Author's Note: I'd like to thank everyone who replied to the last one. I'm glad you liked it. I'm going to make a better effort at getting these out faster.
This one is set shortly after The Wannabe in the Weeds for reasons that will probably be evident. I know that most of these have been set in the present or future but, well, the two weeks between TWITW and The Pain in the Heart have always bugged me. So...here you go.
N is for Nickname
"Don't call me Bones."
She couldn't count the number of times she told him that, eventually giving up, knowing no matter what happened he'd never stop.
Eventually it became sort of endearing. It felt as if, at least for a moment, she actually mattered and was special to someone. She'd never tell him that, of course. He would smile in that cocky way of his, saying something she knew was flirtatious but still didn't understand.
The rooms of his apartment were quiet. Un-lived in.
Booth wasn't coming back and she would've given anything to hear him call her Bones again.