Authors Note; Hi there! I started this story back in Jan, and I have had yet to share it on here because I've decided to re-write it. There wasn't/isn't much to re-write in the beginning chapters but I did however need to fix the formatting. I have about 3 and a half chapters re-written so far and all together there are six chapters if I'm not mistaken so soon I'll be able to work on new chapters and you guys will have frequent updates of this story since a lot is already written. :P And these chapters are pretty long usually, too. :3 Oh, and a huge note! When the character "Ellie" is speaking the words are supposed to be misspelled so you can have an idea of how she talks. (:

Disclaimer; I don't own Bones...Unfortunately. Wish I did. I do however own Ellie and Jackson since I made them up. xD

Chapter One

The Bug In The Bone

"Stop that! It's mine, Dylan! Give it back!" A brown headed little girl pulled at her stuffed toy. It was a Lady bug. Her blue eyes were glazing over with tears.

"You gonna cry? What a baby." Dylan, the little boy, who was 3 years older than her held the stuffed Lady bug over her head. The little girl's pig tails bounced slightly as she tried to reach for her toy.

"Give hur back, Dylan!" The tears started to fall, and the 6 year old girl sniffled and tried to hold them back. However, her face lit up when she heard a familiar voice.

"Hey! Is that your toy, kid?" A tall, much older boy stood over them.

Dylan looked up and nodded. "Yeah! It's mine." He lied, holding the stuffed toy closer to him.

"You're a liar. That's not your toy." The older boy snatched it from Dylan's hands and his brows furrowed in anger.

"Yes it is! Give that back!" Dylan tried to reach up for it, but he was too short. The older boy knelt down and pulled Dylan closer by his collar.

"If I catch you messing with my baby sister again, you're gonna be sorry." Dylan stared at him, swallowing hard.

"You can't do anything to me…You'll get in trouble." he squeaked out.

The older boy narrowed his eyes and grinned. "You think I care about that? I'll beat you so hard you wont be able to see straight. Don't you ever touch her, don't even look at her. I'll know, and I'll find you. You hear me, kid?" Dylan looked terrified now, as he nodded his head.

The older boy let go and shoved him a bit as he stood up. "Now get going!" He barked, watching the younger boy scramble to his feet and take off running.

"Parkoar! You saved hur." The little girl squealed, grinning up at her brother. He chuckled and picked her up.

"C'mon Bug. Dad is gonna kill me if I don't get you home soon." Parker Booth was now 16 years old. His little sister, was Ellie.

Ellie laid her head on Parker's shoulder and hugged her stuffed Lady bug tight. Parker had given it to her for her 4th birthday, and she never went anywhere without it. "Are you gonna stay wiff me tonight?" She lifted her head and stared at him with big blue eyes, something she had inherited from her mother.

"Yes, Bug. I'm watching you and Jackson while Bones and Dad go off with Aunt Angie and Uncle Jack." Ellie smiled and wrapped her arms around her brother's neck, kissing his cheek. "Eww, gross. El, you know not to give me your slobbery kisses." He teased, setting her down.

"Parkoarrrr, can I pwease have a piggy back wride?" Those big blue eyes we're something Parker could never resist. He sighed and shook his head with a grin.

"Alright." He knelt down and helped her climb on, wrapping her little arms around his neck and holding on to her stuffed animal in one hand as she did so. Parker held her securely, and began their usual walk home.

Parker always walked her home. He walked her to school too, always looking out for her. Besides, if he didn't, his dad and step mom would kill him. "Hey, Bug…You know you aren't gonna be the baby of the family anymore." Parker readjusted her as he continued walking down the sidewalk.

"I don't undorstand." Her little voice cracked slightly as she sniffled, obviously getting a cold. Parker chuckled to himself, noting how much she was like her mother.

"I mean there's another baby on the way, right? Mom's got a bun in the oven." Parker replied, smiling a little as he felt her lay her head against his back. He really did love the little girl to death. He took better care of her than most big brother's would.

Ellie sighed. "Parkoarrrr, You don't make sense. I don't know what dat means." Parker chuckled again and stopped, setting Ellie down and bringing her to face him.

"Listen, Bug. Mom explained to you that, she was pregnant, right?" Parker stared at her as she thought this through. Finally she nodded.

"Yes, mommy said somethin' about sperm and eggs and dat-" Parker covered her mouth.

"…Yeah. What's dad's version?" Ellie licked her lips before she replied.

