Disclaimer: Bones originally belongs to Kathy Reichs, but is currently under the great care of Fox, Hart, Deschanel, and Boreanaz.
She wasn't a cold fish or dry and boring like bones. Brennan had a heart, and it beat with love and pain just like everybody else. It was just sealed away, behind logic and reason. Her heart protected itself from abandonment and pain. But she was still capable of love. Temperance Brennan had a heart that could love.
Another shot of liquor. Another paper cup smashed. Booth grinned lazily at her, and she couldn't help but smile back. Liquor loosened the lips and heightened attraction. Those may be the facts, but Brennan was never not in control of her actions, even with copious amounts of alcohol in her system. She could hold her liquor.
Booth placed a hand on her thigh, his palm warm through the fabric of her pants. She returned his grin. Their eyes met-- icy blue melded with warm brown and the rest of the world faded away.
At least, for him it did. Seeley Booth did not have a heart that was walled off by logic and reason. He loved openly and followed his gut. That was just Booth.
She was logic, and he was feeling. But above all, they were professional. They may blur the line but never crossed it. Booth and Brennan-- they were partners. They worked together to catch the bad guys. They always denied the chemistry between them. Many had seen it coming, maybe even them. But still, they were who they were. Did opposites really attract? Perhaps with a bit of liquor and a spark of electricity.
So how did it come to this?
So, what do you think?
writing the first chapter as we speak.