Title: Lie to Me
Rating: K or PG
Spoilers: Through The End in the Beginning, with an oblique reference to something in 5x01: Harbingers in the Fountain.
Timeline: Set sometime after 5x01: Harbingers in the Fountain
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.
Summary: Brennan likes to believe they are about unvarnished, skeletal honesty.
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Lie to Me
Brennan likes to believe they are about unvarnished, skeletal honesty.
This is a lie.
She likes to believe they discuss everything, from the virtue of cooked fruit (it has none) to sex (they haven't had it, at least not with each other, and not because she hasn't imagined it).
They do not.
He wakes from his coma with her story -- the one she deleted -- stumbling from his dear, dry lips as if it is his life and hers. Their life.
It is not.
She does not sit on Booth's lap with her arms laced around his neck as if they belong there. She is not carrying Booth's child, their genetic legacy and the thing she was so certain she would never, ever want.
He does not call her "baby," and she does not allow him that unthinkable liberty.
Except that sometimes he does, and sometimes she does. (She tells herself there is no significance to this; what makes her breath stutter is that she wants there to be.)
Bones do not deny, equivocate, lie. (They cannot. Their composition and appearance speak clearly and honestly to any who would listen with care.)
But people do. Oh, yes, people do.