Double Drabble #57: Bridging the Divide
Title: Bridging the Divide
Characters: Booth, Roberto Ortez
Word Count: 200
Rating: T or PG-13
Spoilers: Through 1x13: The Woman in the Garden.
Timeline: This is set toward the end of 1x13: The Woman in the Garden.
Comments: are always appreciated. Smiles or frowns work, too. Just be constructive, and we'll get along great.
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Mara Muerte has put a hit out on your lady scientist.
Booth’s given up on perfect answers. She’ll be pissed he’s late; she’ll be alive, too.
He waits, ignoring the unease crawling beneath his skin. He can be patient.
A flash of gray and blue in the side mirror. Ortez. Big, easy steps -- like life is good and no one can touch him. Booth almost smiles, then unfolds himself from the car.
He slams him back against dirty red brick. The little shit is talking: guys like him never know when to shut up.
Booth answers. First with words and then his fist. Next with his gun squeezed into the fleshy hollow just below Ortez’s chin.
Baring his teeth, Booth barks out a few more words. What he says doesn’t matter; the gun he shoves into the man’s mouth does the talking for him. It’s a language that bridges all divides.
Turning away, he takes a couple steps before whipping back around and aiming right between Ortez’s eyes. The tang of fear hovers between them, and he isn’t sure if it’s his or Ortez’s.
What scares him is how badly he wants to pull the trigger.
She’s my partner, ese.
Author's Note: Only six days till we get a new episode of Bones. :)
Thanks for reading. The next chapter of What Would Happen If We Kissed? will go up next Tuesday.
Characters: Booth, Roberto Ortez
Word Count: 200
Rating: T or PG-13
Spoilers: Through 1x13: The Woman in the Garden.
Timeline: This is set toward the end of 1x13: The Woman in the Garden.
Comments: are always appreciated. Smiles or frowns work, too. Just be constructive, and we'll get along great.
Click here for fic index.
Click here to read the other ficlets in this series.
Mara Muerte has put a hit out on your lady scientist.
Booth’s given up on perfect answers. She’ll be pissed he’s late; she’ll be alive, too.
He waits, ignoring the unease crawling beneath his skin. He can be patient.
A flash of gray and blue in the side mirror. Ortez. Big, easy steps -- like life is good and no one can touch him. Booth almost smiles, then unfolds himself from the car.
He slams him back against dirty red brick. The little shit is talking: guys like him never know when to shut up.
Booth answers. First with words and then his fist. Next with his gun squeezed into the fleshy hollow just below Ortez’s chin.
Baring his teeth, Booth barks out a few more words. What he says doesn’t matter; the gun he shoves into the man’s mouth does the talking for him. It’s a language that bridges all divides.
Turning away, he takes a couple steps before whipping back around and aiming right between Ortez’s eyes. The tang of fear hovers between them, and he isn’t sure if it’s his or Ortez’s.
What scares him is how badly he wants to pull the trigger.
She’s my partner, ese.
Author's Note: Only six days till we get a new episode of Bones. :)
Thanks for reading. The next chapter of What Would Happen If We Kissed? will go up next Tuesday.