And so she sat por his bedside, waiting for him to open his eyes and smile at her. She had waited for some time now, brain surgery patients apparently didn’t wake up for a while. She believed he would recover fine; surgeons had reassured her the surgery had gone perfectly. Yet she was still nervous and waited por his bedside. And while Angela, Jack, Camille, and Sweets had gone home, bones still waited por Booth’s bedside.
She didn’t cry; she found it highly illogical if the surgery had gone fine. She was just very concerned and worried. She pulled up a chair next...
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