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14 February 2009 @ 12:31 am
Bones Ficlet: The Wonder  
Title: The Wonder
Author: pharmduh
Characters: Booth/Brennan
Rating: K
Spoilers: Nothing specific, maybe "Aliens in a Spaceship"
Summary: She's never had much use for poetry.

She has never wondered what exactly it is that keeps the stars apart.

Never has had any use for such abstract metaphors.

She needed something tangible to define love – the skeleton of one boy cradling his brother as he died, trapped in a spaceship. Booth seemed to understand this, as he did many things about her that she was still trying to puzzle through.

Some days they would drive down to the park and sit just so on the bench in front of the merry-go-round. The lights would dance in front of their eyes as the sky grew dark, a crumpled napkin and sticky lips the only remnants of their ice cream cones. If she leaned her head against his shoulder it was okay; his shoulders were broad and solid and warm.

On the weekends he had Parker she would watch them from her blanket under a tree, trying to sketch out similarities in her mind. She could tell they were father and son from the way Parker’s hands fit under Booth’s on the football. Sometimes it was their matching smiles as Booth swung Parker around effortlessly. When Booth looked over at her she would wave and smile too, more so at her own flights of fancy.

He once took her to see some film about working at a museum but she was never quite sure what made him think she would enjoy watching the exhibits come to life. She remembered leaning over the plastic cup holder and fountain drink to tug on his t-shirt and he did his level best to silence her, glad for the foresight to sit away from the other patrons. Truth be told she didn’t recall much of the movie.

The nights they didn’t have to work the next morning they would unwind with a bottle or two. Sometimes with Angela and Cam and Hodgins, sometimes it was just the two of them watching the city move under her apartment. Sometimes she felt dizzy enough to lean against him as they stood by the window. He would of course catch her.

Sometimes he made her so dizzy that she couldn’t bring herself to stop. That too was okay.

It might have not been love, not really; she would not presume to know either way. But it was real. And that was all that mattered to her.

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

-- e.e. cummings

Happy Valentine's Day.
Here is a link to the poem in its entirety - carry your heart with me (i carry it in

 
 
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Mel: Bones - Booth/Brennan (love)accordingtomel on February 14th, 2009 04:58 pm (UTC)
Um yeah....you rock!! This was great! I really love your little ficlets :D.

I especially loved the last couple lines: It might have not been love, not really; she would not presume to know either way. But it was real. And that was all that mattered to her.

So fitting. So honest. So true to Brennan's character.

Great job! :D
Chromophiliale_red_queen on February 15th, 2009 02:59 pm (UTC)
What a beautiful, simple little Valentine's Day ficlet :D
pharmduh: bonespharmduh on February 25th, 2009 01:01 am (UTC)
Thank you, for reading and for the feedback. :o)
pharmduh: nastrovjepharmduh on February 25th, 2009 01:00 am (UTC)
Haha, thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed this and thought it was in character. Really appreciate the feedback, thanks! :o)
space: BB-Soul Matesiam_space on February 14th, 2009 05:22 pm (UTC)
this was beautiful... i have a special love for that poem (used it in my wedding programs!). great interpretation, very Brennan. nice job! :)
pharmduh: partnerspharmduh on February 25th, 2009 01:06 am (UTC)
Thanks, I'm glad it seemed "very Brennan". Just got into reading poetry (here at exceptindreams.livejournal.com) and that one really stuck with me, it's lyrical and beautiful and expressive all at the same time.

Thank you for reading! :o)
the sun comes up because the world turns: BB walktempertemper on February 14th, 2009 05:54 pm (UTC)
Sometimes she felt dizzy enough to lean against him as they stood by the window. He would of course catch her.

Sometimes he made her so dizzy that she couldn’t bring herself to stop.


That is astounding - I adore that but I adore all of it.

Happy Valentine's Day to you too :)
pharmduh: monumentpharmduh on February 25th, 2009 01:11 am (UTC)
Aww, thank you so much! My Valentine's Day was spent gorging myself on chocolate haha (seriously, I don't know where it all went) but in a good way because it made me happy, much like your feedback.

Happy Belated Birthday! I hope you had a great one. :o)
pink_flame_87pink_flame_87 on February 14th, 2009 05:58 pm (UTC)
I love this. Thank you for making Valentine's Day more romantic than my actual day has any hope of being. You had me when she leaned her head on his shoulder. All of it was IC and lovely.
pharmduh: wishful thinkingpharmduh on February 25th, 2009 01:14 am (UTC)
Thank you for making staying up and not studying to write this ficlet worthwhile. :o)

I'm glad you enjoyed it, thanks for the feedback and for reading.
FreeSpiritbuffyangellvr23 on February 14th, 2009 06:57 pm (UTC)
aww nice :)
pharmduh: boothbonespharmduh on February 25th, 2009 01:15 am (UTC)
Thank you! :o)
enigmaticblues: bones heartenigmaticblues on February 17th, 2009 10:01 pm (UTC)
Oh, how lovely.

It might have not been love, not really; she would not presume to know either way. But it was real. And that was all that mattered to her.

This is just perfect.
pharmduh: monumentpharmduh on February 25th, 2009 01:19 am (UTC)
Thank you very much, I'm glad you thought so. Appreciate the feedback (really). Thanks for reading. :o)