This short story takes place after "The Past in the Present".
I don't own Bones.
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Booth had been having a bad day. All he could think of was the fact that it was four days until Father's Day and he wouldn't be able to see either one of his children. Parker was back in England with his mother and God knew where Christine was because he sure didn't. He'd arrived home early after working on paper work all day. He wasn't involved in any active cases right now; but, he'd finally talked Cullen into allowing him to work on Cold Cases. If he couldn't help with new cases, he could at least try to bring justice to the victims who had been all but forgotten.
Opening the mailbox once he got home, Booth had been delighted to find an envelope from his son. Walking slowly into the house, Booth stared at the envelope and remembered the last time he'd seen Parker. He'd had his family with him then and now he was alone. Walking into the living room, Booth dropped his jacket on to the back of the couch and then sat down. Putting all of the mail on the coffee table in front of him, Booth picked up Parker's envelope and noticed that his son's handwriting was improving. Opening the envelope, Booth found a funny Father's Day card and a letter.
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Dear Dad,
I sure miss you Dad. I didn't want to go back to England so soon but Mom said we had to. She wouldn't say why. That's ok. I kind of like it here. I've got some new friends and we play soccer together. I went out for soccer at school and they let me on the team. I wish you could see me play Dad. I'm pretty good. I miss football and baseball though. They don't play those here. They have a weird game called cricket but I don't understand the rules. I was going to try to play rugby but Mom won't let me. She said they don't play with helmets. That seems dumb Dad. I don't play soccer with a helmet but Mom said No. I bet you'd let me play.
I love you Dad. I miss you and Bones and Christine. You tell them that I love them. Please tell Christine that her big brother misses her. I bet she misses me. Tell Pops that I sent him a card too.
Mom says to say Hi and she said she loves you. If you can call me on Father's Day that would be neat Dad. I won't stay on the phone long if you don't want me to. I just want to talk to you if it's ok.
Love,
Your son, Parker
P.S. Sorry that the Flyers didn't make it to the Stanley Cup Finals this year.
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Smiling, Booth reread the letter three times. Putting Parker's letter down next to him on the couch, Booth reached over and picked up the rest of the mail and looked through it to see what was there. Finding an envelope without a return address, Booth opened the envelope with hope. In the envelope was a single folded sheet of paper.
Opening the paper, Booth found an outline of a small hand with a little red, accurately drawn heart in the center of the palm. Next to the handprint in very neat letters were the words, I Love you Daddy.
Feeling tears flowing down his cheeks, Booth smiled and stared at the hand print.
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Happy Father's Day to all of you Dad's out there.
Sorry Penny, I know I said I was going to do a Father's Day story between season 6 and season 7; but, this is what popped into my head. I hope you enjoyed it.