A/N: In an effort not to get behind again, here's another update. And I promise he actually will die this time! Idea courtesy of Boneslove-2991. Enjoy!
Chapter 44: Fanfic writers hate Sully
Tim Sullivan, aka Sully, was walking down the street with his girlfriend. He couldn't help but notice that they were heading in the direction of the FBI building, but that was ok. She was with him, not Booth. She loved him, not Booth.
As they walked, he stole glances at Brennan and observed that she seemed uneasy about something. He asked her about it.
"I just have the feeling that something's going to happen. Something bad." She looked behind her and immediately took off running down the street. Sully, after standing there confused for a moment, looked back as well, only to see a crowd of people thundering towards him carrying torches and various weapons. His eyes grew big in surprise and he began to run. They gained on him however, and began beating him and stabbing him mercilessly.
"Why are you doing this? Who are you people?!" he managed to cry out.
They stopped, and one came forward. "We are fanfiction writers and we hate you Sully."
"Why? What did I ever do to you?" Sully choked out as she wrapped her hands around his neck and began to strangle him.
"You exist. You keep trying to come between Brennan and Booth. You're a weaselly little man who needs to get a grip and move on!"
"Yeah! Kill him!" the others chorused, and continued beating on Sully. When they finally stepped away, there was next to nothing left, and certainly nothing that could be recognized as human.
A/N: Hehe. I liked that one. Hope you did too. Thanks for reading!