"Oh, daddy said dat an angel came down a put a baby in mommy's tummy…And then mommy yelled at him cause she said dat angels don't exist and I forgot what else." She looked up at the sky in thought, trying to remember.

Parker laughed quietly and shook his head. Bones and Booth hadn't changed. "Alright, here's the deal…There's this disgusting process of how babies are made…and you'll learn that when you're my age. But for now, let's keep it simple and not ask how babies are made…Anyway, mom's got a baby in her stomach, and when it comes out…you wont be the baby, you wont get all the attention you normally get. But that doesn't mean mom and dad forgot about you, it's just gonna be a little hectic at first. A baby is really needy and it drools and shi-" Parker caught himself before he could curse in front of the little girl.

"I mean…poops. So the rents wont always have time for you, but once everything calms down it'll go back to normal. I just want you to be prepared, okay, kiddo?" Parker searched for any recognition in his sister's face. She was of course very smart and perceptive. Smarter than most six year olds, anyway.

Ellie was deep in thought before she finally nodded. "Okay, Parkoar. I undorstand now." She held up her arms to be carried again and Parker rolled his eyes as he picked her up. She was extremely light, that wasn't the problem…She was just getting older and needed to stop that.

He didn't really mind carrying her. She was so petite that she barely weighed anything. "Hmmm." Ellie mumbled, resting her head on Parker's shoulder.

"What are you thinking about, Bug?" Parker had started calling her bug when she was 3. She had picked up a wasp by it's wings and carried it to his dad, who almost had a panic attack, while Bones assured him that she wouldn't be stung so long as she released the bug outside. The bug never did sting her, and from then on she was obsessed with bugs. They fascinated her, so Parker began to call her his little bug.

Ellie sighed and hugged her lady bug tighter. She was sleepy. "Where does it come out?" Ellie asked, though she didn't pick up her head. Parker turned to open their front gate, shutting it behind him.

"How does what come out?" He replied, walking up to the house.

"The baby, Parkoar. How does it come out." Ellie lifted her head now, brows furrowed. Parker paused.

"Don't even go there, Bug. If you want that question answered…I'm sure Bones would be happy to tell you." He shivered at the thought of the answer to that question as he opened the door to their home and stepped in.

"We're home!" Parker yelled, setting Ellie down.

"Parker! I need to talk to you." Booth's voice called from his bedroom.

'Crap…I know that tone.' Parker thought. Ellie ran into the kitchen and returned in her mother's arms.

"Parks, how was your day?" Brennan smiled softly at the boy, who was almost as tall as her now.

"Oh, hey Bones." He walked toward her and enveloped her in a hug, before kissing her cheek. "It was fine, I guess." He replied. He still called her Bones. It had always felt a little weird to call her mom, but he did every now and then.

Brennan never really minded. She loved him no less than she loved Ellie, her own flesh and blood. And Parker, had always loved Brennan like a second mom. She had always been there for him. She even took care of him when he was sick, and still did.

"What does 'fine I guess' mean, Parker?" Brennan watched Parker carefully, trying to read his body language. Parker chuckled quietly.

"It means I had a pretty average day. Stop worrying and trying to read me. I'm fine, mom. I promise." He gave her a reassuring smiled and hugged her again, but for a much longer time.

Ellie was pretty much asleep on her mother's shoulder, so with her free hand, Brennan wrapped an arm around Parker's neck and kissed his cheek. "Okay…You just seem to quiet lately." She said in a soft tone as they both pulled back. She looked at him with concern washing over her features.

"I promise if something was wrong, I'd tell you both." He smiled at her once more and looked over at Ellie, grinning. She was passed out. He touched the little girl's cheek softly and turned to go find his dad.

Brennan took Ellie into her room and lay her down in her little twin sized bed, tucking her in and kissing the top of her head. The little girl snuggled her Lady bug and heaved a content sigh. As she walked out, she could hear Booth talking sternly to Parker. "Some kid named Dylan's mom called…"

Booth had his arms folded. His brows we're wrinkled. Parker sighed. "Am I supposed to know who this Dylan kid is?" Booth glared at him now, but Parker was completely serious.

He had no idea who Dylan was. "It's the kid you scared the crap out of, who came home to his mother crying cause some big bully yelled at him and made him pee his pants." Parker laughed now.

"The kid peed himself? Geese…" Booth let his jaw clench.

"Parker, I can't believe you'd pick on some kid who's Ellie's age. Telling him you'd beat him up!" His voice was starting to raise and Parker winced.

"I wasn't really gonna hurt the kid, and he wasn't Ellie's age…He was like 10 and he was picking on Ellie!" Parker began to raise his own voice, getting aggravated.

