Bonesology has challenged fanfic writers to write 50 drabbles in fifty days providing a list of words that they want us to use. I've never done just drabbles so this will be new to me as well as to you.
This story is rated T because I have no idea what I'm going to write and I have a potty muse.
First word: Comfort
I don't own Bones. If I did our show would be on the air next week.
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(After the Change in the Game)
While lying on the couch, Brennan rested her head on Booth's thighs while pulling up her blanket so that it came up to her chin, "You give me great comfort Booth."
His attention diverted from his book, her partner smiled, "Oh yeah?"
Sniffing, Brennan moved her right hand from under the blanket and rubbed her nose with her tissue, "Yes, when I have a cold I am usually quite miserable, but now that we're a couple I can rely upon you to take care of me when I am sick. . . . Of course, when I say, take care of me, I just mean that you're very good at making me hot tea and making sure I'm comfortable because I can really take care of myself. It's just nice . . . "
"You're welcome." Placing his hand on her shoulder, he leaned down and kissed her forehead, "I told you I'd be handy to have around."
Sneezing, Brennan wiped her nose, "Yes, you were right."
Handing her a new tissue, Booth kissed her forehead again, "I'm always right."
Her nose itching, Brennan rubbed it with her tissue, "You're not always right Booth. No one is . . . "
"Hey, didn't I tell you that you shouldn't go visit Angela while she has a cold?" Taking her soggy tissue and tossing it in the wastebasket at his feet, he handed her a new tissue, "But no, you told me not to worry about it and you'd be fine. You just wanted to make sure she was okay since she's a new mother. Well, now look at you. You got a cold. I am always right."
Rolling her eyes, Brennan sneezed and wiped her nose, "I will concede that you were right about this, but that doesn't make you right all of the time."
His nose starting to tickle, Booth rubbed the end of it, "Do you remember when I told you that I'd probably catch it too?"
Her hand clenching her tissue, Brennan sat up and looked at her lover, "Booth!"
Sneezing, Booth grabbed a tissue and wiped his nose, "Right again."
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So what do you think of my drabble? Any good. If you'd like to see more then let me know and I will write more for the challenge.
