Set before 100th episode (Parts of Sum in The Whole). I don't think I have enough strength to deal with season 6 right now. I need some light-hearted but meaningful fluff and romance and this is my way of doing it.
Light and fluffy and not much of angst. (Though drama would be there as usual.)
If haven't read my other story "The Destiny in The Feeling", I would really really appreciate it if you could read and review that fic too. ^_^
Thank you to my sisters who support me in spite of my pessimistic attitude, depression, gloom and mood swings.
This is a sort of special but belated birthday present to Vindi, my sister. Hope you enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Bones. No copyright infringement intended.
My mother tongue is not English so bear with me if it is not perfect.
To the story…
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Two people sitting on a couch staring blankly at the person sitting on a chair opposite to them.
The clock ticking.
"Guys, this is not how this works." Sweets grumbled.
"I do not see how the effectiveness of the session is our concern. As far as I am aware, we do not even need therapy. We are a very good team and work perfectly coordinated with each other."
"Dr. Brennan, I-" Sweets sighed. Maybe it is time to start over again. They are never gonna admit it, anyway. "Okay, let's start over..." Take a deep breath. Try not to yell at them that they are a practically married couple and shake them till some sense enters into their thick heads. Deep breath... "What I want both of you to do today is list out the number of times you have lied or deliberately withheld truth from your partner and disclose any one such incident."
"I don't lie to Bones." Booth stated, annoyed.
"Yes, I place a very high value on honesty. I am an honest person and so is Booth. We do not have secrets." Brennan asserted, her chin slightly tilted up in defiance.
And Denial ain't just a river in Egypt. Sweets looked at two of his most defiant patients. But most compassionate and strong too… Sometimes, he still wonders why he hasn't given up on them and still believes that they will crack one day. "I am not implying that either of you is dishonest. But in almost every successful relationship there is a certain degree of secrecy between them. There is a sense of personal space and-"
"It is not like we don't have personal lives or anything!" Booth yelped. "We-We have personal space and all that… Alright? What Bones meant was that we are completely frank in our jobs, you know… professional life."
"Yes, we do have a completely transparent professional partnership. But, we do discuss about our personal lives, Booth."
"What? No, we don't, Bones."
"Yes, we do. Booth." Brennan said crossing her arms. "Would you like me to point out specific instances when w discussed our personal lives?"
"Well, firstly, we discuss about our family, Booth. You talk to me about Pops and Jared and similarly I come to you for advice concerning matters related to my family – Russ or Dad."
"Well, that's what friends do, Bones." Booth replied.
"Secondly, we discuss about our sexual partners."
"Dates, Bones. Not sexual partners."
"Wait a sec, you guys discuss about whom you are dating with each other?" Sweets asked. His interest suddenly escalated. He quickly jotted down something in his notepad.
"Hey-hey… Stop doing that." Booth asked, motioning towards his writing. "It doesn't mean anything. Bones… Well, Bones doesn't have the best choice in men, alright? So, I-I just run a background check on them to make sure she's safe. That's all. Just… doing my job. Making sure she is safe."
"I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself, Booth. I can protect myself. I don't need you to protect me from potential sexual partners." Brennan huffed.
"Bones, I don't understand why you are mad at me, I was just-"
"Oh, protecting me? Since I am grossly incapable of choosing a safe and appropriate sexual partner for myself?" Brennan argued, turning to face Booth.
"Bones that was not what I meant." Booth replied. "But, you might as well admit it, your luck with men-"
"Oh well, I am currently dating the Assistant Director of FBI. He shouldn't be a threat to me, right?"
"Guys?" Sweets asked to interrupt their bickering. "Well, this might be something we need to discuss. But we could do that later, probably in our next session. We could discuss how comfortable both of you are about discussing your personal lives and how much you want the other to be involved in your personal decisions. We would also need to define personal boundaries and-"
"Yeah, yeah… Sweets. We get it. All the 'shrinky' stuff" Booth waved it off.
Patience is virtue…, Sweets thought."Okay, we'll discuss that later. But today's session is about the lies you guys told to each other or secrets kept between-"
"As Booth and I already said, we have a very transparent and honest partnership, Sweets." Brennan interjected.
"I am not undermining the importance of honesty in your partnership, Dr. Brennan. I am just pointing out the fact that neither of you can honestly say that you have never told a lie to your partner or kept a secret from them. Sometimes even a lie can be well-intentioned. An effort to protect your partner from pain or hurtful knowledge… Or a secret is kept because you think the other person is not ready. It can be due to a lot of reasons, but I am fairly certain that this is an integral part of any relationship."
A heavy silence in the room.
Brennan stole a glance at Booth before returning her gaze to the floor. Booth didn't even try to make eye contact. He just stubbornly kept his gaze concentrated on his shoes.
Ah… Classic markers of a guilty conscience. Sweets mentally noted as he studied the body language of the two partners. Just a little more prodding. "Maybe you may have been uncomfortable with something your partner did. You are free to disclose it now. Remember, this is a zone of truth. No judgments."
Brennan's glance flickered to Sweets before its return to the floor. JFK assassination, Hank's secret…
Booth nervously bounced his legs. He was trying to come back with a suitable retort for the twelve year old boy. But his mind kept on saying that the kid was true. Ortez, Guy Hugs, being bad…
Sweets knows that his two most favourite patients are the most secretive and private creatures ever. Yes, Dr. Brennan was very frank but no one could find out the workings of her inner mind… what she feels… But Booth wasn't any different. Though the man would make loud declarations about his gut and family and love, perhaps no one had a more private life than him. He kept his secrets by publicizing the superficial facts about him… Perhaps the only person who could have little peeps into his life and his true feelings was Dr. Brennan. The two people sitting in the couch in front of him shrouded themselves in so much mystery, privacy and silence in a desperate attempt to hide themselves (the real them) and their flaws from the world… But he knew (Yes, Sweets knew) that when the silence breaks, it would be like the breaking of a dam. Unstoppable and life changing…
Sweets cleared his throat. "So any of you want to say anything? After all, since both of you place a high premium on honesty and transparency of your partnership, may be now would be the best time to disclose something that you felt were uncomfortable to say to your partner."
Brennan suddenly looked up at Sweets. Taking a short but sharp breath she answered, "I would like to say something."
Sweets was sure his face looked as shocked as Agent Booth's.
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A/N: Yes, a cliffhanger… Sorry about that. Tell me whether you would like me to continue. Please…