A/N I usurped Baby Booth's name from some1tookmyname.

Thanks for reading it before posting, some1tookmyname and BonesSarah

This is for ProfeJMarie. . .

Disclaimer: I don't own a damn thing.

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"Parker? What are you doing here?"

"Heya, Bones. It's me. Sorry for not being around through most of this. School has been crazy."

"Do not apologize. I don't need two Booth's hovering around. Your education very important."

"If it wasn't for you, studying at Georgetown wouldn't be possible."

"Parker, listen to me. You're my family. I've been there for every significant moment in your life. Families help each other, your father taught me that. So that's just what I did."

"Bones, I've been thinking about something else too. Remember when I was 10, you and Dad threw me that birthday party."

"That was the Star Wars phase. I remember. I still do not understand why they release prequels twenty years after the originals. . ."

"Ha, well. . . anyways, I was just thinking of how awesome it was when I got that Mace Windu light saber at the party. No one else at school had the purple one. The other kids only had blue and red. I just wanted to thank you."

"Parker, that was 10 years ago. I wanted to purchase every light saber, your father reminded me a ten year old only needed one. Having something no one else does that tends to elevate a status in a given social circle. You're welcome, again."

"Bones, there's no one else like you. I'm happy to be your son."

"Parker. . ." Brennan pauses. "I'm happy too."

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"Dr. B, oh. . . Dr. B. Look at you."

"Dr. Hodgins. . . This was expected."

"I know, but it's not easy seeing you like this. I'll never forget thinking we may not get out of the car. Never see the sun, again. Still get nightmares sometimes."

"It's difficult being here, too. . . I'm still haunted. I knew Booth. . . I knew he would not give up. I knew he would find us. But thank goodness for your perseverance in wooing Angela. Without that expensive perfume, one can deduce that when we were found, we would have been dead. I remember the promise to go Swiss with said perfume bottle. Then, you reminded me you were quite wealthy. So we left it at that."

"You mean Dutch, Dr. B. I'll never forget what you did. You kept me alive. You kept me focused. You kept the faith."

"Hodgins, please take care of Angela for me. I know this isn't easy on her."

"Always."

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"Bren, we haven't had enough time yet. We're supposed to grow old together. Watch the kids grow up. Take pictures when they go to prom. Cry about sending them to college. Go on family vacations."

"Ange, you have Hodgins to grow old with."

"Sweetie, I know. But a girl needs her best friend. I can't tell Hodgins about everything." She winks. "You know what I'm saying."

"Yes, you are referring to me being another female. You relate to me in a sisterly way, and cannot expect Hodgins to understand."

"Exactly. I'm just not ready to let you go. This scenario gets a 2-star review. But I will make sure that beautiful girl of yours wears dresses and glitter."

"I don't know what that means. You have no control over this, Ange. It's the effect of the illness. You don't need to buy into the stereotypical gender roles formed by society for my daughter."

"Science-y until the very end." Says a misty Angela.

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"Mama. Mama"

"Hadley, baby. Come on up, sit next to me."

"Mama, I don't like the tubes in you. Do they hurt?"

"No, they don't hurt. They are helping me breathe."

"This thing looks like silly string." Hadley points. "I remember Daddy chasing me around the yard with silly string. Do you remember that?"

"I do. Your father had the brilliant idea to buy the entire case of it. We had silly string in the house for a long time."

"Mama, can I tell you a secret? We still have it. I think Daddy bought more."

"That sounds like him."

"Mama, are you gonna hurt for much longer?"

"No, no. . . Hadley, baby. I'm not."

"Good, 'cause I don't like when you hurt."

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"Booth. . ."

"Bones, this sucks. I want more time."

"It doesn't work like that, you know. We've known this day was coming for a year."

"I don't care. When I said I wanted 30, 40 or 50 years with you, I meant it. I always thought we'd get to 50." Booth says with tears. "I still want 50. I will never get to hold you again without these tubes. I will never get to run my fingers through your hair again. Though, the bald look suits you. I will never get to make love to you again. Our house, our kids, our squints, our bar, our diner, our jobs. Never again, will it be you and me. Never again."

Brennan is crying, "I'm sorry, Booth. I'm so sorry for not being able to give you what you want."

"Bones. . . Don't you dare. . . Don't you dare think that. You've given me everything and more. For that, I'm forever grateful."

"Booth, promise me something?"

"Whatever you want, Baby."

"Promise me, you'll never forget me."

"How could I forget you? You're my life, now and forever. I love you."

"I love you, Booth. Never doubt that for a second."

Per ProfeJMarie – lightsaber, dutch, 2-star review, silly string and love. All dialogue (except for minor narrative description to denote who is talking - that kind of thing)