History has a habit of repeating itself

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Hi Everyone

This idea got in my head and I just couldn't let it go, this will be a series of one-offs with a difference. As the title suggests each chapter will be a Booth and Brennan story from different time periods in history, many of which will be fluffy. Hopefully you will like this and I hope you suggest some ideas of your own : )

Infinite Possibilities

Salem

1692

Temperance finished mixing the various remedies to make the correct medicine, whilst her busy hands worked the pistil and mortar she instructed the woman's daughter to give it to her three times a day and that she would return in four days to check on her progress. After administering the first dose as a demonstration, Temperance gathered her belongings and placed them in her basket she said her farewells and left the small cottage. Feeling a sense of accomplishment she began to walk to her next patient with a slight spring in her step, smiling and greeting people as she went.

She walked up the path and knocked on the door, she was greeted by a middle aged man who looked as if he hadn't slept well for some time. He tried to muster a welcoming greeting and let her into the house and then followed him to the patient. To her disgust she saw Michael placing leeches onto the young girl's skin, she felt her blood begin to boil.

"Michael, are you trying to kill her?" she practically yelled at him.

Shocked by the sudden interruption he turned to see Temperance "No I am treating the patient, what do you intend to do crush a leaf and feed it to her, what help could that do?"

Temperance stepped up to the challenge and moved forward to see the patient "I believe that the young girl is suffering from the chills, she is pale, shaking and sweating" she placed a hand on the young girls head "She has a fever, and I suspect a loss of appetite. A mixture of rosemary, burdock root and yarrow root over four to five days should clear up the symptoms. Please Michael tell me how the leaches which are sucking her blood and making her weaker are going to help?" she looked him in the eye and she saw the defeat and humiliation of being defeated by a woman, it made her feel more determined than ever to rise up to these 'healers' and make sure people are cured properly.

"The leeches regain the balance, which will make her feel better it is decided by God how fast she recovers" knowing that this argument could go on for weeks on end he decided to settle it democratically "Thomas who do you wish to cure your daughter, I the healer or Temperance"

"Temperance"

Shocked by the decision Michael removed the leeches and stormed out of the house, leaving a slightly shocked Temperance.

"Why did you want me?"

"I heard you were the best and I want my daughter to get better, Michael heard of her illness and invited himself"

"Thank you" she looked at the girl again and identified her symptoms as her mind whirled her hands grabbed the various ingredients and she began breaking them down in the pistil and mortar. Satisfied with her work she left instructions and would return in a couple of days, she then left the small cottage and made her way home before it became dark.

Once home she made herself a meal, got ready for bed and then began reading her latest novel by candle light. Her mind explored the fictitious world, but her eyes grew tired so she blew out her candle and fell to sleep.

Morning light streamed though the window rousing her from her sleep, Temperance got out of bed and got ready. She began to replace the ingredients she used yesterday before visiting her patients when she heard a knock at the door. Curious as to who could be calling, she opened the door to see three guards.

"You have been found guilty of witch craft and will be sentenced to death"

Shocked by there accusation she wondered how they could possibly reach that conclusion; Michael it had to be. She couldn't believe he would sink this low, he knew she was correct but was adamant that her medicine wouldn't work because he didn't understand and couldn't do it himself.

"But that is ridiculous; this is not a conviction for being guilty of witch craft this is for actually treating people who are ill, or is it because I a mere woman is able to do something you couldn't do"

Two of the guards moved towards her and attempted to tie her hands behind her back and after some difficulty they succeeded. Temperance tried to escape her restraints but could not, she wondered why the third guard had done nothing, she looked up at him, his face was covered like the others but she could see his eyes. His eyes conveyed no anger like the two other guards, his deep brown eyes were warm and showed no hostility, they showed wonder, fascination and something she couldn't describe. His look made her relax somewhat as they took her to her death.

The two hostile guards left to tend their wounds leaving the mysterious guard to tie her noose. They remained silent, she watched him as he untangled the string before approaching her, he knelt on the floor beside her and whispered "I'm not gong to hurt you" she looked up into those eyes and she believed every word, she didn't know why or how but she knew it to be true. She couldn't believe that she could trust someone by looking into their eyes but from the moment she stared into those brown pools she felt something that she had never felt before, something indescribable.

He looked into her blue crystal eyes, losing himself for a moment; he had seen her before and was struck by her beauty. But that was from a distance, now he was inches from her, he wanted to get closer but got back to the task at hand, trying to save her life. He concentrated on his work so that he made no mistakes and he made sure to be careful not to hurt this silent wonder.

He began to tie the rope around her waist and under her arms disguising the line of rope down her back with her cloak. She could feel his hands work gently ensuring the rope wouldn't hurt her, he then moved to her neck. She wondered why he was helping her, she wondered if he felt it too.

He brushed away her auburn trestles and began to slip the noose around her neck; he stood to retrieve the bag to go over her head. Temperance instantly missed his touch and the warmth it provided, he returned and knelt before her. She wondered why he was helping her, she had no idea who he was but felt as if she had known him a lifetime, as usual her burning curiosity asked the question.

"Why are you helping me?"

She wanted to meet his eyes again but was scared of the feeling drawing her to him, she felt him stroke her cheek and follow her jaw line then cupping her chin. As she looked up he began to move towards her.

"The moment I looked into your eyes I saw no evil. I saw your innocence" he looked at her again but something in his eyes changed they looked brighter somehow "and I saw the beauty of you, your mind and what you are trying to do" they began to move closer until they were centimetres apart, when the guards could be heard from a distance. She saw the disappointment in his eyes which she was sure would be in hers too, he moved his hand and gently put one finger against her lips, and then he slipped the bag over her head.

They hoisted her onto a horse and began to tie the rope to the tree, once satisfied they pulled the horse forward leaving her to hang. She could hear the two guards cheering and soon they could be heard no more, she waited for him to return. Minutes later she heard the horse approaching; he gently pulled her onto his horse and cut the rope free. He removed the rope with as much care as he had before and then removed the bag from her head. No longer restrained she couldn't stop the intensity of her feelings and pulled him into a kiss, at first it was tender and then became more passionate. They broke from their kiss and stared into each others eyes for a moment committing it to memory. And they smiled shyly at each other.

"I'm Seeley"

"Temperance"

No other words were needed; she shifted her position and wrapped her arms around Seeley as they rode into the distance.

So what do you think should I carry on?

I hope you enjoyed it, please review or PM me I love to know what you think :P

Infinite Possibilities