Disclaimer: Not mine.
This is for all of you wonderful people who either read, reviewed, or alerted Parker's Excitement. You all totally made my day!
This is sort of a sequel. I hadn't planned to write one, but some of your reviews got me thinking. So I will try my hardest to not disappoint.
(Note: While this takes place after Parker's Excitement you don't need to have read it to understand this one.)
Three weeks later...
Parker had been a bouncing ball of energy ever since his Dad and Bones had told him about the new little addition. It seemed to be the only thing he could think about. But not tonight. As he sat in his room doing his Math homework his mind wandered to his friends. Most of them had either a brother or a sister, or even both. Some of those friends didn't get along with their siblings and for the life of him Parker couldn't figure out why.
His friend Matt had an older brother named Johnny who constantly teased him, but no one else was allowed to pick on Matt but Johnny. You knew while they may fight at times they still loved each other. Then there was Parkers friend Carter. He had two little sister's and he couldn't stand to be in the same room with them. He was always being mean to them and Parker had even seen him push them off their bikes before. Parker couldn't understand how you could hurt your family like that.
Parker had always wanted a sibling. Someone to play with and take care of. There was no way he would ever hurt his little sister. Maybe some day he would be like Johnny and tease her, but he would never be mean. She would know without a shadow of a doubt that he loved her with all his heart.
He looked down at his Math book with a sigh. It was his weekend to be with his Dad, but he couldn't call Booth to have him pick him up till his homework was done. Parker only had three problems done, and seven more to go. Normally he could have had them done in fifteen minutes, but his mind would not stay on the book. So far he had been sitting there for half an hour.
"Man I'm never going to get this done." He groaned and dropped his head to his desk. Parker left his head where it was and thought about all the things that had happened the last few days.
Bones had left for a Anthropology Conference in New York on Wednesday. Since it was Booths weekend to have Parker he was going to pick him up after school on Friday and drive to New York and meet up with Bone. Parker and Booth had planned the whole weekend with things the three of them could do when Bones wasn't in her Conference. Parker had been ecstatic. He had tried to convince his mom to let him skip a few days of school. He figured that way him, Booth and Bones could have Wednesday thru Sunday to do stuff. His mom wouldn't go for it. Parker had even said that Bones could teach him most of the things he needed to know just by going to the museums. All he got for his pleading was a 'sorry dear, you're going to school'. Not that it mattered in the end anyway.
Thursday morning Parker was once again in high heaven. He was telling Matt for the umpteenth time what his weekend was going to be like. They were at recess, Parker and Matt sat on the swings with their feet dangling back and forth. That was until Dylan showed up.
"Hey Parker Brat. Don't you have anything else to talk about? You're starting to sound like a broken record." Dylan was right behind Parker and as he spoke Parker stood up and turned around, leaving the swing between them.
"If you don't like what I have to say don't listen you big jerk." While they were the same age Dylan was at least a head taller and 20 pound heaver. Not that that scared Parker in anyway, but Matt certainly didn't like the odds if it came down to fist's being thrown.
"Come on Parks, lets go talk some where else." Matt said as he grabbed Parker's sleeve trying to pull him away.
"Yeah Parks, go with you little friend. Why don't you talk some more about your Dad and his stupid girlfriend and that stupid baby."
Parker's face turned bright red with anger. "Don't you call Bone stupid! She's the smartest person on the planet, you moron."
"Oh yeah! Well then why did she get pregnant when she wasn't married then huh? That's not very smart is it?"
"You shut up! Stop talking about stuff you know nothing about." Parker was furious and he curled his hands into fist's. How dare Dylan talk about Bones like that. There was no way anyone was going to call Bone or his baby sister stupid. Not if he had anything to say about it.
"Come to think about it, it's not your lady friend whose the stupid one. It's your Dad. That's the second kid he's going to have without being married. Isn't it, Parker?" Dylan said this with a mocking smile and a gloating tone of voice. Parker couldn't take it any more. It wasn't so much what Dylan said but what he had implied.
Parker pushed the swing out of his way with one hand and swung at Dylan's face with the other. Dylan was not expecting this and staggered back a step, but came right back with his own punch. Matt didn't want to get in the middle of a fight, but he also didn't want Parker to get hurt. By the time he started yelling for a Teacher, Parker and Dylan were both on the ground neither getting the upper hand. A crowd of students had gathered by the time the Teacher's had broken up the fight and both boys were escorted to the Principals office.
That had been the official end to his weekend. No amount of explaining or pleading or shouting, not that that had ever worked in the past but hey it was worth a try, had worked. His Mom didn't even want to let him spend the weekend with Booth after this little incident. But she had plans already made and couldn't change them to include Parker. So reluctantly she agreed to let Parker stay with Booth. With one condition. No going to New York. Something that Booth had totally agreed with, much to Parkers disappointment. So instead him and Booth would spend their weekend at Booths apartment. Doing who knows what. 'Probably spending it in my room,' he thought.
As Parker sat up and finished his Math assignment he wondered how mad his Dad was going to be. He hadn't had the chance to see him, just over heard him talking with his mom on the phone. They both had been so excited to spend time together with Bones. Parker had started to think of it like a first time mini family vacation. And now he had ruined it.
'Oh boy, I am in so much trouble.'
The ride from his Moms house to his Dads apartment was made in complete silence. Silence was something that for the last few weeks had become a foreign concept. Though he still hadn't got rid of his wiggling. This time it wasn't in excitement but in anticipation of the unknown. After Booth parked the SUV they got out and headed upstairs. Still in silence. It wasn't until they got into the apartment that Booth spoke.
"Go sit on the couch. You want want anything to drink?" Booth asked as he walked towards the kitchen.
"Juice please." Parker replied and he curled up in the corner of the couch, trying to make himself as small as possible. His dad returned handing him the juice and sat down in the middle of the couch. They sat for awhile just sipping on their drinks until Booth spoke.
"Start from the beginning. Tell me everything that happened yesterday."
And so Parker began his story, not leaving one word or detail out. He even explained how he was feeling and what he had been thinking as it happened. After he finished he lowered his head and they sat in silence again. Finally Booth took a deep breath and slowly let it out.
"You know that your not suppose to fight."
"I know."
"What you did wasn't exactly wrong Parker."
Parker's head flew up and he looked at his dad in confusion, "What?"
"Standing up for what you believe isn't wrong. It's they way you handled it that was wrong."
"Oh. So I should have walked away." Parker once again lowered his head.
"I can't answer that bud. Maybe you should have. Or maybe you should have told a teacher. I don't know. But what I do know is that you can not go around hitting people because they say something you don't like."
"I know. And I'm so sorry dad. It wont happen again. I promise." He looked at his dad as he said this.
"I know Parks. Come here." Parker was a little to big to sit in his dads lap but neither cared. The Booth boys were content to cuddle on the couch together all evening long.
AN: So what did you think? I love writing Parker but I'm a little nervous to write Booth. Don't want to write him wrong. Next chapter will be about the boy's weekend and they talk about babies! Thanks so much for reading!