FIC: Hidden Meanings [Bones]
Feb. 6th, 2006 06:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aricadavidsonTitle: Hidden Meanings
Author: KaraB
Rating: PG
Fandom: Bones
Summary:
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oceana
“I don’t understand,” Temperance Brennan replied as she studied the decomposing body before her. Yet another pop culture reference has been made that she didn’t follow. Some anthropologists were concerned with the new and the now, but she didn’t bother to be. She dealt with the past… how people had died… not how they lived. Being in the know on the pop culture only was a bold reminder of what she had lost as a child – her innocence… believing that the incidentals mattered.
“Sweetie, you really need to get out more,” Angela Montenegro pointed out as she worked on finishing her sketch so she could put it into the computer to try and generate a facial match.
“The last time we did that as I recall, we ended up high on drugs.”
“With one of the more compelling cases you’ve had. Given that, I’d think you would want to get out more.”
“Contrary to popular belief, I do like to have fun… but on my own terms. Unfortunately, work always interferes.”
“Sweetie, you just need to take a break… try saying no once in a while.” Bones didn’t answer, so she continued. “It sure seems like that’s all you’re saying to Booth. I think he really likes you.”
“We’re colleagues. Nothing more.”
“Yeah, keep telling yourself that,” Angela mumbled, just as Booth walked in the door.
Author: KaraB
Rating: PG
Fandom: Bones
Summary:
Written for:
oceana“I don’t understand,” Temperance Brennan replied as she studied the decomposing body before her. Yet another pop culture reference has been made that she didn’t follow. Some anthropologists were concerned with the new and the now, but she didn’t bother to be. She dealt with the past… how people had died… not how they lived. Being in the know on the pop culture only was a bold reminder of what she had lost as a child – her innocence… believing that the incidentals mattered.
“Sweetie, you really need to get out more,” Angela Montenegro pointed out as she worked on finishing her sketch so she could put it into the computer to try and generate a facial match.
“The last time we did that as I recall, we ended up high on drugs.”
“With one of the more compelling cases you’ve had. Given that, I’d think you would want to get out more.”
“Contrary to popular belief, I do like to have fun… but on my own terms. Unfortunately, work always interferes.”
“Sweetie, you just need to take a break… try saying no once in a while.” Bones didn’t answer, so she continued. “It sure seems like that’s all you’re saying to Booth. I think he really likes you.”
“We’re colleagues. Nothing more.”
“Yeah, keep telling yourself that,” Angela mumbled, just as Booth walked in the door.
