Girl in the video chapter 2
Kim sent over two chapters yesterday so I thought I could post these two rather fast to get the story started ;)
Chapter 2: Because of you
Hodgins who had been watching Cam was quick to react and caught her before she hit the floor.
“Oh my god,” Angela screeched shocked, but quickly caught herself and took her stuff off her couch so Hodgins could place Cam there. Carefully he lay her down on the sofa and propped her legs up on a pillow. Angela meanwhile hurried to the sink and fetched a glass of tap water.
“Cam, hey, Cam. Come on, wake up!” Hodgins said and shook her lightly by the shoulders.
“Is she breathing?” Angela asked panicked.
“Yeah, she’s just unconscious,” Hodgins replied because he had already checked. “We should call a doctor anyway,” he said and took the glass of water from his ex-fiancée.
“I call one,” she said and hurried to her phone on her desk. Hodgins kept shaking Cam and was relieved when she opened her eyes after a few seconds.
“She’s back,” he told Angela with a relieved smile while the artist still talked to the emergency hotline of the Jeffersonian. “Welcome back,” he grinned at Cam and had already several sentences in his head to tease her with. She was a coroner after all and suddenly she collapsed after seeing a video of a girl singing? Cam blinked slowly but didn’t react in any way to him. She stared off into space, looking right through him and he waved one hand in front of her face without getting any reaction.
“They’ll be here in a second,” Angela told him when she came over to the couch. “Hey, how are you feeling?” she asked Cam when she saw that her eyes were open and she crouched down beside her. Angela’s question remained unanswered and she looked from Cam to Hodgins whose forehead was wrinkled in worry by now.
“She’s not reacting,” he told her unnecessarily and they exchanged a worried look. He kept waving his hand over her face and tried to get her to react somehow, but she was staring right through him. He was more than relieved when the paramedics finally arrived and stepped aside.
"Hey what happened? I saw the paramedics rushing by my office," Brennan asked then when she entered and brought Booth and Sweets with her.
"Cam fainted while I was showing her the first video," Angela replied worried and watched how the paramedics checked on their boss.
"And now she's not reacting anymore," Hodgins finished the explanation what caused Booth to rush forward and kneel down beside the couch where his friend was still lying.
"Cam?" he asked and tried to get her attention. "Camille?" he tried again and touched her shoulder lightly. No reaction.
"Her heart rate is elevated and her pupils show a slow response," one of the doctors said.
"She's in shock," Sweets concluded.
"Yes, she is. Whatever happened caused a nervous breakdown," the guy nodded.
"Ok, then I've got this, I'm a psychiatrist," Sweets told them and they just nodded and left the office.
"What kind of video were you watching?" Booth turned accusingly to Angela and Hodgins.
"Nothing bad. I was able to recover the first video from the USB drive. It shows a teenager singing a song. The teen is most likely the victim," Angela replied defensively and watched how Booth stroked gently over Cam's hair.
"We watched it, she said that this could not be the victim, started to tremble and blacked out," Hodgins added and looked worriedly at Cam.
"That is strange," Brennan shook her head. "Cam is a professional, she has seen hundreds of victims and now watching a video she faints? That doesn't sound reasonable."
"I agree. Cam wouldn't just faint like that. Maybe we should take her to a real doctor. What if there's a problem with her heart or her brain?" Booth asked and then turned back to Cam.
"Guys, I know you're upset and worried, I am too. But in can tell when a person has a nervous breakdown. And Dr. Saroyan is clearly in shock," Sweets insisted and walked up to Cam and looked at her.
"I never heard of a person fainting because of a shock," Hodgins protested.
"When the pain is too much to take the body shuts down, literally," Sweets explained.
"Some people hyperventilate when upset and that causes them to faint," Brennan provided another explanation, one that was less psychological.
"And what can we do now?" Angela wanted to know.
"Wait and keep an eye on her. At one point she'll come back. I mean, she woke up on her own, so that's something. She might fall asleep or just stare blankly ahead, but she'll come back. It might happen that she starts throwing up though, be disoriented, suffer from memory loss, hyperventilate again," Sweets listed and Booth scrunched up his face.
"I can look after her," Angela offered and sat down on the armrest of the couch.
"I think you should first sketch a new image of the girl with the new data," Hodgins replied.
"I agree. And Booth and I will question some more neighbors that had access to the park," Brennan nodded.
