No need to be anybody but oneself. (only_more_love) wrote,
No need to be anybody but oneself.

Fic: Games Without Frontiers (Double Drabble #16)

Title: Games Without Frontiers (I owe the title to Peter Gabriel.)
Rating: K+
Story Notes:   This double drabble is a missing scene and alternate ending to The Woman in the Sand. It's set toward the end of the episode, after Booth's turn in the ring, and after his and Brennan's final confrontation with Joe Noland.
Author's Note: I tried something. Don't know whether it worked.  What do you think? 

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Though the shower washed away the blood, it did little for the burning in his face and every muscle in his body. There is only one bed; he sits on the edge. He hisses and closes his eyes when she presses the ice to his forehead.

When he opens them, she’s standing close enough for him to see that some of her lipstick has worn off, revealing the skin underneath. “Red’s your color, Roxie,” he says, allowing his eyes to trace the lines of her dress with a new boldness.

Her eyes glitter in the dim light. “Let’s see if it’s yours, Tony,” she replies, the accent as heavy as her eye makeup. She takes his hand, brings it to her hip. When she releases it, he curls his fingers into the silky fabric.

Their bags are packed, and there’s nothing left to do now but leave.

“Booth, I don’t think that–”

“Relax, Bones,” he says, cutting her off and ignoring the way her now-bare mouth twists in a frown at his interruption. He glances at the torn red dress she tossed in the trashcan right after they woke up that morning. “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.”



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

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