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Fic: Four Secrets Brennan Will Never Tell Booth--and One She Did (2/4)
Temperance - lerdo
only_more_love
Rating:  PG
Spoilers:  Through Santa in the Slush.
A/N:  Thanks to alderaan_ for the prompt. :)

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Two

When the truth is I miss you. - Coldplay

When two weeks pass and Booth doesn't come by with a case that requires her expertise, Brennan discovers a feeling that her innate honesty compels her to label disappointment. Not because she doubts the value of her work when it doesn't involve chasing criminals. No, the restlessness that accompanies Booth's absence–from the lab and her cell phone log–has nothing to do with their work...and everything to do with the man.

In the midst of a life that has for so long been remarkable for its very lack of constancy, her partner has become a constant. Searching her mind, she cannot pinpoint the moment when that happened. But she misses him, she realizes with a physical jolt that sends the file in her lap tumbling to the floor, scattering papers this way and that.

As she slips from the couch and gets down on her hands and knees to retrieve the errant pages, she muses on what exactly she misses about him. It couldn't be the way his eyebrows draw together in a scowl when he is irritated with her. She shakes her head. No, not that. Nor the way his eyes dance as he takes the first bite of his burger. Not that, either. Could it be the way his mouth moved against hers, gently and with just a hint of eagerness, as they stood under mistletoe? Definitely not that, she decides, shoving her hair back as it falls in her face.

A shadow slides over Brennan, drawing her gaze upward. It travels over impeccably shined shoes, long legs encased in black pants wearing creases as sharp as one of her scalpels, the flash of a familiar belt buckle, arms folded over a broad torso, and up to a knowing grin that sends heat flooding her cheeks with a rapidity that stuns her. She wonders how long he has been standing there watching her. "You could make yourself useful and help me," she says, narrowing her eyes and shooting him her most severe look. That look has intimidated many a person and sent them scurrying off to do her bidding.

Unfortunately, it has never had much of an effect on her partner.

This time is no different, for though Booth's grin widens, he doesn't otherwise move. "Seems like you've got things under control," he replies with a lift of his eyebrows. The glint of mischief in his eyes wipes away all thoughts of unexpectedly pleasant kisses and calls forth visions of whacking him in the shin with the spine of her folder.

"You are insufferable."

"Sweet talk will get you everywhere, Bones," he replies.

Ignoring his outstretched hand, she sniffs and rises to her feet with as much dignity as she can muster. After brushing off her legs, she smacks him in the arm with the folder.

"Aww, Bones," he says, looping an arm around her shoulder, "you really missed me, didn't you?"

"Never," she replies, slanting him a sideways glance.

He laughs and squeezes her shoulder. She lets him.


No, of course she doesn't miss him :)

The glint of mischief in his eyes wipes away all thoughts of unexpectedly pleasant kisses and calls forth visions of whacking him in the shin with the spine of her folder

I think this is my favourite line - so very Brennan!

Thanks, Elena. They both know exactly which buttons to push. *g*


"You are insufferable."

"Sweet talk will get you everywhere, Bones," he replies.


Perfect dialogue. So why does she miss him? For all those reasons she claims she doesn't plus the fact that he doesn't bend for her. He odesn't try to change her and he won't change for her. As you show so nicely here.


*turns into a puddle goo after reading your comments*

I loved how Brennan tried to figure out how what Booth likes about her :)

Can't wait to see what else this little fic goes to :)

Thanks, Emily. Glad you're looking forward to more of this. :)

It travels over impeccably shined shoes, long legs encased in black pants wearing creases as sharp as one of her scalpels, the flash of a familiar belt buckle, arms folded over a broad torso, and up to a knowing grin that sends heat flooding her cheeks with a rapidity that stuns her.
*gasp* A perfect description, I can see him, sooo handsome.
I can understand her and her heat. Of course.
Ok, this man makes me crazy. I admit it XD

she smacks him in the arm with the folder.
Bwhahahahaha This is so Brennan!!!

Wonderful!!!