"And that makes it okay?" Booth yelled.

Parker balled his fists. "He made Ellie cry and was taking her stuff, trying to lie to me and say it was his. I told him not to pick on my sister and that if he did, I'd find him. It was just to scare him so he'd stop messing with her. He's always screwing with her! I'm not gonna let some spoiled little brat of a punk who's old enough to understand what's right and wrong, pick on my little sister!"

Booth stepped closer to his son, causing him to step back. "And you're old enough to know what's wrong and what's right…" Booth said lowly. Parker's fists tightened, his knuckles turning white.

"Damnit! You tell me to look after her, and I do! That kid never stops torturing her. Almost every day! I finally got fed up and told him to back off. It was just to scare him, it's not like I'd actually hurt some little kid. Ellie was crying, and I now realize how much more mature my six year old sister is compared to that little brat. Pissing his pants on the way home. Who's the baby now!" Parker was on the verge of hitting something.

Booth was about to explode, but he felt someone push him away. It wasn't Parker. "Booth!" Brennan was suddenly standing in front of Parker. Booth's face lightened as he looked down at his wife, the small baby bump beginning to form. "Stop yelling at Parker!"

She had her hands on her hips and was glaring fiercely at him. "But I-" Booth tried to speak, but Brennan cut him off.

"I don't want to hear it. Parker did nothing wrong. It would be different had he struck the boy, but it's obvious he was just taking care of Ellie. It's not as if he did it for pleasure. You're both going to just get angry at each other for no rational reason. Now both of you hush before you wake up Ellie."

She had put her foot down, it was obvious who was the boss of the household. Booth sighed and walked off to the back door. Brennan turned to see Parker with his head down.

He was staring at the floor, his hands still balled into fists. She took them both so he would relax them, and he did. They spread out over hers, and she ran her hand over them both softly. "Are you calming down, now?" She asked quietly.

Parker took a breath and nodded. She had seen him do stupid things when all worked up. Brennan took his hand and led him to his own bedroom, pulling him down next to her on his bed. Parker hadn't looked up, and Brennan sighed.

"Are you going to tell me what's going on in that head of yours, Parker?" She looked down at his hands, knotted and bruised. Parker stayed silent. Brennan took one of his hands and ran her thumb over it. "Please, Parker. You know that you can trust me."

Parker looked up at her, warm brown eyes glazed over. He sighed and rubbed his face into his hands. "I'm just tired, bad headache." He said, looking back at her.

Brennan rolled her eyes. "I know that's not the problem, Parks." She rested a hand on his forehead a moment. "But you feel a little warm." She sighed. "Look, Parker. I know something is wrong. I'm not stupid and I'm very observant. Just stop hitting walls when you get mad, alright? Your poor Bones have suffered enough of that."

Parker stared at her with wide eyes. Brennan raised a brow. "I told you, Parker. I'm not dense, and I can look at your hands and see the mess you've made of them." She looked at him with a sad face.

"I know you aren't dumb, Bones. Everybody and God knows that." He chuckled and she looked at him funny. "Never mind. But, I'm sorry. I wont. I just get so angry sometimes…It feels good to hit something."

Brennan nodded. "Yes, but there are other ways of releasing anger. You could run. If you run and break up a sweat, it releases endorphins into your body. It's a substance in the brain that attaches to the same cell receptors that morphine does. So it makes the body feel good." Parker laughed softly and fell back on the bed.

Brennan grinned slightly. "What is so funny?" She stared down at him as he shook his head.

"Nothing, I'm just glad to be so lucky to have a second mom like you." He smiled up at her, watching her cheeks flush a soft shade of pink for a moment.

"I don't believe in luck, but…" She paused, grinning back at him. "If I did…I'd say I was pretty lucky to have a son like you. Even if you aren't my biological one, I love you just as much." She watched him sit up now, and suddenly his arms were wrapped around her snuggly and his face was buried in her shoulder.

Bones had never said anything so sweet to him before, he was sure it was the hormones, but he loved it. She was speaking her heart instead of her mind. She hugged him back and kissed his cheek. "Are you okay, now?" Brennan asked, as they pulled back.

Parker smiled with a nod. "Yes. Thank you, mom." He replied quietly, almost in a shy tone.

"Good. I've got to go get ready, are you still okay with watching Ellie and Jackson?" She was slowly standing now.

"Yeah, I'm cool with that." He nodded and watched her smile.

"Thank you. You know where I am if you need me." And with that, she was off.