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Fic: He Won't Cry (Drabble #3)
L'ecrivez
only_more_love

Title: He Won't Cry
Series:  All That Lies Between Us
Word Count: 100
Characters: Parker, Booth
A/N: All right, my week continues to get worse, but that's ok.  I suppose not every week can be good. :)  Thanks to everyone who sent prompts, hugs, and/or reviews;  I'm behind on responding, but I promise I will write you all back—even if it takes me a bit longer than I'd like.

If you don't know what monkey bars are, here's a link to an image: 
http://tinyurl.com/3ddfgh 

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“Daddy, watch!  I can go all the way by myself.”

Booth watches obediently as Parker swings his way across the monkey bars.  

It happens so fast; his hands slip free and he falls.

When Booth reaches him, Parker pulls himself to his feet.  “Hey, let me see, buddy.”

“I'm ok.”

In the gold of Parker's hair, Booth sees Rebecca, in the shape of his eyes he sees her, too, but in the tremble of his mouth and its sudden firmness, in his stubborn insistence that everything is ok even as the gash on his chin bleeds red, Booth sees himself.

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All right, my week continues to get worse, but that's ok.

I hope things get better for you, but you can come wallow with me if you'd like... I've decided, after 9 years of being together, that I'm probably going to leave my SO after the first of the year.

*holds out spoon*
*holds out container of ice cream*

Share?

*clinks spoons with you* Dig in, my dear!

I know you're sensitive about personal space, so I won't hug you. I'll just say that you have my sympathy. We haven't known each other long, but I've caught inklings of discontent about your relationship with Witchman in your journal. I'm sorry that it's come to this for you two—especially after 9 years. I know how intertwined two lives can become after so many years together. There's good and bad, but it's all a part of you and your history. From what I can tell, you're strong and independent. But you're still human, after all. These things are rarely pleasant or completely smooth. I know you have friends, and there's always Girly and Manly, but if you ever feel the need to vent, I'm here. You are in my thoughts. I hope that whatever happens, you have the best outcome—whatever that may be.

Ironically enough, on my end, things now seem to be getting better. *g* But I'm all for a good wallow; it's healthy sometimes. It's been gray and dark here, with nary a ray of sunshine, for the past 5 days or so. I don't have Seasonal Affective Disorder, but this many days of darkness bugs me and makes me feel very tired. My parents have been going through some financial issues, and I've concluded that my father is either crazy or inhabits another planet than the rest of us. My husband's grandmother just passed away in India. She had been in the hospital the past few weeks, and I think she was ready to go. So that's ok, though it's sad for everyone who's left behind. But family politics are coming to a head in the wake of her death. It doesn't affect me directly, but I hate seeing how it's affecting my mother-in-law. Peoples' pettiness is astounding sometimes. My husband and I had a fight this morning, though that seems to have blown over, thankfully. Then there's the period from hell. TMI, I know. ;) Anyway, none of these things alone is a huge deal, but the combination, this week, has been trying.

Hang in there, Witchy!

Sorry that your week isn't at all going well.

I do love your drabble. I think this was a lovely insight into Booth wanting to protect his child but failing. And seeing some of his personality traits that he probably wishes Parker didn't have.

Thank you. It's improving. :)

I do love your drabble. I think this was a lovely insight into Booth wanting to protect his child but failing. And seeing some of his personality traits that he probably wishes Parker didn't have.

Thanks! You summed it up beautifully.


I wonder how Booth feels about that similarity - whether he's proud to see that alpha-male stoicism in his son, or whether he wishes Parker would cry, and stay a child for a few moments longer.

I'm still pulling for your week to improve. Does it help to know that your drabbles are making mine better?

Who won't cry? Parker? Booth? Both? ;)

I wonder how Booth feels about that similarity - whether he's proud to see that alpha-male stoicism in his son, or whether he wishes Parker would cry, and stay a child for a few moments longer.

Ah... Leave it to you to cut to the heart of the matter.

I'll tell you what I think, but only on one condition—you have to tell me what you think. Surprise surprise; my personal bias is toward a darker or at least more nuanced and complicated Booth than we sometimes get to see on the show. So, given that, I think he wishes Parker would cry. Because Booth knows what it has cost him to maintain that facade, and he doesn't want his son to pay that price. My husband says some people are like ducks—on the surface, they appear to be gliding effortlessly through life—but in actuality, they're paddling furiously underwater. Sometimes, that's how I see Booth. Make sense?

Your turn!

I'm still pulling for your week to improve. Does it help to know that your drabbles are making mine better?

Thank you; the first comment helps even more than the last. :) And you know, things are improving. I'm going to paste in rambling explanation of some of what's been going on this wk. Don't feel obligated to read it.

