Title: Driven
Pairing: pre-Brennan/Tru/Sara
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Bones, Tru Calling and CSI are not mine.
Faces were like bones for Brennan. They were things to be looked at, admired, read.
Brennan could read faces almost as easily as bones. The tricky part came when she tried to connect what the faces told her to the larger picture.
For instance, the way the edges of Booth's smile curled told Brennan when he was laughing at her. Whatever cultural ignorance of hers that trigger this reaction, however, remained a mystery to Brennan.
But Booth's face wasn't the only one she could read. First, there was the new CSI transfer.
Brennan had first noticed Sara when the CSI had lingered behind at a crime scene, unable to tear her eyes from a small, badly-burned skeleton that later turned out to be a molested and murdered six-year-old girl.
On her face, Brennan read disappointment and anger, helplessness and hurt. It wasn't until later that it occurred to Brennan that the CSI had been angry at herself, not whoever hurt the girl.
Then there was the pretty morgue assistant who picked the corpses up from Brennan's lab after her team finished examining them.
From Tru's face, Brennan could tell that she carried an enormous weight--something she felt no one could really understand, not even the people who shared it.
It wasn't until later that it occurred to Brennan how alike all three of them were. They were all seeking the same thing, each in their own way: justice and the strength to find it.