A/N: I’m jumping on the bandwagon and starting my own drabble series. I came up with 50 words related to Booth and Brennan, and I’m going to try to complete a drabble or double-drabble for each. Wish me luck...

I re-uploaded this one. Because I’m an idiot, I accidentally used the name of the gang instead of the name of the letter.

Prompt: Self-defense
Word count: 104 (close enough)
Category: Angst

He felt no remorse.

As agent Booth held the cool gun to Ortez’s forehead, he felt nothing. He knew that if it came right down to it, he would kill the gang leader. Without thinking twice.

Booth had once vowed never to take a human life again unless in self-defense. But this time, the feel of a gun pressed against soft, warm flesh, the feel of adrenaline coursing through his veins, it did not feel wrong. He realized that Brennan was somehow a part of him now.

It was self-defense.

He whipped around and shoved the gun in Ortez’s face. He felt nothing.