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[thenormalsquint]

[Use the rest to dry off, Booth. Gosh.]

Easy there, cowboy. You can't shoot this away. [He stands up, Angela sits down, looking far too calm about this. Once you get used to this place, it's hard not to be.] You're in the City.

[A beat. And then she goes in to answer the expected questions.]

It's called the City. Just that. No other name because they're real original. And you can't leave. Not willingly, at least. Anyway, it's an alternate dimension sort of thing. Brennan won't notice you're gone because time stops at home while you're here.

[A good thing, perhaps?]

[needsprotecting]

[ They're Kleenex.

You're right, you're far too calm. He just fell out of thin air into a fountain. He wasn't near a fountain. ] Which City.

[ Not that that's possible. Considering he was just in DC. He listens to her. He does. But, then she goes into timelines. And dimensions. And hoo-ha. ] What? [ What the th hell are you talking about? ]

[thenormalsquint]

[Which means they aren't the cheap ones and they'll hold up past one wipe!]

Just the City. That's it. No other name.

[And when she got here, she panicked enough for the entire lab. Angela's all out of panic.]

I know, it doesn't make sense and it still doesn't to me, but that's how it is. [A sheepish look.] I've been here three times already and for almost four years.

[She says nothing about him being here twice before.]

[needsprotecting]

[ You don't have to say it twice, Angela. He got it the first time. But, great. An unoriginal city with a completely unoriginal name. ]

It doesn't just not make sense. It's insane. [ He doesn't need his emotions toyed like this. Heart broken and then drenched. ] Say we're in an alternate dimension. How is that even possible? Is this some kind of SciFi thing? [ Hodgins would love this, wouldn't he? ] I'm crazy. I'm going crazy. Maybe I had a stroke. Or an aneurysm. No, then I'd be dead. I'm not dead. [ Fuck. ] Am I?