Bones Drabble: Some Days You Wake Up In the Army (#86 in ATLBU)

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Title: 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.

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.
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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.

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Comments

[tempertemper77.livejournal.com]

Oh this is haunting - you know I love this side to Booth, that we rarely get to see anymore. I adore the imagery at the start with the sand.

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*