I got this idea from Coilerfan35. Press shuffle on my iPod and write a short drabble about Booth/Brennan. I've been out of the fanfiction world for a while so we'll see how this goes. I hope yall enjoy. :) Please R/R.
Thought I knew you better than
Thought I knew your intentions
Thought I knew but didn't have clue
Not a single damn thing was true
- Thought I Knew (Weezer)
Booth was not the type to wear his heart on his sleeve. As a sniper he had learned to make himself as small of a target as possible. That first night he kissed Brennan he had made himself a huge target. Too big, and Brennan had shot him down.
A few years, and a few less vices, later, he had made the same mistake again. And again Brennan shot him down. He may as well have run out into the middle of a battlefield for as much risk as he was taking.
Booth thought he knew better than the infallible Dr. Temperance Brennan. Booth was wrong.
