Under the Bed
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Rating: It's safe.
Summary: Brennan babysits Parker.
A/N: Hello everyone. This is my second Bones fic. I tried not to be too OOC, but I still need some practice writing for Bones. Anyways, enjoy!! Please review!
"Come on Bones. Please," Booth said following her into her office.
"Where is Rebecca?"
"She's in Vermont for the weekend," he replied.
"Don't you have a nanny or an on call babysitter, Booth?"
"No, Bones, that's why I'm asking you to watch Parker."
"Booth, I don't think it's a good idea-"
"Why not? I know you. Parker knows you and he likes you."
"What about Cam? You had a relationship with Cam and Parker will probably be more comfortable with her. Plus she has experience with kids Parker's age." Brennan sat in her chair behind her desk and began jotting down notes.
"But I'm asking you," he said stepping in front of her desk. "Please? For me Bones?"
She looked up at him, finding her soft spot; his eyes.
"Fine. I'll babysit Parker for you while you attend the FBI banquet."
A grin spread across his face. "Thank you Bones. You're the best."
"I am aware of that," she said nonchalantly.
"I'll drop him off at your place at eight."
"I was thinking I'd babysit Parker at your place. Wouldn't he be more comfortable there?" Booth smiled again. "What?" she asked with a smirk.
"You sound like you know what you're doing, Bones. Come by at eight. The banquet starts at eight thirty."
"Okay. Should I bring anything? Like a board game or a book to entertain him?" she asked making him chuckle.
"Bones, it's two thousand and nine. Unless you're bringing a new video game system, just bring yourself."
"Oh, okay."
"I have to go pick up my tux. I'll see you later Bones."
"See you later Booth."
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"Are there any special instructions that I need?" Brennan asked as Booth attempted to fix his tie.
"No sweets after nine thirty, but he knows that," he replied.
"Here," she said moving in front of him and swatting his hands away, "Let me help you."
"Thanks," he said clearing his throat.
"There you go," she said once she finished.
"And Bones, remember he's a kid. He needs less Bones and more Brennan."
"Both names refer to me, Booth," she said with creased eyebrows.
"I mean less scientific. He still believes in," he glanced around and lowered his voice, "Santa and the tooth fairy."
"But they aren't real. They're myths and legends passed from generation to generation to control the behavior of kids. They're lies. "
"I understand that, but Parker doesn't, okay. Just think about what you say before you say it and please don't ruin his childhood."
"Fine, Booth. I'll do my best not to expose the truth about life to Parker."
"Okay," he said looking into her eyes. "And no dancing phalanges."
"Children love the dancing phalanges," she said holding up her fingers as he opened his front door.
"Don't Bones. You'll embarrass yourself," he replied, "Parker!"
Parker came running into the living room.
"Hey. No running. Listen to Bones while I'm gone okay?" Parker nodded. "I'll see you in the morning when you wake up."
"Are we still going swimming tomorrow?" he asked with excitement.
"Only if you're good for Bones."
"Okay."
"Bye buddy," he said kissing his on his forehead. "Thanks again Bones."
"Have fun," she replied as he closed the door. "So, Parker, what would you like to do?"
"I'm hungry," he said.
"Okay. I think that I can prepare you a nutritious meal."
"What's nitrish?" he said following her into the kitchen.
"Nutritious," she repeated. "It's from the Latin word nūtrītius. It's anything that provides nourishment, which is usually food, to the body."
He looked at her quizzically, looking just like his father. She knew he didn't know what she was talking about.
"It means healthy. I can prepare you a healthy meal."
"I don't think my Dad has that kind of stuff here."
"Ah ha. Spinach," she said finding a bag of freezer burned spinach in the back of the freezer. "That expired two years ago."
"I don't have to eat that do I?" Parker asked from the stool near the island.
"No. It's past the expiration date. It's no good," she said tossing it in the sink. "Do you like pizza? I can order a pizza."
"Can we get cheese?" Parker asked.
A/N: This is TBC. The title will come to light later. I'll update chapter two soon!
