Spoilers: For The Pain in the Heart.
Timeline: Set during the first scene of The Pain in the Heart.
Character: Temperance Brennan
Word Count: 200
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No Mercy, No God
They stare, eyes heavy with pity and expectation. “It’s Agent Booth’s funeral, Dr. Brennan. Losing a loved one is—”
“A partner, Sweets. I lost a partner.” She won’t use his title and address him with respect; not when he presumes to tell her what she has lost.
As if she hasn’t spent the last two weeks washing crimson from her hands.
As if she isn’t wearing perfume to suffocate the scent of copper that shadows her.
As if she doesn’t know she has lost the man who is (was) everything she hadn’t known she wanted.
He died for her. She never asked it of him. But that was Booth, forever giving her what she didn’t ask for. Except forever ended – as she’d always known it would.
Funerals were for the living. He would have wanted her to go, she thinks, remembering standing over her mother’s grave at his insistence.
What he would have wanted is immaterial because his heart no longer beats.
She doesn’t want to see him, his body pumped full of chemicals that gave the nightmarish illusion of life. Not when he still stands in her office doorway every time she turns her head.
She won't go.