Title: Empty
Fandom: Bones
Author: Alidiabin
Words: 669
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Warnings: None
Spoilers: S5 finale
Parings: Daisy/Sweets
Summary: He does not miss her at least that is what he tells himself. Sweets days are now empty.
Empty
Lance Sweets sat in his office still and silent. He contemplated how boring life had been of late. How empty it had felt. He, Cam, and all the interns except Daisy were the only familiar faces at the Jeffersonian. Cam had always been busy either with Michelle or with her gynecologist boyfriend. The interns all do their own thing for the new anthropologist . Clark remarked how he now appreciated the professionalism that is now in the air of the Jeffersonian.
Each night Sweets went home alone. To what had been his and Daisy's apartment. Daisy had left so quickly she had not really packed up her stuff. The calendar that marked Christmas in March was still attached to the wall in the seldom-used kitchen. The photo of Daisy and her cousin April is still next to that of Sweets and his adoptive parents. He usually ignores them. Sometimes seeing her soft toy from childhood or her grey college shirt is comforting. Most of the time it just evilly snickers at him and reminds him how she is not there. The apartment is a well-decorated box of emptiness.
According to facebook Daisy is having a great time, so are Hodgins and Angela. Sweets sits alone at his computer and reads of fantastic adventures in either the Indonesian jungle or Parisian culinary scene.
Wendell drags him out to the bars. Wendell tells him to get back on the horse. Wendell easily calls the women to him like the pied piper with his flute. Sweets has trouble. He makes mistakes that he has told numerous people not to make. He drinks too much. Rants and raves about Daisy too much. A psychology student tells him he is not over his fiancé and that he needs time to heel. Sweets muses that he would have given the exact same advice to someone in his situation. So, Sweets gives up on dating.
One day, he walks in to find the scarlet light on the answer machine flashing. He vainly clings the idea that it could be Daisy, he finds himself desperate to hear her voice. He retrieves the message. It is April Daisy's cousin. Disappointment pulses through his lean built body.
"Hey Daisy" April says, "I know you're in Indonesia, so hopefully that cute fiancé of yours will pass on the message. It happened." April squeals excitedly "You are now the proud first cousin once removed to Owen Zachary Timmins, I'm really tired, but he's perfect. Maybe when you get back you and that fiancé of yours will hurry up and have kids so our kids can be as close as me and you were." Sweets remembers Daisy telling him that April was pregnant and making a remark about the two cousins vowing to have kids close together so they could be a close as Daisy and April are, Sweets also remembers rejecting the conversation not ready to talk about children. Sweet turns off the answer machine. He misses Daisy even more. The apartment feels even more empty. He gets a box and finds every item that belonged to Daisy; he angrily places them in the box. Hoping that if he does not see reminders of her he will forget. It does not work.
Sweets finds himself falling into depression as time wares on. As day turn to weeks, weeks to fortnights and fortnights turn into months. He feels alone. Daisy is doing what she loves. Daisy is happy. Booth is serving his country. Brennan is remembering why she ever decided to pursue forensic anthropology. Cam is in love and helping Michelle choose colleges. Hodgins and Angela are in Paris making love in the bathrooms of museums and in other public places. The new FBI Agent and forensic anthropologist are happy; neither have any problems with each other nor do they find themselves falling for each other. They work efficiently. Sweets days are no longer spent diffusing arguments or cutting sexual tension with a knife. Sweets days are empty. So very empty.
A/N: I've had the idea for ages but I wasn't really sure how to write it. So?