A/N – I refused to post this until I finished my last multi chapter fic. Which I now have done. I can't concentrate on too many things at one time. This one is going to be wonderfully fluffy. My smut demons have been relegated to the cupboard under the sink. I'm fairly certain they can't escape until the next time I need carpet cleaner. And that will be... well how long is a piece of string?

I know it's short but think of it as a prequel to the main story. If you like the idea and want this continued then please let me know.

Disclaimer – Nothing mentioned here belongs to me.

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It had been bugging her all day. "Why so happy Booth?"

"The sun is shining, we just solved a tough case, I have pie and good company. What's not to be happy about Bones?"

She eyed him suspiciously as he devoured the sweet pastry in front of him.

"That's not it," she pondered. After a moments consideration she pulled herself forward confidently. "It's something to do with Parker." Temperance waited, her eyebrows raised in inquiry, expecting Booth to elaborate on her new found instincts.

Booth dropped the spoon with a clatter. "Damn, you know me too well Bones. Yeah... Rebecca said I can take Parker on vacation this year. I was thinking Disneyland..." His voice trailed off as his imagination took control.

She took a sip of tea. "You will hate it." It was spoken so flat, so void of emotion, so...

"Bones! What? No! Why?"

"My parents took Russ and I when we were children. My dad hated every minute of it. he tried to hide it, but we knew."

"I'm nothing like your father, Bones!" grumbled Booth, before shoving a spoonful of pie into his mouth.

The usual bustle of the diner lulled into an awkward silence as Temperance continued to sip her tea.

"Mnuffin rike phim" he spluttered, anxious to displace the atmosphere, spraying particles of stewed apple across the table.

"Booth" she chastised. "Sometimes you can be quite disgusting."

"Me! Oh... that is rich coming from you, Miss I'm happy to wear somebody else's hand over my own!"

"That was three years ago. And, I might add, a legitimate way of retrieving a fingerprint, ergo aiding the investigation."

"It was still one of the grossest things I ever saw Bones. Way, way beyond speaking with your mouth full."

She shrugged indifferently and took another sip of tea.

"So if you think I'll hate Disney so much then where do you, oh supreme child vacation expert, suggest I take Parker?" Booth grumbled sarcastically.

"You could both come with me. It would be much more enlightening."

Booth threw his arms up in exasperation. "Of course Parker would enjoy digging up dead bodies in some remote dessert," he declared animatedly. Booth shifted in his seat as he considered Parkers reaction to the finger in the nest. "Wait, maybe he would enjoy that but Rebecca would freak and it would kill any chance I had of taking him away again."

"This summer I've chosen not to spend my vacation identifying remains as usual, well... not human remains."

"So whatcha doin'?"

"I have been invited to join an old friend of mine, a zoologist, in Madagascar. They have made several fascinating finds in recent years, including previously unidentified species. And there are several archaeological digs that have uncovered some amazing relics. Supposedly including a key to finding lost treasures. I am actually anticipating the trip as being quite enjoyable."

Booth was listening with intrigue now. "And you'd want Parker and me there?"

"Yes." Another sip. "The itinerary I have been sent promises to be quite the adventure."

"Like in 'Romancing the Stone'?" Booth suggested excitedly.

Brennan looked at him in bewilderment.

"C'mon Bones, Michael Douglas? Kathleen Turner?"

She shook her head.

"Danny DiVito, I mean, Danny DiVito."

"Are those names supposed to mean anything to me Booth?"

"They're actors Bones. It's a movie. A really famous movie. She's a writer, he's an adventurer."

"And you're making an analogy to us."

He smiled at her as realization hit. "Yes Bones, that is exactly what I'm doing."

"Are they responsible for a child in the film?"

"No."

"Then your analogy is inaccurate because we would have Parker accompanying us."

Booth rolled his eyes at her. "But you know Indiana Jones right."

"Does he work at your office?"

"Christ Bones, Indiana Jones. Raiders of the lost Ark, Temple of Doom, Last crusade..."

"I don't know what that means."

"Of course you don't! Why would you?"

"Booth you're acting like a child."

"Hey I just realized something" he began to laugh.

"Dare I ask?"

"Heh, wait for it. Indiana... Bones. Heh heh. Bones, it rhymes with Jones." Booth struggled to maintain his composure as she sipped calmly on the remnants of her tea.

After the hysteria that had overcome him finally subsided he calmly continued to eat the remaining pie.

"So you want to come with me then?"

Booth considered her offer. "Dunno, I was really looking forward to Disney."

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A/N – Sound like a vacation you'd want to hear about? You know you need to press my buttons!