AN: hey again...too many plot bunnies runn around my head last night! i wrote two one shots, this one and Brennan's Keeper. anyways, people reading Dreaming With A Broken Heart, i'll probably write that tonight :) this one may suck a little, cause it doesnt sound like i wanted it to, but whatever. r&r, s'il te plait!
Sayde sighed, still wiping the counter absentmindedly. Her favourite people had walked into the diner where she worked, just as they usually did; bickering. They didn't appear to be discussing murder tonight, but rather something to do with high school, humiliation, and philistines.
She saw the woman laugh at something the man had said, which made his hesitant expression turn into one of annoyance and hurt.
Sayde had been watching them since they had started coming to the diner. She noticed the moments that they had and just absolutely knew there was something there. Also she had seen a bunch of them come in one day, celebrating something. The man hadn't been there at first, but she saw him motion for her to come outside. The two had another moment, him touching her chin to bring her sad eyes to his blazing chocolate brown orbs of love like he just wanted to…
She shook her attention back to the present and refocused on them It's not a soap, Sayde.
"Bones", as the man had called her numerous times, had obviously notice something in his hand, and they were bickering again.
Sayde sat up a little straighter, stopped wiping the already shining spot of counter and focused her hearing on them.
"It is not nothing, I can see it in your hand!"
He faked innocence.
"What, you mean this?" He held up a small figurine of a smurf.
"That's Brainy Smurf, I liked Smurfette."
"Yeah, but all Smurfette had going for her was her looks. You have a lot more than that, Bones."
She frowned at him, but didn't reply.
"You've got your looks and you brains. You're much better than Smurfette."
As the conversation had been going on, the two had both leant forward slowly, and so had Sayde.
Bones too the smurf and studied it briefly, turning it in her fingers.
Sayde watched as their gazes met and there was just this…spark. She watched, waiting for them to kiss.
C'mon, she urged mentally.
Then the woman's small smile spread into a grin and she shook her head slowly.
The moment had been broken.
"Damn it!"
Sayde slammed her hand down on the counter. A few patrons, including the two she'd been watching, the cook and the other servers turned to look at her.
She felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment, and smiled sheepishly.
"Um….Sorry. I'll just…um…yeaaaah. Sorry."
She mentally smacked herself in the back of the head. Well that was humiliating.
