S01E01 - The Pilot in the Series (07/07)
Fandom: Bones
Pairing: Seeley Booth/Zack Addy
Rating:T
Spoilers:Pilot
Series:First story of Bones Revisited - Season 01
Summary:My version of the pilot; what if Brennan wasn't the one Booth was interested in? What if Zack loved him back? The first of a series. Pre-slash, mostly. Slash at the epilogue.
Author Notes: I change the character highlighted on each scene. Words in italic are their thoughts. Works underlined are other characters thoughts. More notes at the end.
Epilogue
In which every character presents their final thoughts for this case
Temperance
She was sitting on the couch in her apartment, typing the introduction for her new novel ('Break no Bones') when she decided it was time for a pause. She opened a bottle of scotch (a gift from her publisher) and poured it into a glass. Took a sip and let her mind wander.
Russ. Haven't thought about you in a while. I have to see how you are doing.
This case brought back many memories.
A small gulp.
According to Booth, I don't possess good interpersonal skills.
What if that's true?
Temperance Brennan was staring at the bottom of an abyss when she heard knocks on her door. She got up and opened the door, to find Angela, Hodgins and a bottle of merlot.
"Want some company?"
"Come in, guys." - She smiled.
It is not true.
Not by a long shot.
Angela
"So, Ange, we just caught the bad guy."
Thank God! I think this case was awful!
"What is it Hodgins?"
"I, uhm…"
"Spit it out."
"I have this bottle of merlot…"
This is gonna be good.
"But no one to drink with…"
"I will sacrifice myself for you."- She reached for his arm. Looking him in the eyes, she continued:
"But I really have to check if Brennan is ok. Rain check?"
He looked down so Ange quickly made an offer: "Well, that bottle seems sad. Why don't we take it to see her friends, the wine glasses, at Brennan's?"
Hodgins looked like a kid on Christmas day.
Huh. Maybe Booth was onto something with his mocking.
That reminds me, get him and Zack together.
Jack
There she is, still on her office. - Jack Hodgins thought as he closed up for the night. He opened the last drawer of his desk and pulled a bottle of red wine from underneath the files.
I've made up my mind. I'm going to ask her out.
"So, Ange, we just caught the bad guy."
"What is it Hodgins?"
"I, uhm…"
Kind of want to go out with you? I guess?
"Spit it out."
"I have this bottle of merlot…"
"But no one to drink with…"
"I will sacrifice myself for you. But I really have to check if Brennan is ok. Rain check?"
Oh.
"Well, that bottle seems sad. Why don't we take it to see her friends, the wine glasses, at Brennan's?"
It not the ideal 'date', but I'll take it.
Seeley
He drove to his house with his brain on auto-pilot. All he could think about was Zack. The man he'd loved for so long was finally with him.
The FBI agent threw his keys over the kitchen table before crashing on the couch. It took exactly 13 minutes and 43 seconds for the doorbell to
ring. It took Booth 3 seconds to open the door.
"Hey, Zack."
"Hello, Seeley."
They kiss. It's too much and yet, too little; it's everything and not enough; it's chaste and sinful; it left them both breathless and wanting more.
"Seeley." - He pushed Booth back a little. - "Before we continue this, I wanted us to get to know each other a little more, if that's okay."
"Okay. What do you want to know?"
"About why you joined the FBI."
Bold.
"I killed a lot of people when I was a sniper. I want to catch at least as many murderers before I'm gone."
That's one cat out of the bag.
"Is there something you would like to know about me?"
"Actually, yes. How come you know all these things about psychology?"
"My older brother, Samuel. He's a forensic psychiatrist/psychologist; he thought me a lot of things about patterns and such."
"I thought all you squints hated psychology."
Zack laughed.
That sound's wonderful, gotta make him laugh more…
"I'm pretty sure it's a requirement for working with Dr. Brennan, but I can't hate psychology. It's tied with how I feel about Sam. He's my favorite brother." - He gave a shy smile. - "He was the one who protected me from the bullies. Whenever he could."
Seeley Booth was consumed by anger for people he didn't even know.
NO ONE will hurt Zack ever again.
"Seeley? Are you okay?"
"Yeah, Zack. It's just-"
"You can say it."
"I hate the fact that you got hurt!"
"At least now I got you to protect me, right?" - Zack gave his lover a grin before pulling Booth in for another kiss. This kiss was sinful, enticing and not the smallest bit chaste.
Whoa.
"Got the message. No more talking."
"Only if it's dirty." - He whispered in Booth's ear, which caused the FBI agent to shudder in anticipation.
There it is again. That husky voice.
"Seeley."
Zack
Zack was sad that he had to leave the lab without Booth (as to not arouse suspicion), but he made it to his agent's house in record time.
"Hey, Zack."
"Hello, Seeley."
They kiss.
That kiss was so perfect.
"Seeley." - He inhaled to gather the courage he needed - "Before we continue this, I wanted us to get to know each other a little more, if that's
okay."
"Okay. What do you want to know?"
Everything. I'm here for the good and the bad.
"About why you joined the FBI."
"I killed a lot of people when I was a sniper. I want to catch at least as many murderers before I'm gone."
Oh. Time to use Angela's advice.
"Is there something you would like to know about me?"
"Actually, yes. How come you know all these things about psychology?"
"My older brother, Samuel. He's a forensic psychiatrist/psychologist; he thought me a lot of things about patterns and such."
I really miss him. I remember the time he gave me a file and asked me who I thought was the killer. I was right.
"I thought all you squints hated psychology."
Zack laughed.
"I'm pretty sure it's a requirement for working with Dr. Brennan, but I can't hate psychology. It's tied with how I feel about Sam. He's my favorite brother." - He gave a shy smile. - "He was the one who protected me from the bullies. Whenever he could."
When he couldn't, I …
I managed...
Booth 's face turned red.
"Seeley? Are you okay?"
"Yeah, Zack. It's just-"
"You can say it."
"I hate the fact that you got hurt!"
Oh.
"At least now I got you to protect me, right?" - Zack gave his lover a grin before pulling Booth in for another kiss.
"I got the message. No more talking."
"Only if it's dirty, Seeley."
I've waited for this for so long. This must be what it feels like to be loved back.
I love you Seeley Booth!
I love you Zack Addy!
The End (Really) (For now.)
Author Notes:
Wow. This is the end of my first story. Thank you for reading it.
Also sorry about the lack of Hodgins/Angela, the original writers didn't give me much idea about how to get them together, for now he'll just admire from afar.
Thank you all once again, and stay tuned for the next one. Bye!
"Of all those arts in which the wise excel, Nature's chief masterpiece is writing well."
Andre Breton