Fic: ‘He’ll meet her at the car.’
Title: He’ll meet her at the car.
Fandom: Bones.
Rating: (G)
Time Period: Prior to season 1.
Summary: Booth is very tempted to drive off.
Author's Note: This is quick ‘n’ dirty (for definition see the F. A. Q. or check this post for the definition).
I have always wondered how Booth and Temperance met. I have various ideas of how it could have happened and this is just one of them. I should write the others down before I forget!
Disclaimer
All characters contained herein are the intellectual property of Hart Hanson; I am not affiliated with nor endorsed by them.
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“Doctor Brennan, this is agent-”
“Special agent,” Booth corrected; this wasn’t the first time that part was forgotten and it wouldn’t be last.
“--special agent Seeley Booth. You’re going into the field with him.”
“Why?” She was, Booth drily noted, direct.
“The FBI have made a request, Doctor Brennan, and I am your superior under the auspices of the Jeffersonian. You’re going to examine a body for the FBI and tell them what their coroner cannot.”
“Fine.” Brennan spared a glance for Booth. “Coming?”
Booth looked to Doctor Goodman behind his desk; Goodman faintly shrugged and motioned toward the forensic anthropologist by the office door. “I’m coming,” he muttered and strode to the door; the moment he came close to her, she was already several strides down the hall on the way to her office. “The car’s this way.”
“I need my bag. Meet you there.”
“At the morgue?”
“The car,” she explained with a roll of her eyes. Booth shrugged, sighed resignedly and felt in his pocket for his keys as he walked to the car park. He’d meet her there. Part of him was tempted to drive off but, no, he’d meet her there. Maybe if he ...
“No,” he told himself firmly. “Meet. Her. At. The. Car.”
Fandom: Bones.
Rating: (G)
Time Period: Prior to season 1.
Summary: Booth is very tempted to drive off.
Author's Note: This is quick ‘n’ dirty (for definition see the F. A. Q. or check this post for the definition).
I have always wondered how Booth and Temperance met. I have various ideas of how it could have happened and this is just one of them. I should write the others down before I forget!
Disclaimer
All characters contained herein are the intellectual property of Hart Hanson; I am not affiliated with nor endorsed by them.
_______________________
“Doctor Brennan, this is agent-”
“Special agent,” Booth corrected; this wasn’t the first time that part was forgotten and it wouldn’t be last.
“--special agent Seeley Booth. You’re going into the field with him.”
“Why?” She was, Booth drily noted, direct.
“The FBI have made a request, Doctor Brennan, and I am your superior under the auspices of the Jeffersonian. You’re going to examine a body for the FBI and tell them what their coroner cannot.”
“Fine.” Brennan spared a glance for Booth. “Coming?”
Booth looked to Doctor Goodman behind his desk; Goodman faintly shrugged and motioned toward the forensic anthropologist by the office door. “I’m coming,” he muttered and strode to the door; the moment he came close to her, she was already several strides down the hall on the way to her office. “The car’s this way.”
“I need my bag. Meet you there.”
“At the morgue?”
“The car,” she explained with a roll of her eyes. Booth shrugged, sighed resignedly and felt in his pocket for his keys as he walked to the car park. He’d meet her there. Part of him was tempted to drive off but, no, he’d meet her there. Maybe if he ...
“No,” he told himself firmly. “Meet. Her. At. The. Car.”