"I'll look after her, " Hodgins said and looked worriedly at Cam.
"And I will check the video meanwhile. Maybe I can find out what upset her so much," Sweets agreed and they all went and did what they had been told. Slowly Hodgins crouched down in front of Cam and looked at her for a moment. She was still pale, still had that far-away look on her face. He looked over his shoulder and glanced at Sweets and Angela on the other side of the room, where Angela was showing Sweets the video.
"You know we will find out who that girl is and who did this to her. We always do," he told Cam quietly, not even sure if she was hearing him. "I promise you." When her eyes filled with tears and they slowly ran down over her cheeks he got his answer.
~*~
Sweets had been right and after a few more minutes Cam was asleep. Hodgins grabbed a book from his lab before he was back by her side watching over her restless sleep. He moved the armchair closer to the couch so he could prevent her from falling off the couch. He had made it onto page twenty of his geology magazine when Sweets sat down on the table in front of him, looked at Cam for a moment and then turned to him.
"There's nothing on this video that would explain her panic. The background is blurred, there are no pictures visible and beside the girl, a chair and the outlines of what looks like a normal girls room one can't see anything," he told Hodgins quietly.
"That's what we told you. There's nothing wrong with this video," Hodgins replied just as quietly.
"So what is wrong with her?" Angela, who had come up beside them, asked.
"There are several possibilities," Sweets shrugged and stood up.
"Like?" Hodgins asked and raised his eyebrows.
"Maybe it was the song the girl was singing that triggered the breakdown, maybe the room. Maybe the outfit the girl wears. Or, and that is the most likely option, Cam knows that girl and has a very strong attachment to her," the psychologist explained.
"She didn't react that extreme when we found Dr. Welton and he was the love of her life. Really, nothing compared to this," Angela said and pointed to the sleeping Cam, who was still tossing and turning.
"I honestly think that while she once loved Dr. Welton she loved Michelle more than him and that's what probably made him the love of her life. I'm nearly sure, Cam knows that girl and can tell us who she is," Sweets nodded and walked to the door. "I have an appointment now, but call me when Cam wakes up," he added and left.
"What he says makes sense," Hodgins nodded with a pensive look on his face.
"Yeah," Angela nodded and spread the blanket that lay by the armrest over her sleeping boss.
~*~
"You were really unfriendly to the old man," Brennan said to Booth and broke the silence that had been stretching between them while the y drove back to the Institute.
"He pissed me off with his nagging about teenagers destroying the garden. Maybe if he would have paid more attention the girl would still be alive," he replied, his voice still shaking with anger
"You know that the garden wasn't the crime scene, not even the place where the remains were set on fire. It's just the place where the murderer tried to get rid of the evidence," she tried to reason with him.
"Maybe we should go back and look around the garden again," Booth said and did a U-turn before she could reply.
"You're understandably worried about Cam, “she said when silence threatened to spread again.
"I have never seen her like this. I have seen her angry, sad, scared, crying, breaking down, slamming doors and even getting into a fist fight, but I have never seen her like this," he replied quietly.
"She is very professional and I am convinced that she will be able to tell us what happened very soon," Brennan replied, reached over and gave his right arm a squeeze.
"You know, Bones, not everyone is able to compartmentalize as good as you. She will be out of it for a while," he said convinced and parked the car beside the entrance to the garden. They both got out of the car and Booth led the way and pushed the door open.
"What are we looking for Booth? Our teams collected all the evidence," she said but Booth wandered off, obviously knowing what he was doing.
"I want to see which way the murderer took from here to the trashcans or the other way round," he replied and found a small path behind the bushes, which led, in the right direction.
"Mrs. Broder said that her kids sometimes used a shortcut to get to the garden," Brennan replied, speaking out loud the info that had led Booth back to the garden. She stayed back and let him wander round the bushes while she looked around the garden.
Hodgins had found several particulates of plants and trees mixed with the remains, but so far they had all come from the garden. She looked over to the spot where the remains had been found. It was just a brown spot in the middle of the grass now, several other brown spots lined up beside it where the soil samples had been taken.
There was a swing on the other corner of the garden, a bench, and a slide. It was beautiful out here and she guessed that many neighbors came here in summer when it wasn't as chilly anymore.
"Bones!" she suddenly heard Booth call and hurried over to him, found him crouched over a bush.
