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Fic: Better Than Counting Sheep (Double Drabble #15)

Title: Better Than Counting Sheep
Series: All That Lies Between Us
Rating:  PG
Prompt: Sleep
Story Notes: This double drabble is set in the third season.
Author's Note: Comments are cherished. As always, thanks for reading.

I've been asked about updates on longer stories.  If you've read some of my previous notes, you know that I've been handling some complicated family issues.  Those issues remain in flux.  But if the stars align properly, I should have a belated update for Christmas Magic sometime tomorrow.  :P *crosses fingers*

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When neither warm milk nor an ambient noise cd have had the desired effect, Temperance reaches for the phone.

“Booth,” he answers immediately.

She realizes it's been two weeks since they worked a case. “Do you want to have lunch tomorrow?” she asks without any preamble.

“Oh, hey, Bones. You missed me, huh?” She can hear the smile in his voice.

“Not at all,” she insists, fighting an answering smile. “So, are you free for lunch?”

Booth tosses a coin and struggles to keep his tone nonchalant. “Sure. I’ll swing by around 12:30.” Inside, he does a little dance. Which tie should he wear?

“Good. What are you doing?”

“Watching SportsCenter. What about you?”

“I've been trying unsuccessfully to fall asleep.”

If she's trying to fall asleep, she's probably in bed. Huh. Is she wearing pajamas? Maybe she sleeps naked, like him. He squelches that thought; it won't help him sleep. “So you called me, thinking I'd bore you to sleep? I'm insulted.” He waits for her sharp response, but the line remains quiet. “Bones...? Bones?”

She must be asleep. Ignoring the small voice telling him he's a fool, Booth listens to Brennan's breathing until his eyelids start to droop.

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

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