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Bones Drabble: Broken Remnants

Title: Broken Remnants (1/1)
Temperance Brennan,
Seeley Booth
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Through 6x22: The Hole in the Heart.
Just 100 words set post-the-scene-we-didn't-see-on-screen.
Disclaimer: Bones and its characters belong to FOX, not me. This story is purely meant to entertain. No copyright infringement is intended.
Been scarce, busy, and sometimes sick; haven't written anything in months; yadda yadda yadda. :) If you read this, I hope you're well.


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Brennan cries, after.

(This isn’t the first time he’s shouldered her tears; it won’t be the last.)

He’s coming down, the intensity of orgasm replaced by a cacophony of sound and thought -- his staccato heartbeat; his partner’s sobs cresting and breaking against him; the weight of all they’ve lost.

Death has come too soon again, and for the wrong man. Eyes open in the dark, Booth sees red. Man? Vincent was no less a boy than Teddy had been.


“I’ to visit Zack this weekend,” she whispers, later.

“Sure, Bones.”  He smooths her hair. “I’ll come with you.”

Partners. Always.
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