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Frozen In Just the Wrong Time
Brennan touching Booth's jaw

Title: Frozen In Just the Wrong Time
Characters: Booth, Brennan
Written for:[info]50scenesRNRN
Prompt: #4 (Secrets)
Rating: T or PG-13
Table:  #5
Word Count: 404
Spoilers: Through The End in the Beginning.
Timeline:  Set sometime after The End in the Beginning.
Summary:  "Nobody said it was easy; no one ever said it would be this hard."
A/N:  This might morph into something longer. For now, it is just this.

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"I know who you are. "

Booth doesn't know her. 

When he turns to her these days, his glance lingers seconds too long, flickering over each feature as if seeing it for the first time -- instead of for the ten-thousandth.  His long fingers worry at his temporal arch, stroking, stroking, stroking while the lines between his eyebrows deepen. A new habit for the new Booth, and she hates it. 

But not him.

Never him. 

Several times, her hands nearly shoot out to still his restless fingers; she controls the impulse only by tucking her hands under her legs.  She wonders, briefly, if this is how Booth felt when he shot the clown on the ice cream truck.  The plastic chair on which she sits feels warm because of the heat it has stolen from her body.  It does not yield when she applies pressure to it. 

She is not amused.  Laughter grows inside her, building momentum and gathering heat, threatening to erupt in a geyser.  Of what?  Fear?  Grief?  Anger?  She is not prepared to name the emotion; that is something Booth would have helped her with, whether she asked him to or not. 

The spark of laughter that used to light Booth's brown eyes has vanished.  Gone, too, is the comfort once found in their shared smiles and glances; glances that made an unbroken circuit between them.  In their place, the cruel hand of biology has left a stranger.  A stranger who wears her partner's smile and looks at her with her partner's eyes...but does not see her.  Not the way her Booth saw her. 

Now, when it may be too late, she finally admits to herself that yes, he had been her Booth.

"Would you ask the nurse if I could get some more pudding?" he asks, with a hopeful lilt in his voice.

A memory trickles over her:  a different container of pudding, a different hospital, a different reason for being in it.  A different Booth. 

Her lower lip twitches.  She bites down, teeth catching on the soft skin.  A moment passes.  One, and then another.  The room vibrates with her silence.  Booth watches her with confusion on his face.  It is another moment, still, before she trusts herself to speak.  "Of course," she replies with a nod, standing.  "I'll be right back," she says, trying not stumble as she forces her legs to carry her across the tile floor.  

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So glad to see you dipping back in.

Thank you, D. *snorgles you* So glad to see you, period. :)

Thank you. I really appreciate that.

Neat, very neat. That confusion in her - I hope it awakens those feelings, so long closed off. I hope it's not too late for her....

Good to see you 'round these here parts, M. *hugs*

Thank you very much.

I hope it's not too late for her....


Booth but not Booth is an excellent vehicle to allow Brennan to explore her feelings about Booth. She didn't know she had him and now she doesn't know who he is any more. What a nightmare scenario.

Welcome back!

Thank you!

You wait too long to seize happiness, one day it might stop waiting for you...

Glad this one worked for you.

Ack. Heart breaking - but perfect.

*smishes you* Many thanks, dearest. :)

Now, when it may be too late, she finally admits to herself that yes, he had been her Booth.
Gut wrenching, poignant, beautiful.

Great to see something from you again.

<3 Thank you so very much for your generous words, L.

It's great to be here. *hugs*

That made my heart hurt. In the loveliest of ways.

Thanks so much for writing this - it's so very well-expressed. The awkward moment with the pudding is just exquisite.

Phew. This is why I read fanfiction.

Thank you SO much. That is such an incredibly lovely thing to say; you've made my day. ♥

I'm glad to see more fic. It's always a pleasure to read (even when its heart-breaking).

Poor Brennan. Actually poor Booth too.

Thank you for the lovely comment! ♥

Yes, the situation sucks for both of them. :(

Absolutely heartbreaking.

Thank you, R. Thinking of you and your family.

Don't know where Hart is going with his, but I like this. Feels very possible.

Thank you very much. I'm glad this worked for you. And I bet a lot of us are interested to see where Hart intends to take us this coming season! ;)

This is, as usual, gorgeous. Her pain and loss are palpable and specific and heartbreaking.

Thank you ever so much! It means the world to me that you liked this.

Awww this is too tragic *blubs* You really captured the feeling of loss in Brennan.

So nice to see you writing hon.

♥ Thank you so very much for taking the time to comment on this. I'm really pleased that this worked for you.

So nice to see you writing hon.

*g* Thanks! It's good to BE writing, occasionally.

I rarely comment on anything, but I read Bones fic all the time. Beyond ecstatic to see something from you again. There are quite a few authors I like, but your fics are the only ones I'll drop just about anything for to read, no matter what I'm in the middle of.

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