It's been gray and dark and sometimes rainy here, with nary a ray of sunshine, for at least 5 days or so. I don't have Seasonal Affective Disorder, but this many days of darkness bugs me and makes me feel very tired. My parents have been going through some financial issues, and I've concluded that my father is either crazy or inhabits another planet than the rest of us. My husband's grandmother just passed away in India. She had been in the hospital the past few weeks, and I think she was ready to go. So that's ok, though it's sad for everyone who's left behind. But family politics are coming to a head in the wake of her death. It doesn't affect me directly, but I hate seeing how it's affecting my mother-in-law. Peoples' pettiness is astounding sometimes. My husband and I had a fight this morning, though that seems to have blown over, thankfully. Then there's the period from hell. TMI, I know. ;) Anyway, none of these things alone is a huge deal, but the combination, this week, has been trying.

Sorry to learn your week is of the suck. ::hugs::
I hope it will get LOTS better.

and the drabble? yessss: pure Seeley: stubborn insistence that everything is okay.

Thanks for the hugs, Makd. Things are getting better, as they always do! :)

Glad you thought that last bit seemed like Booth. I want to hug both Parker and Booth.

I don't know if it's the mood I was in when I read this, but I was left with a melancholy feeling. I'm not sure Booth saw Parker's stoic nature as either a positive or negative thing...

Loved it, though. Just goes to show that you can convey so many emotions in so few words :)

I'm glad this left you with a melancholy feeling. Not too many words to create atmosphere, but I meant it to have that kind of feeling. Here's a link to greyskygirl's question about this drabble, followed by my response. You might be interested in reading it, given your interpretation. ;)

Loved it, though. Just goes to show that you can convey so many emotions in so few words :)

Thanks, Piper. I tried to convey some emotion, but I wasn't sure if I hit the mark or not.


I am enjoying this series.
Jumping to different scenes in the story to see different things, I think that is great.
Can't wait to see more.
Hope you will have a better week next week.

Thank you! I'm glad you're enjoying this series. :) I'm having fun thinking/writing in a slightly different way.

And thanks for the good wishes; a little venting is healthy sometimes, but I can never stay down for long. Today is a new day, right? ;)

Hope things get better on your side ;)
To help on that, want to say that this drabble is great!

In the gold of Parker's hair, Booth sees Rebecca, in the shape of his eyes he sees her, too, but in the tremble of his mouth and its sudden firmness, in his stubborn insistence that everything is ok even as the gash on his chin bleeds red, Booth sees himself.

This part.. could be so true.. really liked it ;)

Hi, Sara. Thank you—for commenting, and for your good wishes. As I was telling someone else, things aren't really getting better so much as I am just accepting that there is no life without problems. We just have to keep pushing. :)

Aw! Sad little drabble there!

You OBVIOUSLY need extra hugs *refuses to be gentle, jumps on you*

But you know one of the many reasons why you win? It is your little explanations and links for things you're not sure everyone will get. You're such an angel. I mean, I know what monkey bars are (I was never good at the swinging - I'd always hang by my hands or knees or climb on top. I think it was because my arms weren't strong enough to handle the swing my weight generated) but not everyone does.


Thanks for the hugs, sweets. I'm not depressed or anything like that. Life and fic are filled with both light and darkness. :)

There was just a lot of stuff happening all at once last week. Now, there are some financial and other issues with my parents that I think will just continue into the foreseeable future, and my brother, my husband, and I are having to wade in and help deal with all that stuff. Messy and unpleasant, to say the least. If only real life issues were resolved as neatly as fictional ones!

But you know one of the many reasons why you win? It is your little explanations and links for things you're not sure everyone will get.

Thanks, hon. I know that many people know what Lucky Charms and monkey bars are, but the Internet isn't filled with only Americans, so I try to post explanatory notes and links when it occurs to me. If they help, great. If not, they don't hurt.

w what monkey bars are (I was never good at the swinging - I'd always hang by my hands or knees or climb on top. I think it was because my arms weren't strong enough to handle the swing my weight generated.

Not surprising. Generally speaking, and I stress the word "generally," females tend to have less upper body strength.

Edited at 2007-12-17 02:02 pm (UTC)

Your work is marvelous and I admire your ability to write, even when things are crappy.

This is the weirdest week, yet. Hang in there<3

You are very kind; thank you for your comments and your good wishes. :)

I can't always do it, but writing "when things are crappy," is a good thing for me. It helps, in some small way. Even if I can't write a lot, the discipline of getting some words down is useful and keeps me from getting rusty (not to mention cranky). ;)

You're making me a drabbles lover.
I'm glad to know things in your life are better now =)

You're making me a drabbles lover.

Aw, you're sweet. Seriously, though, I'm happy if you've been able to find something to like in drabbles. The drabble is just another form of writing.

I'm glad to know things in your life are better now =)

You know, they're not really better. But I accept that problems are just a part of life that you can't avoid; all you can do is keep pushing. :) Writing (and reading) are both very pleasant forms of escape.

Edited at 2007-12-17 01:03 pm (UTC)

*hugs*
I hope your week got better!

That was really sweet.. I love thoses moments with Booth and Parker. *sigh* Kid's far too cute for his own good, hehe.

Ohhhhh, I really love this. Booth is such a wonderful father, and Parker owns my soul.

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