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Day 4: Pain
I definitely don't own Bones.
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(The Woman in Limbo)
There are different kinds of pain. The pain you endure when your body has been damaged in some way comes to mind when most people talk about pain, but Booth knew that there were other forms of pain that affected you in ways physical pain never could.
As an FBI agent he'd seen surviving family members suffer the pain of a lost one. One of the worse parts of being a law enforcement officer was having to break horrific news to unsuspecting family members. It was a pain that reached the soul and he knew that some never recovered from such a blow. He also knew from experience, that there was a pain that existed that could crush you and all it took was betrayal.
Observing Brennan, while McViker talked to her, Booth saw how the pig farmer's words were like a blow to her body and to her soul. The man used his words as a web of betrayal and his target was Dr. Temperance Brennan, "Your father is a hard man, Joy."
Protesting, she turned her back upon the convicted felon and with a trembling voice, informed the man, "My name is Brennan. I'm Dr . . . Dr. Temperance Brennan. I work at the Jeffersonian Institution. I'm a forensic anthropologist. I specialize in identifying . . . in identifying people who nobody knows who they are."
Sneering, McVikar shook his head and walked away, leaving the weeping scientist to continue her protest, "My father was a science teacher and my mother was a book-keeper. My brother . . ." Her tears starting to stream down her face caused her to dash her hands across her cheeks in impatience, "I have a brother. I'm Dr. Temperance Brennan. . ."
Her pain more than he could bear, Booth pulled her into his arms and assured her, "I know who you are, hey I know. It's okay. Shhhhh. It's going to be alright."
Her sobs a stabbing pain to his own soul, he held her tightly, trying to anchor her to the present. He knew that she needed him as her partner and her friend, he knew that her strong hold on reality was becoming frail. As strong as she was, he knew that even the strongest person had their weaknesses and her family, damn them, was hers.
I swear to God, I will not let her go through this alone.
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