Title: Unexplainable Event
Characters/Pairing: Booth, Buffy, Tru
Warning: Character death.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bones, Buffy, Tru Calling, or any of the characters involved!
It was one of those days, where nothing seems right, and nothing makes sense. Agent Booth was accustomed to this type of day, but today... it was different. Stronger, deeper, and he swore that déjà vu couldn't even explain it.
The blonde girl that appeared on the table before him was an anomaly in more ways than one. She was whole, for starters. No bones and rotting flesh, just a whole girl with soft honey curls and sweet strawberry lips. But it went further than that.
Something inside of Booth swore that he knew this girl, yet he had never seen her before in his life.
He caught sight of Bones out of the corner of his eye, and tried to listen to what she was saying. But out of the muddle of complicated words, all he caught was the gentle whisper of a name. Buffy Summers.
He stood there for a while, watching the still body, maybe almost praying for her to wake. Just so he could understand.
His silence was broken by the presence of the coroner coming to collect the body. She smiled sweetly and apologized for the mix-up. Her dark brown hair fell around her shoulders, and there was something familiar about her as well. Yet it wasn't quite the same, the connection wasn't nearly as strong.
He watched as the brunette slowly glanced down at the blonde, and he could've sworn he saw her gasp. But a shake of the head and a few quick blinks took care of any shock she may have shown, and she continued with her job.
Booth's eyes traveled between the two girls, his head still swirling with confusion. Who was Buffy Summers? The name sounded like something from a dream he had years ago, and he asked the coroner what her name was.
She raised an eyebrow, but answered with the words; Tru Davies. He didn't recognize this name, and suddenly he had more faith that he wasn't going crazy. But then the word Faith caught in his mind, and he was right back where he started.
As Tru rolled the body away, Booth's face fell at the loss. He felt a warm hand on his shoulder and turned to see Angela standing beside him.
She gave him a small smile. "It's okay, sweetie. I know it's not easy to see them like that. Makes you wish their guardian angel had tried a little harder."
Booth couldn't explain the incredible guilt that he felt upon hearing Angela's last statement. He glanced at the far away coroner one last time and closed his eyes, willing this all to go away.
Agent Booth suddenly woke up in his bed and just knew this was going to be a nonsensical day.