"Have you found something?" she asked.
"Yeah, can you give me one of the evidence bags you always carry around with you?" he asked and she nodded, but first handed him a glove. Carefully he pulled something out of the branches of the bush, it glistened in the light.
"It's a necklace," she said when he bagged it and took it from his hand.
"It's ripped," he said and pointed to the damaged necklace.
"The pendant is slightly burned around the edges," Brennan observed and held the bag up into the light so she could see better.
"It's a golden hand," he said when he made out the form and Brennan nodded.
~*~
"How is she?" Booth asked when they entered Angela's office and made his way to Cam.
"She fell asleep, if that's progress," Hodgins replied, closed his book and placed it on the table.
"Hodgins can you analyze this necklace for particulates?" Brennan asked and handed him the bag.
"Evidence?" he asked and inspected the necklace in the bag.
"We went back to the garden and found it in one of the bushes by the path that leads to the dumpster," Booth replied and stroked absentmindedly over Cams shoulder and arm.
"Golden necklace with a golden hand as a pendant?" Angela asked and walked up to them from behind her computers.
"How do you know that?" Brennan asked surprised.
"That's the necklace the girl is wearing in the first two videos I was able to recover," Angela replied and then sighed deeply. "So it's really her." Brennan and Booth nodded.
"Can you show me the videos?" Brennan asked then and Angela nodded. Without turning on the sound she showed her friend the first video and then played a second one.
"What is she singing this time?" Booth asked from the couch.
"Because of you by Kelly Clarkson," Angela replied. "The video is not as old, recorded in 2004, different room," she added.
I will not make the same mistakes that you did. I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery. I will not break the way you did you fell so hard. I've learned the hard way to never let it get that far.
“That is the song you were talking about a while ago, right Booth? I looked it up later but I have never heard it until now,” Brennan said and Booth smiled proudly.
“Do you look everything up I say?” he asked, the smile firmly in place while she just ignored his comment and watched the video again.
I watched you die, I heard you cry every night in your sleep. I was so young you should have known better than to lean on me. You never thought of anyone else you just saw your pain.
And now I cry in the middle of the night for the same, damn thing. Because of you - I never stray too far from the sidewalk. Because of you - I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt. Because of you - I try my hardest just to forget everything. Because of you - I don't know how to let anyone else in. Because of you - I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty.
Because of you - I am afraid.
The girl stopped singing and Angela stopped the video.
A short silence followed while they all looked worriedly in Cam's direction. As if she felt their eyes on her she stirred and opened her eyes. She blinked, then looked confused around the room, and then looked down on herself, finding herself lying on the couch in Angela's office.
"What am I doing on this couch?" she asked and sat up, pushed the blanket off herself.
"You don't remember?" Booth asked worriedly and sat down beside her, tried to pull her close but she moved away from him.
"No, I usually don't nap here. Or anywhere else in the Institute for that matter," she said and wrinkled her forehead, tried to remember what happened.
"We showed you a video I was able to recover. It shows the victim singing a song and you blacked out," Angela told her truthfully and Cam's eyes widened for a moment, then she breathed out slowly and got up, standing on wobbly legs.
"Huh, seems I forgot to eat something that morning. I should do that now," she said and tried to smile. The others looked confused at each other and not only Booth and Angela had picked up on the fact that she was lying. Even Brennan knew that she wasn't honest, the panic flickering in Cam's eyes still was a clear indication for that.
"Ok, then I, uhm, gonna go and analyze the necklace," Hodgins broke the uneasy silence and got up as well.
"What necklace?" Cam asked, a frantic undertone in her voice.
"The necklace Booth and Brennan found when they went back to the garden where the remains were found," he said, stepped closer to her and held up the evidence bag for her to see. She took it from him, looked at it and for a moment he thought she was going to black out again. She paled even more but then caught herself and handed him the bag back with shaky fingers.
"It belonged to the girl in the video, she's wearing it. I am positive that we will identify the remains as the girl," Brennan said analytically. Just a second later Cam bolted from the room, crashed with her shoulder against the doorframe but didn't stop. Hodgins was quick to run after her and stopped her with one hand before she could lock the bathroom door in her office behind her. When he entered she had already dropped to her knees and was retching heavily. He heard the others coming and decided to give Cam at least a bit of privacy. He closed the door behind him and locked it before he walked to the sink and filled a glass with tap water so she could rinse her mouth once she was done.
