BP and MissMargaret Present: A Mini-fic-athon of the 100th (18/27)
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Part 17.
Title: I Know (And You Know Too) That A Love Like Ours, Is Terrible News.
Author: billpickle
He's not quite sure what makes him go over there, he just knows that he does (and that he wanted to, very very much.)
So he fiddles with his tie; shoves his hands inside his pockets and leans against her door jamb until she notices.
And the noticing?
Well it takes a little while on her part, but that's okay.
Because of all the things-- of all the ways, something so simple like that could possibly effect him...
It makes him smile.
Reminds him what it's like to be BonesandBooth again.
Reminds him how, loving her, is something he was meant to never stop doing.
Her eyes flutter up then; and a little smile of her follows. They're accompanied with that shortly-lived spark (because that's how all the sparks between them are now; short and fleeting but definitely and without a doubt, still there.)
He grins, walking to her desk with a folder of already completed paperwork in his hands.
They are them again but, at the same time, they aren't.
Because that unnamed, unidentified thing? That used to linger in the air between them?
It's changed. Transformed.
In a good way, in a bad way?
He doesn't really know just yet, but he has every intention of finding out.
Meanwhile, if you're looking for Brennan, she'll be here. :)
Part 17.
Title: I Know (And You Know Too) That A Love Like Ours, Is Terrible News.
Author: billpickle
He's not quite sure what makes him go over there, he just knows that he does (and that he wanted to, very very much.)
So he fiddles with his tie; shoves his hands inside his pockets and leans against her door jamb until she notices.
And the noticing?
Well it takes a little while on her part, but that's okay.
Because of all the things-- of all the ways, something so simple like that could possibly effect him...
It makes him smile.
Reminds him what it's like to be BonesandBooth again.
Reminds him how, loving her, is something he was meant to never stop doing.
Her eyes flutter up then; and a little smile of her follows. They're accompanied with that shortly-lived spark (because that's how all the sparks between them are now; short and fleeting but definitely and without a doubt, still there.)
He grins, walking to her desk with a folder of already completed paperwork in his hands.
They are them again but, at the same time, they aren't.
Because that unnamed, unidentified thing? That used to linger in the air between them?
It's changed. Transformed.
In a good way, in a bad way?
He doesn't really know just yet, but he has every intention of finding out.
Meanwhile, if you're looking for Brennan, she'll be here. :)