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Bones Ficlet: The Places That I've Been (#85 in ATLBU)

Title: The Places That I've Been
Characters: Booth, Brennan
Series:  All That Lies Between Us
Written for:50scenes
Prompt: #6 (Linger)
Rating: PG
Table:  #5
Word Count: 300
Timeline/Spoilers:  Set after The He in the She 
Disclaimer: Bones and its characters belong to FOX, not me. This story is purely meant to entertain. No copyright infringement is intended.
"She keeps everyone honest, this one."

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The Places That I've Been

“We know what we don’t know.”
- Seeley Booth, The He in the She

Booth’s stomach growls as they drive back to D.C. It’s past dinnertime, but he doesn’t mind because warm contentment lingers in his chest from the service they just attended. Sometimes, he silently reminds himself, good things come from the work he and Brennan do.

Ryan Stephenson rediscovered his father and continued his (or is it her?) work.

“Do you believe your god has absolved you of your past?” Brennan’s voice slips through his thoughts. The traffic lights cast an eerie red glow over her as he turns his head to study her. A sharp comeback springs to his lips; he swallows it.

He searches her face for signs of mockery and finds none – just curiosity. Not so different from the expression Parker wears as he tries to make sense of a world Booth doesn’t know if he’ll ever understand.

She keeps everyone honest, this one.

He considers the list of the souls he’s sent to meet their maker. "The Bible says if we confess our sins, God will forgive us.” He clears his throat. “And if you’re gonna ask me if I’ve confessed and repented, yeah, I have. No, I don’t know if He’ll forgive me, Bones. But I have to try to believe He will. I have to get up every morning and try to live a decent life.”

There’s a desperate edge to his voice, and he wishes he sounded more confident. He sneaks a glance at her out of the corner of his eye, waits for her next question. When she reaches across the space that separates them and fingers the chain hidden under the collar of his t-shirt, he wills himself not to shiver.

“Superstitious or not,” she says, quietly, “you’re a good man.”

Booth exhales. Thank you.

“I hope you find you what you're seeking.”


Thank you for reading.

Too bad about the hiatus! :(

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