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Bones Drabble: Hemorrhage In My Hands
Uriah  - lerdo
Written for 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.
Feedback is treasured. Thank you.
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.

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Done beautifully. I am in absolute awe. These are one hundred words not wasted, one hundred words put to absolute use.

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.

Metaphors are fun. ;)

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. ♥

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