TBC
Chapter 2: Because of you
Hodgins who had been watching Cam was quick to react and caught her before she hit the floor.
“Oh my god,” Angela screeched shocked, but quickly caught herself and took her stuff off her couch so Hodgins could place Cam there. Carefully he lay her down on the sofa and propped her legs up on a pillow. Angela meanwhile hurried to the sink and fetched a glass of tap water.
“Cam, hey, Cam. Come on, wake up!” Hodgins said and shook her lightly by the shoulders.
“Is she breathing?” Angela asked panicked.
“Yeah, she’s just unconscious,” Hodgins replied because he had already checked. “We should call a doctor anyway,” he said and took the glass of water from his ex-fiancée.
“I call one,” she said and hurried to her phone on her desk. Hodgins kept shaking Cam and was relieved when she opened her eyes after a few seconds.
“She’s back,” he told Angela with a relieved smile while the artist still talked to the emergency hotline of the Jeffersonian. “Welcome back,” he grinned at Cam and had already several sentences in his head to tease her with. She was a coroner after all and suddenly she collapsed after seeing a video of a girl singing? Cam blinked slowly but didn’t react in any way to him. She stared off into space, looking right through him and he waved one hand in front of her face without getting any reaction.
“They’ll be here in a second,” Angela told him when she came over to the couch. “Hey, how are you feeling?” she asked Cam when she saw that her eyes were open and she crouched down beside her. Angela’s question remained unanswered and she looked from Cam to Hodgins whose forehead was wrinkled in worry by now.
“She’s not reacting,” he told her unnecessarily and they exchanged a worried look. He kept waving his hand over her face and tried to get her to react somehow, but she was staring right through him. He was more than relieved when the paramedics finally arrived and stepped aside.
"Hey what happened? I saw the paramedics rushing by my office," Brennan asked then when she entered and brought Booth and Sweets with her.
"Cam fainted while I was showing her the first video," Angela replied worried and watched how the paramedics checked on their boss.
"And now she's not reacting anymore," Hodgins finished the explanation what caused Booth to rush forward and kneel down beside the couch where his friend was still lying.
"Cam?" he asked and tried to get her attention. "Camille?" he tried again and touched her shoulder lightly. No reaction.
"Her heart rate is elevated and her pupils show a slow response," one of the doctors said.
"She's in shock," Sweets concluded.
"Yes, she is. Whatever happened caused a nervous breakdown," the guy nodded.
"Ok, then I've got this, I'm a psychiatrist," Sweets told them and they just nodded and left the office.
"What kind of video were you watching?" Booth turned accusingly to Angela and Hodgins.
"Nothing bad. I was able to recover the first video from the USB drive. It shows a teenager singing a song. The teen is most likely the victim," Angela replied defensively and watched how Booth stroked gently over Cam's hair.
"We watched it, she said that this could not be the victim, started to tremble and blacked out," Hodgins added and looked worriedly at Cam.
"That is strange," Brennan shook her head. "Cam is a professional, she has seen hundreds of victims and now watching a video she faints? That doesn't sound reasonable."
"I agree. Cam wouldn't just faint like that. Maybe we should take her to a real doctor. What if there's a problem with her heart or her brain?" Booth asked and then turned back to Cam.
"Guys, I know you're upset and worried, I am too. But in can tell when a person has a nervous breakdown. And Dr. Saroyan is clearly in shock," Sweets insisted and walked up to Cam and looked at her.
"I never heard of a person fainting because of a shock," Hodgins protested.
"When the pain is too much to take the body shuts down, literally," Sweets explained.
"Some people hyperventilate when upset and that causes them to faint," Brennan provided another explanation, one that was less psychological.
"And what can we do now?" Angela wanted to know.
"Wait and keep an eye on her. At one point she'll come back. I mean, she woke up on her own, so that's something. She might fall asleep or just stare blankly ahead, but she'll come back. It might happen that she starts throwing up though, be disoriented, suffer from memory loss, hyperventilate again," Sweets listed and Booth scrunched up his face.
"I can look after her," Angela offered and sat down on the armrest of the couch.
"I think you should first sketch a new image of the girl with the new data," Hodgins replied.
"I agree. And Booth and I will question some more neighbors that had access to the park," Brennan nodded.
"I'll look after her, " Hodgins said and looked worriedly at Cam.
