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Fic: What You Thought You Needed (#54 in All That Lies Between Us)
B/B Across the Table
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Title: What You Thought You Needed (Ficlet #54)
Series: All That Lies Between Us
Word Count: 300
Rating: PG
Summary:  Brennan has a question for Booth.
Characters: Booth, Brennan
Timeline: Set 7 years into Booth and Brennan's partnership.
Spoilers: Nothing explicit.
Feedback: is always appreciated. If criticizing, please be constructive.
Disclaimer: Bones and its characters belong to FOX, not me. This story is purely mean to entertain. No copyright infringement is intended.

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"Why have we never slept together?" The question sounds casual -- like she's asking how he spent his weekend. He knows her too well to be fooled.

A forkful of scrambled eggs is halfway to Booth's mouth. Upon hearing her question, he reverses direction, gently setting it down on his plate.

He's thought about it. So often that it's tough for him to remember a time when he didn't wonder what they'd be like together.

Carefully, he avoids meeting Brennan's eyes. Eyes that see too much sometimes and not enough at others. With hands that shake a little, he reaches for his coffee. The clink and clatter of the diner fills the space between them. Hands wrapped securely around the warm cup, Booth lets his gaze flicker to Brennan's face, taking in the tension curling around her mouth and sketching lines between her eyebrows.

He's watched the men stroll in and out of her life; none have stayed more than six months. Doctors, a musician, an architect... He's vetted them all, growled when necessary, and warned her to be careful -- like the older brother he'll never be to her -- no matter how she lies to herself and to him. But watching her back has become more than a habit and more like a compulsion over the years. Laughter builds in his chest as he wonders what Gordon Gordon would have said about that. He forces it back.

He's had girlfriends. They've been pretty, funny, kind. If he found one he liked as much as he likes her, he'd be set.

"Because it would have been about more than biology," he says, resting his hand on the table.

Brennan's mouth opens and closes, but then she nods, eyes soft, and slides her hand forward until their fingertips almost touch.


Author Note:  I can't explain it, but I loved writing this.  It surprised me and made me smile.  Part of me wants to make a longer story out of this, but in the interests of discipline, I'm telling myself I have too much else to finish already.  All that said, if you hate this, it's ok to tell me so.  Happy Friday, and thank you for reading.  :) Oh, and an Unwell update should be up on Tuesday; I've some tweaking to do. 

ETA a question:  Can anyone tell me what a Catholic church smells like?  I know that sounds weird, but I'm totally serious.



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Reviewed over at ff.net.. but still thinking about this and smiling a happy smile (what a dope) :)

Apologies for the delayed but still sincere reply to your comment. If this made you smile, I'm happy. *hugs*

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