the rubble off her as possible. I stop when I'm out of energy and breath, but still trying and she uses what looks to be a majority of her remaining health to lift up her arm and, puts it on my arm. "You can't lift it, no one can" she says

I immediately respond with a quick " Don't worry you gonna be fine" the tears running down my face depict my lack of faith in what I was actually saying but I was trying in vain to keep her awake and fighting

"Hey, don't cry I knew what I was doing I knew the odds and I did it anyway, this is not your fault." She says like she's telling me cause of death like so many times before

"Damn it Brennan what the hell were you thinking?" I force out between tears

She doesn't answer my question she just forces out gasping "It was a pleasure working with you, Cam." finishing just as her arm goes limp,I will soon find out that those were her last words. I attempt to shake her awake with out disturbing the pile to much or her bloody and bruised body the tears still streaming down my cheeks and raining off the end of my chin

The paramedics then start to run in, one stops in front of me checking my vitals, which I find incredibly stupid I mean, I'm fine, as the rest start to move the crushing concrete off of Brennan. it seems to take forever but in reality I know it was probably ten minutes, tops it looked like the majority of the ceiling had been relocated by the bomb to this floor and quite a bit landed on or close to Brennan as they're moving the last piece of rubble off her and start moving her on to the gurney and recording her vitals I see many cuts and contusions I hear them say words to each other that I really wish I didn't know what could happen because of them like tachycardia and concussion along with ribs piercing the cardiac muscle, lungs and spleen. they start moving us to the ambulances we're put into separate ones and driven to the hospital.

When we get to the hospital they have a resident stitch up my leg and load me up with antibiotics and push Brennan into surgery within three minutes of her ambulance arriving and I ask if I can make a couple calls. The resident who stitched me up comes up and tells me that I can leave the emergency room. So I get the papers I need to sign my self out and after being asked if I know Brennan the papers to sign her in. I then limp to the waiting room I go to my contacts and first call Angela

"Hey, Cam, we got a case?" I can hear the sleepiness in her voice

"No, you and Hodgins need to get to Washington memorial hospital, there was a accident and Brennan's hurt, badly, she's in surgery"

I hear her moving around the room "K, we'll be there as soon as possible."

The phone calls with Sweets and Booth are nearly identical. after all the phone calls are done I quickly text Michelle that I may not be home tonight and that I'll explain tomorrow, knowing that I probably won't be at work tomorrow by the time I'm done Hodgins and Angela are there and I am almost finished with the paperwork for Brennan. Sweets and Booth both arrive shortly after. Too soon we hear "Family of Doctor Brennan" we all stand Booth in front of us all "I'm sorry but, despite our best efforts her injuries and blood loss were to severe, she arrested on the table and we were unable to bring her back." The surgeon says with a detached voice once he finishes we are all looking at him in disbelief then tears start to fall out of Angela's eyes and she says in a broken voice "She should've been safe. She should've been on the other side of the world." I feel a stab of overwhelming guilt Angela was right she shouldn't have been under the rubble she was there because of me. She shouldn't have been at the Jeffersonian or in D.C. or even the country she was here because of me none of them were all of this was because of me. That phrase was running around my head, because of me. Because of me. Dead because of me. Grieving because of me. Without partner, colleague and, friend because of me. Dead because of me.

I then hear a ringing

Ring

Ring

Ring

Only then do I figure out it's my phone

My real phone

It was a dream

A nightmare

"Dr. Saroyan" I answer trying to sound awake

There was a body found. Of course.

"Yes my team will be there as soon as possible"

What the hell did that dream mean?

NO! Don't go down that path Cam

I attempt to shake the thoughts and dream from my brain and call Brennan and Hodgins to tell them about the case

It was just a dream after all.

Now if I could only convince myself of that, then my chest wouldn't feel like it was made of lead and my heart a hammer thumping fast.

This was going to be a very long day.

If only I knew how it would end up.