Bones Fic: Ten Nights

Jul 03, 2011 11:06

Title: Ten Nights

Disclaimer: Not mine. Bones belongs to FOX, Hanson and Reichs

Pairing: Booth/Brennan

Rating: T

Spoilers: S6 finale

AN: I signed up for LOVE MONTH at bones_ga  (You all need to go sign up here and August will be all kinds of wonderful!) and decided to be organized and well prepared if things get busy in August and started thinking and drafting a fic.
But drafting became writing as it turned out to be one of those fics that basically writes themselves. Decided to post now instead. Brace yourselves for an inventory list of the junk things in Booth's place or similar instead in August ;)


The tenth night after the night she sleeps with Booth for the first time he lends her his sweatshirt again and holds her for the longest time.

This is the night Max (she is still getting used to calling someone “dad” again) tells her he has to leave D.C. for a while as some “very persistent people are making my life difficult”. Her mind is busy telling her heart there's a difference between abandoning your children and leaving town for a while when Booth answers her knock on his frontdoor.

“What did he do?“

“Why do you assume he did something?”

“You meet Max for dinner and come back looking heart broken. Crushed, heart crushed. Doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure that one out.”

The ninth night after the night she sleeps with Booth for the first time she pours what is left in the bottle of her best scotch (his is gone, she drank it a long time ago) into a glass and puts it in front of him where he sits slumped on her couch. This is the day they packed up Vincent's things.

The eighth night after the night she sleeps with Booth for the first time she helps him pull his bed away from the wall. “I swear Bones, they're smirking at me! My neighbors are smirking at me in the hallway. Even Mrs Ross. And her daughter.”

The seventh night after the night she sleeps with Booth for the first time he brings a change of clothes to her place. This is also the night Brennan is taken aback by the sensation of something swelling in her chest to Booth's reaction when he opens her fridge. She tries to temper her smile in reaction to his over the six pack of the watery beer he prefers to imported kinds and the container of whole milk next to it.

The sixth night after the night she sleeps with Booth for the first time she is convinced Jared has it, them, figured out in seconds when he drops by unannounced. You don't walk around barefoot in your partner's home. But then you don't lose all you clothes on your partner's bedroom floor and scramble to put them back on again an hour later when there's someone at the door.

The fifth night after the night she sleeps with Booth for the first time he grumbles about having to get up an hour earlier than usual to have time to stop by his own place to change clothes on the way to work.

The fourth night after the night she sleeps with Booth for the first time he sleeps in her bed. For the first time.

The third night after the night she sleeps with Booth for the first time she sleeps with Booth again. Because let's face it, if you put two people who have loved each other forever (Booth's definition, hers is more precise; over half a decade) in the same bed, things are bound to happen.

The second night after the night she sleeps with Booth for the first time she has one drink too many with Angela at The Founding Fathers. Her friend comes into her office after six and explains that as she is as big as a blimp and her ankles are swollen, it's her right to live precariously through her friends and it's Brennan's duty to spill about the details. Angela doesn't do the too many drinks part, as she is carrying a child. So is Brennan, but she doesn't know this yet, so she has three drinks and freaks out over it a few weeks later in her doctor's office. Brennan thinks her doctor should be more reassuring and not just say this is a regular occurrence, because for her, it is a first.

The night she sleeps with Booth for the first time his breath is warm against her neck as he comes only moments after her. This is the night they make their child, but that possibility is not on their minds. Their minds are busy with so many other things. Some may say it's ironic that they spend years dancing around each other and then skip everything and go straight to the family making stage. But the thing is, they, they were forever/over half a decade in the making.

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