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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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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