~~So I have a new fanfic! This should only be a one-shot. It was inspired by a picture I found on Facebook, and I will use the photo as the cover for the story. As I'm typing this on an iPad, you'll have to excuse any spelling, grammar etc errors, as well as the fact that the A/N isn't in bold. The story is set during the start of season 6 after Booth and Bones get back, but before Parker finds out that his father is home. Enjoy!

Oh, and in case anyone has been reading my Cars fic, i really am truly working on the next chapter at the moment, honest, and this is just something I'm doing with writers block~~

Nine year old Parker Booth stood on the footpath outside the Royal Dinner, waiting for his mom. School had just finished, but that morning his mother had told him to meet her at the dinner after school that day. It seemed, however, that she was late. He pulled something out of his pocket and glanced at it. It was a brand-new iPod touch, something he treasured, because it had been given to him by his father, just before he went to Afghanistan to fight in the war, seven months earlier.

According to the iPod, it was four-thirty, making his mother very late, so Parker decided that it was too cold to be standing out on the footpath, and went inside. He sat down at a booth in the back and pulled out his iPod again and stated playing a game. He was right in the middle of a round of Jetpack Joyride when the door opened and a gush of cold air blew in. Parker looked up from his game, expecting to see his mother. But it wasn't his mother. In fact when he saw who it was, he was so shocked that he dropped his iPod on to the table. The man who had walked in was carrying a large bag, looked incredibly tired and was wearing a camouflage suit. Over the left breast, there was a patch that said 'U.S Army'. But it was what was on the other side that had caught Parker's attention. It was another patch, one that simply said 'Booth'.

Parker was ecstatic. His dad wasn't supposed to be home for another five months! He snapped out of his trance-like state and jumped up, running towards his father. he crashed in to him, wrapping his arms around him. His father hugged him back, tight.

~~so thats it. just a short one-shot, i guess, but I enjoyed writing it, so i hope you enjoy reading it. R&R.

Fly On.~~