This is a story that follows to 'Special Agent Booth'. This story has a lot of emotion, and is focused on the Zach/ Melinda relationship, it alsso focuses on the special friendship Scully/Brennan/ Melinda share. Angela is alsoo a friend of them, but will be refered to in this story.

Prue will appear in this first chapter, the realy problem is situated in this chapter. I want to know what you think is wrong with Melinda, what you would advise her, and if it's bad. I know what she has, I just want to know what you guys are thinking, so I can know it's realistic. Chapter two will alsoo give other important information, so I post them together.

DISLAIMER: Brennan, Booth, Scully are not mine. Prue, Melinda and other Addy childeren are. I don't own any story lines related to Bones, and I'm very gratefull they made Bones in such an amazing show.

Enjoy this story!

1. Little girls worst nightmare.

Melinda woke up early in the morning. Next to her husband who was still sleeping. She was tired. Her face had turned red, and she was trying to get up.

"Get back to sleep." He heard her best friend mumble in his sleep. She gave him a small kiss on his cheek. She got out of the bed. She slowly walked off the stairs.

"Where are going mummy?" Prue was standing behind her in the hall. Her cheeks were collared red. She took the small 4 years old in her arms. She kissed her cheek, and carried the small child down.

"Want to have some breakfast sweetie?" The little girl pointed to the cornflakes

She handed her the cornflakes. The small girl putted it in her bowl.

"Mummy, are you staying home today?" The girl looked at her with those blue eyes. "Because I don't want to go to school. I want to stay with my mummy!"

"No, Prue. You need to go to school."

"Can I get to Auntie Tempe?" The small girl looked at her. "I haven't seen auntie Tempe like in forever."

"You can drop by Auntie Tempe after school, is that alright?" Prue nodded her head. "And I think you should make her a nice drawing. Because we both know she loves them."

"And I'm better then that stupid boy."

"Prue, what did I tell you about calling Parker stupid boy?" Melinda looked at him.

"That we should get along. Cause one day we perhaps will be family." Prue said "And that I can't steal any of his candy. "

"And…" Melinda gave her a tough face.

"That I always should finish my vegetables before I get of the table." Prue smiled "I know that mummy!"

"And why can't you take candy from Parker?" Prue asked

"Cause you told me to?" Prue gave her that smile that her husband used to giver her before cutting open a body. Like he knew just what to expect. The truth was he never did really know what to expect. He never did. Neither did Prue. He was usually wrong. She putted the girl in the little car seat. She felt a pain in her stomach. She was rather pale.

"Mummy, are you sick?" the little girl asked, "Mummy you should go see a doctor. Not Dr. Tempe, but another Dr."

"No, sweetie. Mummy is just tired." Prue took a part of her between her fingers, and putted on a playful smile.

"Mummy you should come with me, do some nappy time." Prue gave her a smile that Evan used to give her. Her mind went crazy. -Stop thinking about Evan, Melinda. Do not keep on hurting yourself. The little girl gave her a pat on the back, which caused her to squeeze of pain. She had a huge bruise there. Yesterday she had fallen down, not that hard, but she bruised easily.

"Sweetie, so, what have we finished talking about yesterday?" Melinda watched her little girl once again. After all this while, you would think the girl would not listen. However, she did.

"That Santa is real." Prue hesitated. "And that I shouldn't go around telling them that he does not exist, because I don't want to hurt any children."

"And?" She putted all her attention on that and. Like she was asking her a question that would change her entire life. Wich it was not really.

Prue had been difficult in class lately. She had told her classmates, that Santa did not exist. And that Christmas was not supposed to be a holyday, because Jesus was born in August. Then she had told the entire class that they could give her the present, because she was the only one that deserved them. The teacher had gotten mad, and she had sent Prue out of the class. Later Melinda had to come to the principal's office. He told her that Prue would not stay in the class, if she would continue to be a pain. So Melinda had talked to her child.

The little girl looked at her mum still confused. "I shouldn't do what?"

"Prue, you should not say that you are the only one who deserves presents. Just because you're the only one with a father who's dead, you shouldn't take advantage of that."

"But daddy is better then all other daddies. Both of them."

"Prue, you shouldn't think you're more important, because we have a lot of money. And your daddy is not around anymore. You cannot practice pressure on you classmates like that. It's very wrong you know that."

"Okay." she hugged her mummy. "But everyone is making fun of me."

Melinda turned to her little girl. She had tears in her eyes. Did she really miss that her child was hurt? The girl hugged her again.

"They yell at me." Prue cried harder "They say I'm a loser. That I am not welcome. They call me a looser, a bone child. They will not let me play with any of the toys. So I told them that Santa does not exist. Cause I wanted the teacher to notice. But she hates me. "

"Sweetie, please stop crying. Everything will be okay." Melinda confronted her girl. "See, I'm going to talk to the teacher right now. And I'll get those people to play with you, sweetie."