"And I will check the video meanwhile. Maybe I can find out what upset her so much," Sweets agreed and they all went and did what they had been told. Slowly Hodgins crouched down in front of Cam and looked at her for a moment. She was still pale, still had that far-away look on her face. He looked over his shoulder and glanced at Sweets and Angela on the other side of the room, where Angela was showing Sweets the video.
"You know we will find out who that girl is and who did this to her. We always do," he told Cam quietly, not even sure if she was hearing him. "I promise you." When her eyes filled with tears and they slowly ran down over her cheeks he got his answer.
~*~
Sweets had been right and after a few more minutes Cam was asleep. Hodgins grabbed a book from his lab before he was back by her side watching over her restless sleep. He moved the armchair closer to the couch so he could prevent her from falling off the couch. He had made it onto page twenty of his geology magazine when Sweets sat down on the table in front of him, looked at Cam for a moment and then turned to him.
"There's nothing on this video that would explain her panic. The background is blurred, there are no pictures visible and beside the girl, a chair and the outlines of what looks like a normal girls room one can't see anything," he told Hodgins quietly.
"That's what we told you. There's nothing wrong with this video," Hodgins replied just as quietly.
"So what is wrong with her?" Angela, who had come up beside them, asked.
"There are several possibilities," Sweets shrugged and stood up.
"Like?" Hodgins asked and raised his eyebrows.
"Maybe it was the song the girl was singing that triggered the breakdown, maybe the room. Maybe the outfit the girl wears. Or, and that is the most likely option, Cam knows that girl and has a very strong attachment to her," the psychologist explained.
"She didn't react that extreme when we found Dr. Welton and he was the love of her life. Really, nothing compared to this," Angela said and pointed to the sleeping Cam, who was still tossing and turning.
"I honestly think that while she once loved Dr. Welton she loved Michelle more than him and that's what probably made him the love of her life. I'm nearly sure, Cam knows that girl and can tell us who she is," Sweets nodded and walked to the door. "I have an appointment now, but call me when Cam wakes up," he added and left.
"What he says makes sense," Hodgins nodded with a pensive look on his face.
"Yeah," Angela nodded and spread the blanket that lay by the armrest over her sleeping boss.
~*~
"You were really unfriendly to the old man," Brennan said to Booth and broke the silence that had been stretching between them while the y drove back to the Institute.
"He pissed me off with his nagging about teenagers destroying the garden. Maybe if he would have paid more attention the girl would still be alive," he replied, his voice still shaking with anger
"You know that the garden wasn't the crime scene, not even the place where the remains were set on fire. It's just the place where the murderer tried to get rid of the evidence," she tried to reason with him.
"Maybe we should go back and look around the garden again," Booth said and did a U-turn before she could reply.
"You're understandably worried about Cam, “she said when silence threatened to spread again.
"I have never seen her like this. I have seen her angry, sad, scared, crying, breaking down, slamming doors and even getting into a fist fight, but I have never seen her like this," he replied quietly.
"She is very professional and I am convinced that she will be able to tell us what happened very soon," Brennan replied, reached over and gave his right arm a squeeze.
"You know, Bones, not everyone is able to compartmentalize as good as you. She will be out of it for a while," he said convinced and parked the car beside the entrance to the garden. They both got out of the car and Booth led the way and pushed the door open.
"What are we looking for Booth? Our teams collected all the evidence," she said but Booth wandered off, obviously knowing what he was doing.
"I want to see which way the murderer took from here to the trashcans or the other way round," he replied and found a small path behind the bushes, which led, in the right direction.
"Mrs. Broder said that her kids sometimes used a shortcut to get to the garden," Brennan replied, speaking out loud the info that had led Booth back to the garden. She stayed back and let him wander round the bushes while she looked around the garden.
Hodgins had found several particulates of plants and trees mixed with the remains, but so far they had all come from the garden. She looked over to the spot where the remains had been found. It was just a brown spot in the middle of the grass now, several other brown spots lined up beside it where the soil samples had been taken.
There was a swing on the other corner of the garden, a bench, and a slide. It was beautiful out here and she guessed that many neighbors came here in summer when it wasn't as chilly anymore.
"Bones!" she suddenly heard Booth call and hurried over to him, found him crouched over a bush.
"Have you found something?" she asked.
