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Fic: Sweetness Follows (Double Drabble #28)
Temperance - lerdo
only_more_love
Title: Sweetness Follows (This title comes courtesy of REM.)
Pairing:  Booth/Brennan
Prompt Table:  Romance
Written for:  drabble123  
Prompt:  #12 (Believe)
Rating:  PG
Word Count:  200
Timeline: Future
Series:  All That Lies Between Us
Disclaimer:  Bones and its characters belong to FOX, not me.  This story is purely meant to entertain.  No copyright infringement is intended.
A/N:  Happy Friday to anyone who reads this. :) 

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God is merely a cultural construct; Brennan hasn't seen any evidence to the contrary.  Booth would disagree vehemently, but not even waking up with his warm chest pressed against her back has changed her mind about that. 

Oh, she doesn't begrudge him his beliefs--she isn't so blinded by science as he thinks--that she cannot perceive the solace they offer him.  Without question, his face settles into more peaceful lines after his nightly prayers. 

He prays for her; he told her over dinner last month. 

The crease between his eyebrows had hinted at his concern about her reaction to that news.

He shouldn't have worried.  After too many years of wondering if she mattered to anyone, really mattered, it was a relief--no, a privilege--to know she did. 

So when he told her, she just smiled and watched the crease smooth out. 

Humility isn't her strong suit.  Booth would laugh uproariously if she voiced that thought, but his eyes are warm with acceptance when he looks at her, so yes, she feels a bit humbled.

While she doesn't believe in God, she believes in this:  the man seated across from her, who has just handed her the last hot, flaky spring roll.


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I love REM. Automatic for the People, in particular, is an excellent album.

You didn't digress; I always check out what other people are listening to. It's a good way to find new tunes. :)

Honestly, I don't care if you think this rings true or not. Fanfic exists so I can write whatever the hell I want; it doesn't matter if Brennan and Booth seem out of character to everyone else. (Please note I am joking.)

Crab rangoon? Mm. Now I want some. *sigh*

Why were you up for 19 hrs? And I like your rambling, so ramble away. I will gladly accept any kind of comment from you, sweetie. *g* And I think you meant this: "OmG, tHT wUZ GR8 upDAtE soon PLZ!!!"

I can guarantee there wouldn't be a semicolon there. See, even when you TRY to write horribly, you fail. So, in essence, you win at life.



I saw them in concert with a friend when I was in high school; my mom drove us there and ended up scalping a ticket. I was mortified and made her sit a good distance away. :)

[still laughing too hard at this part to comment]

Okay, start driving - I'll meet you in the middle and we'll get Chinese food.

Those 19 hours involved giving E three baths (none of them for happy reasons), installing a baby gate into the MOST RIDICULOUS WALLS to ever hold up a house, four trips to Target/the hardware store/the asylum (oh, wait, that last one isn't 'til this weekend) ... more rambling, but it was a crazy day, the likes of which can go suck an egg.

Semicolon's a giveaway, huh? I'll try harder next time. :)

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