Title: Forgotten Dreams
Author:
MsliveforChrist
Chapter Summary:
While cleaning Brennan finds something interesting hidden in the back of her closet
Chapter: 1/?
Rating:
T
Warnings:
Not any in this chapter
Word Count:

This is kinda a song fic to "Even if it Breaks Your Heart" by Eli Young Band. Please give me feedback and I hope ya'll like it.

Chapter 1: Memories

BPOV

Its 2:00 in the afternoon, it has been gray outside all day, and Booth has not called with a case. This is why my already spotless apartment has been thoroughly scrubbed down. I was finally left with the one cleaning project I had been trying to avoid, the hall closet. With a heavy sigh I flung open the door and started pulling out all the items accumulated in there over the years.

An hour and a half later I had finally cleaned out the majority of the mess in the closet but there were still a few things that I had yet to bring out to be sorted through. So for the last time I walked back into the closet. There were there cardboard boxes stacked on top of each other that I quickly picked up together and walked them back out into the living room. When turning back to the closet I was face to face with, my guitar. Well all actuality I was face to face with my guitar case, I mentally corrected myself, but I knew that the guitar was in there all the same. I slowly lifted it, walked back into the living room and sat down on the couch.

In a daze I laid the case on the coffee table and opened it. I pulled out my guitar and sat it on my lap, as the memories flooded through my mind. I hadn't played since right after my parents had left. I had even managed to forget that I had a guitar, but now with the old guitar sitting face up in my lap it just felt so right. I ran my hand down the neck letting the strings press into my fingers and palm. I was so absorbed with all the memories that were hitting me so suddenly that practically jumped out of my skin when my phone rang. I hurriedly placed the guitar back into its case and grabbed my cell phone from the in table where I had laid it when I began my cleaning frenzy, and seeing that it was Booth flipped it open and yanked it up to my ear.

"Brennan" I said while standing up.

"Hey, Bones," Booth's cheery voice came through the phone, "we got a case. Want me to come pick you up?"

"Sure Booth," I called back "see you in a minute."

"See ya Bones." He replied before hanging up.

I snapped my phone closed and straightened out my clothes. I grabbed my coat and surveyed the mess I would need to clean up when I got back home. I cleared my head and with a sigh, and one last look at my guitar, I walked out the door to wait on Booth.

Sorry it's not longer but the next chapter will be I promise!