A/N: Howdy all. Long time no see! So...we put forth a hiatus challenge at Bonesology and since I'm sort of the boss lady there, I thought it was only fair that I give this one a go. Basically, it's 50 words as prompts for snippets and drabbles, one a day if you can manage it. You can start anywhere in the list, as long as you go in order from your starting point. I'm going to start at the beginning and try for daily posting, but you know me…probably won't happen. I'll do my best to at least finish this one. Fingers crossed!

If you're interested in more reliable authors who have also chosen to take on this challenge, search the site for FaithInBones and AmandaFriend. They're both doing an outstanding job so far!

Thanks for reading…

~NatesMama

Comfort

"Is she asleep?" Booth whispered as he stepped into the bedroom, walking carefully towards the bed and sighing with relief as his daughter's face appeared, eyes closed and breathing even.

Brennan nodded and adjusted the blankets. "Finally. I thought she was going to cry until she made herself sick." She shook her head as Booth gently settled on the other side of their daughter. "I'm worried that she's not adjusting to Sweets being gone. It's been six months, Booth. Generally, children Christine's age adapt to the death of a family member sooner than this."

Shaking his head, Booth resisted the urge to run his fingers through the soft, brown hair on the pillow next to him and instead reached for his wife's hand. "Everyone, even kids, process grief differently." He sighed heavily. "And Christine did get very close to Sweets when…" Clearing the catch in his throat that appeared whenever he thought of his unfair incarceration the year before, Booth continued. "When, you know…I was gone. And that's another thing, she was pretty upset about everything that happened then, and add losing her Uncle Sweets on top of that, it's understandable."

"I suppose. I just want her to be happy again."

"I know. You're a good mom, Bones." Booth smiled softly and leaned over their girl to claim a quick kiss and a soft rub of Brennan's growing belly. "Christine and this little one here are really lucky to have you."

"Thank you, Booth." She slid down to lay next to the sleeping child between them and smiled. "And you are an exceptional father. I chose very well when I made you my mate."

Stifling a chuckle, Booth joined his family in bed and pulled the comforter over all three and a half of them. "Thanks, Bones. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Booth."