Besos

Ok, this man makes me crazy. I admit it XD

If it makes you feel better, you're not alone in feeling that way. ;)

*hugs* Thanks for commenting, Isabel.

Yay! More fic!

I love that (of course) she ignores his help and gets up by herself. It's so...Brennan.

*points at your icon* Yay for Buffy and Angel. :)

Brennan likes her independence. *g*

Thanks for feeding!

1. has nothing to do with their work...and everything to do with the man. Yes, this is very much in character.

2. Him being a constant and her awareness of that physically jolting her. Yes, this is very much in character.

3. Him as "the shadow" over her. Yes, in every way, this is very much in character. He is her shadow - he follows her, he looks over her, he is as attached to her as her shadow. I love that metaphor you've created here, and I love that image.

4. I can visualize this fic, in it entirety, and can hear the slap of the folder on his arm as well as his ensuing laugh.

[sigh.] I love your Bones fic, and I do so miss new episodes.

Adore it more than my foggy brain can express. I don't know how you do it so well, so often, but I'm really glad you do.

Hope you're feeling better now!

Thanks for reading and feeding. :)

That look has intimidated many a person and sent them scurrying off to do her bidding.
Unfortunately, it has never had much of an effect on her partner.

No, Booth wouldn't scurry; smile knowingly maybe, but not scurry. Another gem from your pen, er fingers I mean.

Thanks, Sara. Yeah, Booth isn't really a scurrier. *g*

She missed him and he knows it. It's just how these two work, they make my heart go pitter patter. I love your writing , these little stories are the highlight of my day.

Yeah, they like their little games. :)

I love your writing , these little stories are the highlight of my day.

Oh, thank you!

You´re a machine! hehehe

Every time I log on to my LJ there´s a new fic, and that´s great. Keep on doing it. :)


You´re a machine!

Ha! I wish. I just write frequently because it's more than a hobby for me. Writing, I believe, is a craft, which means I won't improve without practicing.

Thanks for commenting, Jessica.

ahahahahha naaaah...didn't miss him AT ALL ^__~

Really, truly loved this.

Have been a fascinated lurker (I feel as though we have maybe discussed this in the past *gulp*) and though I feel that all of your work is well above par and certainly quite excellent, this little gem caught my eye.

It is rare to find such a well-written and characterised Brennan these days (thank god you haven't been calling her Bones -- not that you would) and while she has been great in everything I have read by you thus far, I felt that I could really get inside her head when reading this.

Even the little details, like forcing her to realise "her innate honesty," really hit home for me and made her seem more alive. While she isn't a robot and definitely possesses feelings, it seems as though many writers these days either overdo it (and she's totally out of character) or she's wildly undercharacterised to the point of dullness: what I like to refer to as pilot!Brennan -- not that I feel the pilot was bad, but it was a pilot. There has been serious character growth and development since then.

...Now that I've talked your ear off, I will conclude by saying that even the description of Booth while Brennan is gathering her papers just seemed to make the story come alive for me without being overly wordy.

Marvelous.

Lurk or comment as you see fit; feedback is always appreciated, but I know there are lots of reasons why people don't leave it.

(thank god you haven't been calling her Bones...)

She's only Bones to Booth. End of story.

I appreciate your thoughtful comments; thank you. Characterization is a tricky beast--especially when it comes to Brennan. I think she's smart, complicated, and feels things deeply. I am completely with you on recognizing how her character has evolved since the pilot episode.

...Now that I've talked your ear off, I will conclude by saying that even the description of Booth while Brennan is gathering her papers just seemed to make the story come alive for me without being overly wordy.

Thanks very much!

Could it be the way his mouth moved against hers, gently and with just a hint of eagerness, as they stood under mistletoe? Definitely not that, she decides, shoving her hair back as it falls in her face.
DENIAL. She's the queen of it. She knows she missed it but she doesn't want to admit it to herself.

DENIAL. She's the queen of it.

*g* Totally.

Awww!! They're adorable!!

Yeah right, of course she didn't miss him... *snorts*
Wonderful as always hun! :)

They are kinda cute. *g*

Thanks, Zoe!