Title and assorted lyrics from the name of an 80s song by Berlin. Completely ignoring all spoilers for the rest of the season!
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"So, Angela said you had a date last night. How'd it go?"
"Angela needs to stop telling you things," Brennan muttered, taking a rather large mouthful of salad. Booth waited patiently.
"Two things," she finally said. "One, I don't want to talk about it. And two, it's none of your business."
"Oh, come on, Bones--"
She leveled a deadly glare at him and he shut his mouth.
You're talking, it all sounds fair
You promise your love how much you care
I'm still listening and still unsure
Your actions are lacking, nothing is clear
When they were nearly back at the Jeffersonian, he tried again. "I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say your date didn't go well. I don't know what's wrong with some of these guys."
"How should I know?" she asked tightly. "And it didn't go that poorly--it just wasn't quite…satisfactory. He seemed to lack something that I cannot properly define."
"You deserve better, Bones," he said as they walked back into the lab. "You're a wonderful person, and if these morons can't see beneath--"
"No. Not one more word," she suddenly hissed, turning to face him.
No more words
You're telling me you love me while you're looking away
No more words
No more words, and no more promises of love
"I don't want to hear it, Booth. It's all empty promises and meaningless words. Eventually. Someday. Someone for everyone. No. It's not going to happen and I'm tired of hearing otherwise."
Remember when the words were new
They carried a meaning, a feeling so true
She gave him a little push and stalked off to her office, slamming the door shut in his face. A tiny click told him she had locked it--the first time she had ever done so since they started to work together.
Don't fool yourself
Your empty passion won't satisfy me
I know, so don't pretend that you want me
You don't want me, no!
"What happened between you and Booth?" Angela asked near the end of the day. "His tail was well and truly between his legs when he left."
"I don't know what you mean," Brennan said, not looking up. "Humans are not equipped with a tail. The coccyx is a remnant of a vestigial tail found in all tailless primates, but it is not visible through the skin, so how could he--"
"It's a metaphor, sweetie. He was sad. Beaten. Guilty. It's a--comparison to a dog's body language," she replied, searching for words.
"Oh. I don't know." She could feel Angela's eyes on her.
"Did you two fight?"
"No." She realized the terse answer denied itself. "No, it wasn't a fight. I don't know what it was, but it wasn't a fight. He was just being persistent about my date last night and wasn't accepting that I didn't want to talk about it."
"Well, you know why. Everyone knows how he feels about you and you about him."
Brennan finally looked at her friend. "Not everyone," she murmured, turning off her computer. "I'm done. The irresistible force has met the unmovable object and I," she hesitated, bit her lip. "I lost."
Your eyes show nothing, no lover's flame
Don't promise we can work it out
You can leave right now if you're feeling doubt
No more words
You're telling me you love me while you're looking away
No more words
No more words, and no more promises of love
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There is potential for this to have at least one more chapter; please let me know if you're interested!
