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Prismatic (Batch #7)
Summary: Fifty sentences about Booth and Brennan--together and as individuals.
Spoilers: None
Rating: PG-13 or T
Disclaimer: Bones and its characters belong to FOX, not me. This piece of writing is purely mean to entertain. No copyright infringement is intended.
Acknowledgments: Thank you to those kind folks who've commented; you rock my world. One day I'll get 100% current on replies. *g* 'Til then, ::hugs::.
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36. Heaven
One morning Booth catches Brennan sneaking looks at him from behind her oatmeal, and when he can’t stand it anymore he lowers the paper and barks, “What?” and then she frowns at his tone and says, “I love you” for the first time, leaving him speechless.
37. Sickness
Over the years of their partnership, Booth has borne being shot, tortured, and blown up with mute stoicism, but at the first sign of the flu he takes to bed and whines about his aching body until Brennan has to hide a smile behind her hand.
38. Home
The cold makes him ache sometimes; Booth does his best to ignore the pain, but at home, after dinner, Brennan silently pulls his feet into her lap and gently kneads them with her warm fingers until he sighs and closes his eyes.
39. Hair
He loves it when it’s damp and wavy, when it’s restrained in a ponytail, and even when she frowns and tells him it’s getting too long and needs at least a trim, but as Booth helps Brennan shave her head because she can no longer stand the clumps in her hairbrush, he meets her shimmering eyes in the mirror and says, “I love you – with or without hair.”
40. Blessing
Every summer they rent a small cabin in the Catskill Mountains: she spends five days there alone, and then he joins her for another week; the first summer after her death, Booth almost decides to skip the annual trip, but then he goes, and as the wind whispers through hemlock and maple, he closes his eyes and thinks he hears Brennan’s laughter.
A/N: Happy Friday, everyone! :) Hope you have a fabulous weekend. And if anyone is wondering about What Would Happen, I should have the next chapter up sometime between this wkend and Tuesday.
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OK composed now. I don't know how one sentence could hold so much emotion but it did. I think it was the hemlock and maple that undid me. Clever
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It's not what I intended, but as I typed, it's what wanted to be written. How that for cryptic? *g*
I don't know how one sentence could hold so much emotion but it did.
You said the magic words. Thank you so much!
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As always, beautiful scenery from you.
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Thankfully 37 made me smile (not the dreaded Man Flu!).
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Thank you, Elena. Whether it's from the alcohol, my words, or some combination of the two, I'm happy you felt something while reading 39 and 40. :)
Thankfully 37 made me smile (not the dreaded Man Flu!).
Men can be such babies when they're even remotely under the weather. Do you remember when Booth had that toothache, and Brennan stuck her hand in his mouth? He was practically on the floor. *g*
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Happy weekend to you too. Here it's raining cats and dogs and it doesn't seem that it'll stop. I hope the forecast is wrong and tomorrow or Sunday the sun surprises all of us. :)
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What a lovely thing to say! Thank you. :)
We've been getting a lot of rain here, too. So far today it's dry -- for the first time in days. *knocks on wood*
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sexierhappier note, who is the guy next to DB in your header?no subject
No worries. :)
On a sexier happier note, who is the guy next to DB in your header?
;) That is Jamie Bamber. He plays Lee Adama on Battlestar Galactica.
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LOL Just kidding. This was so heartbreaking, dear. *gets tears*
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Thanks for reading and commenting. :)
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Thanks very much for commenting on this; I'm so pleased you enjoyed it. ♥
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love it.
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That, my friend, is talent.