A/N: Wow! It's 100 words exactly! :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Bones!
They are arguing about semantics.
"Just because something isn't meant for someone doesn't mean that it shouldn't be in their possession." She argues.
"Oh, really? Give me an example," he challenges.
She bites her lip. You and me. You were never meant to have my heart and now you do.
She cannot believe she just thought that.
She stares at him a bit more, lost, hoping that the fervor in her thoughts would cause some telepathy.
It doesn't happen. No amount of hope ever saw her through. And that was why she didn't believe in fairytales.