last_archangel for this drabble meme. Click the link if you'd like to leave a prompt.Title: Hemorrhage In My Hands
Fandom: Bones
Characters: Hodgins, Angela
Word Count: 100
Spoilers: Oblique references to The Pain in the Heart.
Timeline: Set after The Pain in the Heart.
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Prompt: None. last_archangel just requested Hodgins/Angela.
Notes: Keeping this to 100 words was tough.
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Hemorrhage In My Hands
Jack slides from beneath Angela’s arm, escaping his dark bedroom.
In the kitchen he considers taking two beers up to Zack’s apartment. Remembering, he pulls onions from the pantry instead.
Papery skin gives way; Jack makes the first cut.
As the Syn-propanethial-S-oxide hits his eyes, tears well.
“What’re you doing?”
Her sleep-slurred voice snares his attention, but the blade keeps moving. “Making onion quiche.” He barely falters when the knife kisses flesh.
“It’s 3:00 in the morning.” Warm fingers clasp his wrist. “Jack, stop. You’re bleeding.”
Jack stares at their hands. “I never taught him to drive.”
Angela's fingers tighten.
Excellent writing, sad as it is.
And yes, it is sad. A lot of what I've written lately has been like that. Someone on FF.net commented that it's like Zack died, and we're all mourning him. I think she may be right. It's almost like I'm stuck at The Pain in the Heart and can't get unstuck enough to write something a bit lighter. It's not as if I'm personally unhappy or going through a rough time.
Edited at 2008-06-07 03:01 pm (UTC)
You know that I'm such a huge fan of drabbles. They take great skill and patience -- and oh, what you do with 100 words.
He barely falters when the knife kisses flesh. Lovely imagery!
I can't wait to see the rest of the requests!
*blinks innocently at you* Don't you think you should snag this meme?
Anyways, lovely drabble darling. Can't wait to read some of the other prompts.
Not at all! Your comments were totally relevant. I join you in being curious about how the writers will deal with the hole that Zack's absence will leave in Hodgins' life.
Thank you very much for reading and commenting; I appreciate hearing what you thought.
Thank you.
Jack is this gazillionaire, who could've called the cook to whip something up, but who has to do this HIMSELF; has to feel the tears from the onion, because it's the tears he wants, not the onion quiche.
So Jack... I think the fallout will make for a very interesting season 4, no?
I love how deeply you read. Thank you.
So Jack... I think the fallout will make for a very interesting season 4, no?
*crosses fingers* I certainly hope so!
So beautifully done :)
Thank you, sweetie.
I never taught him to drive
Awwwww. So sad :(
I think Hodgins (and Angela) have to be struggling with the Apprentice reveal. :( Let's see how the show deals with that next season...
Being the metaphor freak that I am, I was struck by the use of onions in this fic. Onions make you cry; he chooses them so his tears are "chemically induced" and little more. And the notion of layer after layer without a real core-- pointlessness/hopelessness -- powerfully brilliant.
Or maybe I'm reading too much into it.
Or maybe I'm reading too much into it.
But that's one of the best parts of reading fiction. I'm glad that you read this so deeply -- and that you enjoyed it.
Thank you for taking the time to share your thoughts with me. ♥
“I never taught him to drive.”
so heartbreaking, and I didn't think my heart could break anymore!
Thanks
I know Hodgins will be the one to tear himself to pieces over Zach and I truly hope we get to see some of that.
Yes.