#daringhcarts

“now wait just a damn second here, jim - “ bones started, turning his gaze sharply onto his husband. “you mean to tell me that whatever weird dreams i was experiencing is some sort of mass hallucination going on around town? are we sure? this isn’t the water going wild or - something in the damn air?” he was confused, erratic, and most importantly - “oh god, what if it’s all real and this is our fake lives? oh hell...i’m.. i’m a doctor... i can’t take this.”

he paused, grocery bags in arms as he looked over at the guard. she looked as if she had a long day, or perhaps it was the way the sun was catching her face - he couldn’t entirely tell, but the concern and instinct that drove him to ask made him realize he was walking towards her before his brain could register. “have you been able to take a break at all?”