This will basically be short stories based on the 100 themes prompt. I forget exactly where I first saw it, but there are a few people on here who have posted them. I may not write about all of the themes but I figured it was a good place to start. I made the rating T just incase future chapters require it, but really most will only be K+. I'll note before each chapter the individual rating.
Please review if you have time- I'm kind of new at this and would love feedback- even a quick note as to whether you liked it or not would help. Thanks!
~SAM
By the way, I do not own Bones, Fox has that honor, I just borrow the characters once in a while…
Now, on with the fun!
This first story, entitled Drive, is from Brennan's point of view. It's a glimpse at how she feels about constantly being the passenger when in the car with Booth. Rated K+
Drive
Being a foster kid meant doing without many things that most kids take for granted. I didn't have a closet bursting with the coolest clothes or money to see the latest movie. When I turned 16 no car awaited me in the driveway. Maybe that is why when I finally shelled out the $600 for the beat up red Corsica, I didn't care that the air did not function, the passenger door stuck, and the interior smelled like smoke. It was mine and I could go where I pleased.
In fact, when I was in college, one of the things I used to love to do on a nice day was go for a drive. As the wind blew through my hair I felt a strong sense of freedom. I was finally free from the foster system; I had no one to answer to but myself. I was in control both literally and figuratively.
Now as I sat on what Booth termed the granny side and watched him navigate the open road, I couldn't help but feel a slight sense of loss. I missed having that control, being able to decide last minute to turn down a random road and see where it went. It was with this thought lingering in my head that I suddenly told Booth to take a left.
"Why, Bones? I thought you wanted to get back to the lab to look at those remains."
When I told him I just wanted to see where it would go, I thought he'd think I was crazy. Instead he just smiled as his eyebrows raised, and he pointed the car in the direction I wanted. We wandered those back roads for over an hour- him driving, me directing- with the wind blowing in my hair. It was like old times in that Corsica… only better. I wasn't alone on this ride. I had someone beside me to share conversation and laughter.
Finally pulling up to the Jeffersonian, I realized how content I actually was sitting in the passenger seat with Booth behind the wheel. As I exited the car, I heard Booth say "We should do that again sometime, Bones." I couldn't agree more.
