Forgotten Memories

For most people, their imagination was a way to escape from the world. Not for Temperance Brennan. Yes, pretend was nice while it lasted, but it was always cruel returning back to reality. It wouldn't make the bad things go away or make her parents come back or change anything in the world. Not to mention, imagination usually came from ignorance. What was that saying? Be careful what you wish for. Like most girls. Temperance wanted to be a princess as a small child. How disappointed she was when she learned that being a princess wasn't as great as everyone thought it was, and that princesses had a lot of problems! Particularly those in history. That put a stop to wanting to be a princess, and thus her quest for knowledge grew even greater than it already was. Knowledge would get her places in life, this quest would distract her from her troubles, and most importantly, just like with being a princess, perhaps it would stop her imagination, and thus great disappointment.

Despite all this, the first time Temperance saw him, she thought her mind was playing tricks on her. Sometimes when she was working too hard, he, this faceless man who filled her with warmth when she thought of him, would take her away and make her eat something. When her foster parent was particularly bad, he would take her away for a while and make her happy, at least for a short time.

Brennan woke up, breathing hard. She sat up in her bed, pondering. She didn't dream much, and had memory dreams even less, and when she did, they were usually fairly accurate. But while the first part had been true, there hadn't been anyone. In reality, except for her brain, Brennan had been all alone. She frowned slightly, wondering where that had come from, when her ringing cell phone brought her out of her thoughts. "Bones, let's go get something to eat at the diner before we work on paperwork for the case,"

Yes, it was quite the mystery indeed.