A/N: Third one-shot today! I don't know what came over me. This is really short, and composed mostly of dialogue. I really love Booth's son Parker, and I wanted to write a story involving him. I hope you like it! Review please!

Brennan knocked on the door, and almost immediately heard someone's feet pounding on the other side, as if they were running. The door swung open.

"BONES!" Parker yelled.

Booth came up behind him. "What did I tell you about answering the door , buddy?"

"But it's Dr. Bones" Parker replied.

"But you didn't know that until you opened the door, did you?" Booth said.

"No, Daddy."

"If you're going to answer the door, at least let her in," Booth said, picking Parker up.

"Come on in, Dr. Bones!" Parker exclaimed.

Laughing, Brennan took a step inside Booth's home.

"Hey Bones," he said. "Thanks for doing this."

"No problem, Booth," she responded.

"Okay, listen to me Parker," Booth said, grabbing his suit jacket. "Daddy's going to a dinner for the FBI, and Bones is gonna watch you. Okay? You be good for her."

"Okay, Daddy," Parker said, giving Booth a hug.

"Thanks again Bones," Booth said, putting his hand on her shoulder, and shortly after, walking out the door.

"Wanna play checkers, Dr. Bones?"

"Sure," she replied.

They both walked over to the kitchen table where Parker had checkers set up.

"Red or black?" Parker asked.

"Umm, black!" Brennan said.

"Okay, good. I like red the best," Parker said. "Do you want something to drink, Dr. Bones?"

He is a gentleman, just like his father, Brennan thought.

"No thank you, Parker," she said.

"You know, Dr. Bones. I'm very good at checkers. I bet you can't beat me."

"We'll see about that," she replied, laughing.

Parker made the first move.

"Do you like working with my daddy? Parker asked.

"Of course," Brennan replied. "He's a very nice man."

"He likes working with you too," Parker said.

"Oh yeah?" Brennan asked, making her move.

"Yeah. He likes you a lot," Parker said. "Almost more than my mommy." He moved his red piece forward.

Startled, Brennan asked, "Did Daddy tell you that, Parker?" She moved forward again.

"He doesn't tell me that much because I'm just a little kid, but sometimes at night, I hear him talking to God." Parker moved his piece over Brennan's, and yelled, "GOTCHA, Dr. Bones!" Brennan laughed, but was still preoccupied about Parker's confession about his dad.

"What does he say to God?" she asked him.

"He likes you a lot, but he's scared to tell you. He doesn't think you like him back. He wants God to make him strong so he can tell you."

Brennan moved her piece forward, extremely shocked by what Parker had said.

"You know Parker, you're not supposed to tell people what your Daddy says to God."

"I know, but I wish Daddy would just tell you. You could live with us Dr. Bones!"

Trying to avoid the subject, Brennan moved one of her pieces. "King me!" she exclaimed.

Parker was distracted for a moment, and placed one of his pieces on top of Dr. Brennan's, and moved again. They played for a while longer, not saying anything to each other unrelated to their game. Parker had stopped talking about Booth, and Brennan didn't dare to bring it up again.

After their game, Brennan told Parker to start getting ready for bed. After putting on his pajamas, and brushing his teeth, he ran back into the kitchen where Brennan was putting away the remnants of their game of checkers. "I'm all ready for bed, Dr. Bones," he told her. "Okay, Parker," she replied. She went with him into his room, tucked him in under the covers, and turned on his night light.

"Goodnight, Parker," she said.

As she was walking out, she heard Parker say, "Wait."

"What is it?"

"Do you like my Daddy?" he asked.

At first Brennan didn't know what to say. She took a deep breath and looked at Parker.

"Yes, Parker. Very much."

"Then maybe you should say a prayer too."

Brennan smiled at him, and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

"Goodnight Parker."

"Goodnight, Dr. Bones."