"Yeah, can you give me one of the evidence bags you always carry around with you?" he asked and she nodded, but first handed him a glove. Carefully he pulled something out of the branches of the bush, it glistened in the light.
"It's a necklace," she said when he bagged it and took it from his hand.
"It's ripped," he said and pointed to the damaged necklace.
"The pendant is slightly burned around the edges," Brennan observed and held the bag up into the light so she could see better.
"It's a golden hand," he said when he made out the form and Brennan nodded.
~*~
"How is she?" Booth asked when they entered Angela's office and made his way to Cam.
"She fell asleep, if that's progress," Hodgins replied, closed his book and placed it on the table.
"Hodgins can you analyze this necklace for particulates?" Brennan asked and handed him the bag.
"Evidence?" he asked and inspected the necklace in the bag.
"We went back to the garden and found it in one of the bushes by the path that leads to the dumpster," Booth replied and stroked absentmindedly over Cams shoulder and arm.
"Golden necklace with a golden hand as a pendant?" Angela asked and walked up to them from behind her computers.
"How do you know that?" Brennan asked surprised.
"That's the necklace the girl is wearing in the first two videos I was able to recover," Angela replied and then sighed deeply. "So it's really her." Brennan and Booth nodded.
"Can you show me the videos?" Brennan asked then and Angela nodded. Without turning on the sound she showed her friend the first video and then played a second one.
"What is she singing this time?" Booth asked from the couch.
"Because of you by Kelly Clarkson," Angela replied. "The video is not as old, recorded in 2004, different room," she added.
I will not make the same mistakes that you did. I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery. I will not break the way you did you fell so hard. I've learned the hard way to never let it get that far.
“That is the song you were talking about a while ago, right Booth? I looked it up later but I have never heard it until now,” Brennan said and Booth smiled proudly.
“Do you look everything up I say?” he asked, the smile firmly in place while she just ignored his comment and watched the video again.
I watched you die, I heard you cry every night in your sleep. I was so young you should have known better than to lean on me. You never thought of anyone else you just saw your pain.
And now I cry in the middle of the night for the same, damn thing. Because of you - I never stray too far from the sidewalk. Because of you - I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt. Because of you - I try my hardest just to forget everything. Because of you - I don't know how to let anyone else in. Because of you - I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty.
Because of you - I am afraid.
The girl stopped singing and Angela stopped the video.
A short silence followed while they all looked worriedly in Cam's direction. As if she felt their eyes on her she stirred and opened her eyes. She blinked, then looked confused around the room, and then looked down on herself, finding herself lying on the couch in Angela's office.
"What am I doing on this couch?" she asked and sat up, pushed the blanket off herself.
"You don't remember?" Booth asked worriedly and sat down beside her, tried to pull her close but she moved away from him.
"No, I usually don't nap here. Or anywhere else in the Institute for that matter," she said and wrinkled her forehead, tried to remember what happened.
"We showed you a video I was able to recover. It shows the victim singing a song and you blacked out," Angela told her truthfully and Cam's eyes widened for a moment, then she breathed out slowly and got up, standing on wobbly legs.
"Huh, seems I forgot to eat something that morning. I should do that now," she said and tried to smile. The others looked confused at each other and not only Booth and Angela had picked up on the fact that she was lying. Even Brennan knew that she wasn't honest, the panic flickering in Cam's eyes still was a clear indication for that.
"Ok, then I, uhm, gonna go and analyze the necklace," Hodgins broke the uneasy silence and got up as well.
"What necklace?" Cam asked, a frantic undertone in her voice.
"The necklace Booth and Brennan found when they went back to the garden where the remains were found," he said, stepped closer to her and held up the evidence bag for her to see. She took it from him, looked at it and for a moment he thought she was going to black out again. She paled even more but then caught herself and handed him the bag back with shaky fingers.
"It belonged to the girl in the video, she's wearing it. I am positive that we will identify the remains as the girl," Brennan said analytically. Just a second later Cam bolted from the room, crashed with her shoulder against the doorframe but didn't stop. Hodgins was quick to run after her and stopped her with one hand before she could lock the bathroom door in her office behind her. When he entered she had already dropped to her knees and was retching heavily. He heard the others coming and decided to give Cam at least a bit of privacy. He closed the door behind him and locked it before he walked to the sink and filled a glass with tap water so she could rinse her mouth once she was done.
TBC