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2011-12-29 03:47 am (UTC)
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Frustrated with her lack of success, Brennan hangs up the phone. As far as she can discern, they
are
in Paris, France. On Earth.
But she can't get through to Booth. She can't leave. And that's more upsetting than she cares to admit.
It doesn't stop her from noticing the man waving in her direction. After a moment's pause and a quick, thoughtful frown, she walks towards him.
"Mr. Wyndam-Pryce?"
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But she can't get through to Booth. She can't leave. And that's more upsetting than she cares to admit.
It doesn't stop her from noticing the man waving in her direction. After a moment's pause and a quick, thoughtful frown, she walks towards him.
"Mr. Wyndam-Pryce?"