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only_more_loveTitle: Some Days You Wake Up In the Army
Character: Booth
Rating: PG
Timeline/Spoilers: Set at some undetermined point in the show. I'd say this is spoilery through 1x21: The Soldier on the Grave.
Word Count: 100
A/N: If you're looking for happy, I'd suggest you skip this one.
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witchofthedogs left me this prompt several months ago: "In sunshine and in rain, I will stand on the hill and rejoice." Summary: For Booth, some days are better than others.
Disclaimer: Bones and its characters belong to FOX, not me. This story is purely meant to entertain. No copyright infringement is intended.
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Some Days You Wake Up In the Army
Sometimes Booth still wakes spitting sand, a hollow ache in his stomach and a phantom stiffness in his limbs.
Sometimes Parker’s nightmare-induced cries merge with those of another boy, one who spent his seventh birthday covered in his dying father’s blood.
Sometimes the old cadences echo in his ears, and he asks himself where, exactly, Rangers lead the way to.
Sometimes he has to spend ten minutes staring at his reflection in the bathroom mirror before he can force his frozen lips into a smile that has a chance of fooling the world.
Sometimes he wonders if he’s fooling anyone.
A/N: Thanks for reading.
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Date: 2008-10-15 03:52 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-10-15 05:54 am (UTC)This makes me think about something I read DB say in a recent interview, about how he'd like to see how Booth copes with getting up in the morning and facing the world, with this front he puts on.
*loves you*
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Date: 2008-10-15 09:20 am (UTC)Wonderful job :D
Besos
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Date: 2008-10-15 02:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-15 04:17 pm (UTC)I love the mix of reality and memory; the way you show how his dreams bleed into his waking hours.
And all in so few words. The power you pack into a drabble never ceases to amaze.
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Date: 2008-10-15 04:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-15 05:40 pm (UTC)Oh, love it. Really gorgeous.
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Date: 2008-10-15 07:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-16 02:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-16 02:21 pm (UTC)-"Sometimes the old cadences echo in his ears..."
When I went to AF boot camp, we used to sing jodies when marching and the last day we all woke up and they were engrained into our heads...we were singing them on the way to chow even when training was over and we were "regular civilians" again.
This was great.
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Date: 2008-10-16 03:25 pm (UTC)Sometimes the old cadences echo in his ears, and he asks himself where, exactly, Rangers lead the way to. This one is my favourite -- Booth doesn't always know where he's going but he knows he's got to go somewhere.
Thank you for this.
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Date: 2008-10-17 04:34 pm (UTC)I hope we get to *this* Booth season four.
You painted a great picture with so few words. Great work!
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Date: 2008-10-17 04:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-17 05:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-17 09:06 pm (UTC)*Tries*
*Still can't speak*
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Date: 2008-10-18 07:26 pm (UTC)PS. Do you own the copyright to the A/N of this or can I cut and paste those words at the top of everything I post ;)