A/N Hey there. I know I haven't finished Secret Lives but this little story has been bugging me to be written down. I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: Anything you recognise from Bones belongs to them. I do own Lisa, the liitle boy and the little girl.
Special Agent Booth walked up the stairs to his house. For the last two weeks he had been working on a serial killer case so when the latest body had shown up in Chicago he and his partner had flown over there for 5 days. Now he was finally home and all he wanted to do was see his wife and kids.
"Daddy" yelled his four year old daughter launching herself into his arms.
"Hey there princess" he said smiling at the little blond haired girl in his arms.
"Were you good for mummy while I was away?" he asked.
"Yes" replied his daughter "Look what I drew you" she said running into the lounge room to grab her paper from under the mass of crayons and texta that where thrown all over the table. "Do you know what it is?" She asked shoving the paper into his face.
"Um…" he said. 'Santa' mouthed his wife leaning against the kitchen doorframe.
"You drew a picture of Santa" he exclaimed.
"You knew?" asked the little girl surprised.
"Of course I knew" said Booth proudly. "Hey bud" he said to the nine year old boy coming down the stairs.
"Dad" yelled the boy "Your home."
"Did you guys have a good time while I was away?" he asked.
"Yeah" said his son.
"Mummy even let us stay up to wait for you" said his daughter excitedly.
"I did" said his wife walking into the room "But the other half of the deal was that you went to bed as soon as daddy got home"
"Okay" said the two children trudging up the stairs.
"Daddy will tell us a story" asked the little girl climbing up under onto her bed.
"Okay" said Booth sitting down and pulling the kids onto his lap.
"Once upon a time" he began "there was the coolest, greatest FBI agent. Now this FBI agent has a special job because he worked with some very smart scientists at a place called the Jefforsonian"
"Daddy, what's the Jefforsonian" asked his daughter.
"It's a big museum in the city where Aunty Angela and Uncle Jack used to work" said Booth.
"Anyway" he continued "Even though the FBI agent liked working with all the squints, that's what he called the scientists, he especially liked his partner, Doctor Temperance Brennan whom he called Bones."
"That's silly" said his son laughing.
"I know" said Booth "But that was his special way of telling her how much he loved her.
"Oh" said his daughter "Did they get married?"
"Eventually, they did, but before that they worked together for a few years and caught lots of bad guys."
"Cool" said his son.
"Yeah it was cool" said Booth "So after they got married Temperance adopted The FBI agent's son who was four at the time and he loved her so much that he called her mum. And then after one year they had a beautiful little girl with blond hair."
"Like me" said his daughter smiling up at him.
"What happened after that?" asked his son.
"Well for two years they where very happy, but then Temperance began to get sick. The FBI agent took her to the doctor and they found out that she was very sick. All her friends and family where so sad, but Temperance wouldn't let them cry yet, and so for the last few months of her life they had heaps of fun. They had parties and went to the circus and the park with the children, but sometimes she would just sit with her husband and they would lye there quietly, remembering all the fun times they had had together. They did this for a few months but then Tempoerance got so sick that she couldn't go out anymore. And then one very sad day in August she died in the arms of her husband and he finally cried"
Booth looked down at his two small, blond haired children. A few of the tears he had been holding back fell down and hit his shirt, narrowly missing his daughter who had fallen asleep against his chest.
"It took a few years for Temperance's friends and family to move on, but they did. Even her husband, though he kept his promise to her and never forgot or stopped loving his Bones, even today. The end" he whispered picking up his sleeping son and carrying him into his own bed. "Goodnight" he said kissing the children on the tops of there heads.
"Sleep well" and with that he turned off the lights and closed the doors.
"You know you were brave to tell them that story Booth." said his wife taking his hands in hers.
"Thankyou" he replied "It was hard. But they need to know about her. After all she was there Grandmother."
"I love you Lisa Booth" he said, leaning in to kiss his wife.
"I love you too" she said "Special Agent Parker Booth.
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