Something I found in the computer. I made it at like 3 in the morning so dont exspect it to be very good. I DO NOT OWN BONES! *goes cry in corner*
When I awoke in that hospital room, I knew something was off. I felt something missing, not so much missing, just invisible. It was like someone had told an inside joke to a large crowd, and I was the only one who didn't get it. Something was missing, something wasn't there.
I forgot the reason for a while, once the director of the FBI came in, telling me to go undercover. He asked who I wanted told of my little performance, I gave him the list:
Parker Booth
Rebecca Stinson
Jared Booth
Bones
After handing him the list, I went home to recuperate. When I closed my eyes to sleep, I saw her. She was a beautiful woman, with a slim-build and auburn hair. She was standing in front of a sunset, on a beach I think, just staring, hand on her hip. I walked up behind her, grabbed her waist, and began kissing her neck. My eyes were closed when she turned around and began kissing my lips. When I opened my eyes I expected to see a beautiful face, instead I saw a bedroom ceiling.
I groaned, and chalked this off as hospital medication that hadn't yet worn off. The dreams would leave eventually.
They didn't.
For the next two weeks, every night I saw the same woman, in different scenes, and different parts of her. 4 days after the first night, I saw her hand in mine on a Ferris wheel.
Most nights I saw her in the same position. One night she was on a front porch, overlooking a yard of running children in wind breakers. Another she was standing in the hallway in front of my bedroom.
The dreams were different, but one thing was always the same. I never saw her face.
On the day of the undercover mission, I showed up to my own funeral dressed as a soldier. I moved my eyes once, and I nearly blew my cover.
About five feet from me, was the girl from my dreams. She was facing me, her eyes on the ground. I almost ran, because those feelings from the hospital resurfaced, this time with a meaning.
When I fell asleep from the bullet, I had seen the face of my future. Her face was placed in different moments in my future. At a wedding, on a beach, in a birthing room, in rocking chair, all going by in a slideshow on her face. When I awoke I forgot, when I saw her I remembered.
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