Melinda walked up to the teacher. She patted her on the shoulder.

"Can I have a word with you, miss?'"

She walked towards the gate. "My daughter says all the other children are making fun of her. And for a matter, I do believe her. She was crying, and she tried to get your attention by saying the Santa thing."

"I'm sorry, but I don't think I would be able to miss something like that." The teacher was very strict. "I believe your child is trying to talk herself out of this situation. Even worst, Prue did not attempt to get together with the other kids. She just sits there by herself."

"I know my child." Melinda had a mad look. "She mind not be the social butterfly. However, she most definitely would not lie about people making fun of her. She is standing there, all by herself. She is afraid to approach the other children. That's not my fold, and it's not yours either. But can't you find a way to get them to accept her."

"Excuse me." she was mad "I don't think I should treat your child differently, just because she's a little genius child. That is the offspring of 2 of the biggest anthropologist. If you child wants to find friends, then you should help her."

Melinda watched the other children run to Prue. They got around her. They all pointed at her. They all shared the same evil smile. "Looser, looser." they yelled at her. Some of them started to yell that her mum was a dead person lover. And all other bad things.

"See she gets what she disserves" the teacher said while turned away from the situation.

Melinda got over to Prue, hugged her. And carried her away.

"You have known about this all along." Melinda was mad "You let them make fun off her; after all she's been trough."

"Hey what doesn't kill her makes her stronger." The teacher said

Melinda walked trough the gate, putting Prue back in the car. The small girl was crying. Melinda was feeling awful, how could she have missed that her child was sad. She should have known that Prue old never do anything bad. Not really. She would never hurt someone to get her point. She was a sweet gentle child. She was adorable. How could this teacher not be enchanted by her blue eyes and her cute brown hair?

She entered the Jeffersonian institute. Booth was walking toward her. He saw the tears on the little girl's eyes.

"What happened?" He was very worried.

"I found out why Prue told everyone that Santa doesn't exist." Booth watched her, curios for the exact reason. Brennan was standing right next to him.

"Because he doesn't." Brennan answered. Booth was a bit surprised that his girlfriend/partner was right beside him. She was staring at Melinda.

"They have been making fun of her." Melinda explained. "The teacher said, that she was lying. And I told her that my child would never do that. Therefore, I caught the children, making fun of her. Calling her a loser, they even said her father was stupid. Because he got shot."

The little girl reacted by crying a bit harder. Booth saw that girl.

"And the teacher, didn't she do anything?" Brennan asked

"No, she was saying that she should not treat her differently, because she's the child of two famous forensic anthropologists. And she said that what doesn't kill her makes her stronger." Melinda watched Booth

"You should go talk to the principal. She cannot treat, little Prue like that. She has to help to help her communicate. I mean that's her job."

"I'm not going to that school again. And neither is Prue." Melinda said, "So I need a new school. Where does Parker go? "

Booth watched her. "He goes to just a normal school, nothing fancy."

"That's exactly what we need." Brennan watched confused. She expected Melinda to send Prue to a very expensive exclusive school. However, she did not.

"I don't see the point of sending her to an expensive boarding school, when she gets all of science at home." Melinda explained, "She needs to be around people who are not like her. She needs to communicate."

The small child was still in her arms. Trying so hard to get to Brennan. Her arms were pointed at her, waving her little hands toward Brennan. Showing her, she needed to hold her. To calm her down. However, Brennan's arms were crossed over her chest. In addition, she did not see the little girl try to get her attention. She still had tears in her eyes.

"Aunt Tempe." She cried trying harder to get her attention. Melinda looked at her. And she saw that Brennan's eyes were on her. Brennan took her in her arms. Kissing her cheeks.

"Prue, are we going to Uncle Max, do some nice experiments." Brennan asked

"Yeah!" Prue's tears were practically gone. "Can we do test with dry eyes, and the smoke. Or bottles."

"We can do anything you like." Brennan replied "And we will watch High school musical after that.

"Yeah!" Prue smiled

"So do you want to enroll Prue in Parkers school?" Booth turned to her again

"Yeah." Melinda turned to him. "This was a school that was very expensive. THey know me, they made fun of her. Calling her Bone child, and all that. It is not fun. I just want her to go somewhere, where she is just a little girl. And not somewhere, where kindergarten teachers have an MD from Stanford."

"I get it." Booth smiled to her. Melinda felt a pain in her lower back. She was sick all the time, and it had become worst ever since that fall. Booth watched her. Melinda got away. She turned from Booth. Heading to do some work. Hoping it would get better. However, it did not.

Melinda mentiones somewhere that Parker could become family of her once. She's not refering to the Booth/Brennan relationship in any way. She wants Melinda and Parker to get together when they grow up, wich they evantualy do. Read the Girl in the mud. I just wanted to make that very clear.

Thanks for reading.

TempeGeller