Preamble
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Ship: Angela (solo)
Spoilers: 2x11 - "Judas On A Pole"
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So, they're all doctors now. They all have some fancy preamble to tack onto their name, even Booth, Mr. FBI Special Agent 'In Charge'. And Jack, he's got three doctorates. Does that make him Dr. Dr. Dr. Hodgins? Or just Dr. Hodgins followed by some alphabet soup of letters?
Me, I'm just plain Angela Montenegro. I'm not even Miss. Montenegro since Goodman's been gone. I pretend like art belongs in their world of logic and reason, and am master of 'the odd job'.
But somehow it works. Somehow, when I look around at their faces I feel my purpose. I don't know my purpose; I just feel it. And it feels warm, and fulfilling, and not a little exciting.
When I look in their faces I know I'm part of something much bigger than just me. We are more than just the sum of our parts. More than a collection of doctorates with some muscle and an artsy flair. And we are doing important work.
Life is not fair, it's definitely not easy, and half the time it's not even pleasant. But it's valued. And as long as we uphold this value, make sure it means something.. Well, I don't need a title to tell me what a difference I'm making.