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Bones Double Drabble: Fine (#80 in ATLBU)

Title: Fine
Brennan, Booth
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Booth gets the call from Russ one Sunday morning as he’s sipping his first mug of coffee and reading the funny pages in the paper. They were on a fishing trip in Pennsylvania; Max died in his sleep. Can Booth please go check on Tempe?

He finds her at the lab, sitting on her couch and staring at a bone she keeps turning over in her hands. She doesn’t look up when he sits beside her.

“Everyone dies. The human body isn’t designed to last forever.”

He doesn’t answer – just sets a coffee cup on the table in front of her and watches the steam curl, then vanish, as if it had never existed.

“I’m fine, Booth.”

He takes away the bone, moving it to the far side of the table. Brennan’s empty hands flex and clench. Shifting closer, Booth takes her hand and places it on his forearm.

“Go.” Her fingers tighten on his arm. “I told you, I’m fine.”

“Sure. And I’m Santa Claus.”

Brennan snorts a laugh. When he pulls her into his arms, she doesn’t protest, just laughs and laughs, shaking against him as the laughter gradually dissolves into something like the sound of breaking glass.

Tags: all that lies between us, bones, bones: fic, fic
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