(The Mummy in the Maze)
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I don't own Bones.
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Bones shot me. Damn, I knew someone was going to get hurt with that big ass gun of hers, but I didn't count on it being me. Shit!
I've told her more than once that she didn't need a gun because she had me. I'm her gun, but does she listen to me? No of course not. Why listen to me? I'm just the best sniper around here bar none, so what do I know about guns? Damn it!
When push came to shove, I had to give her my gun so she could protect herself and the kid which left me with five rounds in that cannon she called a gun to use against a demented clown. God, I hate clowns. I really really hate them.
I won of course, I am a great shot with any gun you give me, but even I have to admit that was a hell of a lucky shot. I shot that bastard through a steel door. I couldn't even see the guy. Just shot him right through the door and bam, he was dead. Shit I'm good.
One dead clown on my hands with a big hole in him that made me realize that me and my grazed leg were very lucky. I was lucky that when Bones shot me I didn't end up on the floor like that fucking clown. Ricochet or not, that was a close call.
I know one thing, I am going to accidentally lose that gun of hers. There is no way I'm going to give it back to her. I had to hand it over to another FBI Agent while my actions are being investigated, she knows that. You can't just kill a clown and not be investigated. At least not when I'm involved in the shooting. Not after I shot a mechanical clown head earlier this year and I had to see a shrink about it. They're going to look into this with a magnifying lens and make sure I didn't lose my shit again and this time kill a real clown.
Anyway, I'm going to tell Bones that it was stored in the evidence room by the investigating officer and they can't find it. She is not getting that cannon back. No way.
The EMTs checked my leg and that bullet just grazed me when it zinged by me, so it's painful, but not dangerous. A big bandage took care of it. Still, Bones shot me and I am not going to let her forget that either . . . ever.
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A little drabble.