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[argyle_princess]

Hannah slept till late afternoon today. Which is not that unusual for a teenager on a Saturday, though it's unusual for this teenager, who usually runs three miles before breakfast. But this is hardly a usual Saturday, and Hannah slept though both breakfast and lunch

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[paladinsuitsyou]

Booth, on the other hand, has barely slept at all, and went running very early. It was not one of his shorter runs.

It did calm him enough to take Parker to the park, to the carousel, to try to make that right. To talk to Brennan calmly, rationally, and mostly in complete sentences.

And now he's at her door, having realized that this morning, he barely asked how she was doing, how the squints were.

It seems like something he needs to know, now.

So he knocks, lightly, not wanting to startle Bones or Hannah.

[argyle_princess]

There's a delay, long enough for a girl to close a bottle of nail polish, and make her way carefully to the door (eight toes painted and wet, two on her left foot still bare), and look through the peep hole to see who's there, and then undo locks.

"Hey, Agent Booth."

[paladinsuitsyou]

"Hey, kiddo," he says, and though he sounds tired, there's also something lighter in his voice that hasn't been there lately.

Seeing Hannah is a cheering thing.

"Bones - I mean, Dr. Brennan - home?"

[argyle_princess]

"She went to pick up dinner, but you can come in if you want to wait for her," she says, stepping aside.

A smile.

"I promise not to tackle you or accuse you of being dead this time."