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Bones Double Drabble: Zazen (#96 in ATLBU)
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Title: Zazen
Characters:
Booth, Brennan
Rating:
K or PG
Spoilers:
The End in the Beginning
Word Count: 200
Disclaimer:
Bones and its characters belong to FOX, not me. This story is purely meant to entertain. No copyright infringement is intended.
Story Notes:
This is set during the final scene in The End in the Beginning.
Author note:
Zazen is sitting meditation as it's practiced in Zen Buddhism.
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Zazen

Four days she waits.

Time is measured by the intervals between one flutter of his eyelids and the next, each making her leap from the hard plastic chair that has become another appendage.

When no further progress occurs, she sits down again and lets her fingers slide over keys worn smooth and shiny from use.

She sits, and it is a form of meditation. Just as her mind spilled over with thoughts when she first learned to meditate, it does so now.

She sits, and lets herself be buffeted by gales of emotion.

Until she reaches stillness.

Gone are the questions about transcendence and losing the self in the other. Gone is the illusion that she still has any choice in the matter. Her only choice lies in her decision to act – or not.

One strike of the delete key empties the screen.

She doesn’t need to see the words; they’re inside her now.

Finally there is acceptance.

Relief is too small a word for what fills her when his eyes open and he speaks.

The words live inside her now, fighting to be born. She lets him go first; they have both been silent too long.

“Who are you?”

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This little drabble really expresses what I think happened to Brennan over those four days. I also feel that she's come to a place of acceptance for what she feels towards Booth. And just as she's ready to open her mouth and say something..."Who are you?" Even if he's just confused, it would be enough to stop her from opening up right then and there. You can almost see how much she wants to say...and then it just kind of dies away in light of Booth's confusion. I really hope we get to see some of her revelations next season! Nice job!

Hon, this is beautiful. This line is especially gripping:
She doesn’t need to see the words; they’re inside her now.

Thank you, sweetie, for sharing this with us!

this is very beautiful. and so so sad. i think i need a hug--i know brennan does.

As others have said:

She doesn’t need to see the words; they’re inside her now.

*loves*

Oh, perfect. This is exactly what I thought happened also. She's finally understanding her feeling, accepted them and is ready for the next step, when bam, the rug has been pulled out from under her.

Beautiful. You and the fic.

Beautiful! Love the idea that she's become open and accepting of her emotions and feelings.

She doesn’t need to see the words; they’re inside her now.
Finally there is acceptance.


I love that... those lines just jumped out as... WOW!
And I can only hope that she (read: HH&Co.) won't allow what she experienced when he said his three words to overshadow the breakthrough of her realizing her three words.
We wait with bated breath...

Lovely. I love every word. And YES to what everyone else has said.

You always make the most silent moments come to life.

She doesn’t need to see the words; they’re inside her now.
Sooo incredibly gorgeous. I can't even explain...

Thanks for sharing, hun!

Just lovely, sweety! I love how you captured jusy what I imagined going on in her head!

Time is measured by the intervals between one flutter of his eyelids and the next

Gorgeous. It's absolutely perfect.

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