Hello, chickies! It's Virtue. I must tell you that I have kind of stolen this idea from bertie456. Her story You're Lovely to Me is awesome, by the way. This story, however, will not be as long as hers and the chapters are not one shots. It lasts a week. It is based on the chorus of a song, a nineties Soul song that I don't know the name of. I think Mary J Blige sings it, but I am not sure. I've tried looking for it, but I can't find it anywhere. Anyway, back to the story. Each chapter corresponds with a day of the week. So every day, I will be posting another chapter. I have them uploaded except for Sunday, which is the last one. And since I won't be at school on Saturday or Sunday, I will post Saturday's chapter on Friday and Sunday's next Monday. So here is the one for this Monday. I hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: I own neither the show nor the song.
Monday, a friend of mine
Booth was working to finish a report at his desk when suddenly a large chocolate brownie with a multicoloured candle stuck in it materialised in front of him. He looked up at the person who put it there.
"Aww, Bones," he said, "You remembered my birthday."
"Yes. Now I believe it is customary to make a wish and blow out the candle," she smiled, "so, make a wish, Booth."
He looked at her and smiled. She was smiling back at him, pressing him with her eyes to blow out the candle.
"This is really nice, Bones."
"Blow out the candle."
He blew the candle, and the smile that spread across her face was the best present he had gotten for his birthday in a long time.
"What did you wish for?" she asked him with child-like eagerness.
That you were my birthday cake.Covered in icing and sprinkles.
"That I was not going to lose my son in two days," he said just as truthfully.
Her face looked as sad as he felt, "Oh, Booth. He will have a few holidays with you still. And phone call rates have become cheaper and call time more flexible in recent years due to advances in technology."
She sounded like a Vonage commercial, "But California is so far away Bones. Why on Earth does Rebecca want to move so far? Parker's got all his friends here, he has school...he has me."
At the sudden downturn of mood, Bones took action. She came around his desk.
"That is partly why I'm here. Now let's split this brownie and I'll take you anywhere you want to go for your birthday. Anywhere at all, as long as it's inside the city."
"Really?" he said as she grabbed his hand and helped him out of his chair.
"Absolutely. You shouldn't be so gloomy on your birthday. Nobody should. So, where do you want to go?"
How 'bout your bedroom?
"The zoo?" he said, "I hear they have a new snake exhibit."
"Please tell me you're joking," she said seriously. He gave her his famous smile.
"Come on Bones. You gotta face your fears."
"If you truly feel that way, we can swing by a circus on the way."
He had walked into that one.
"Okay. How about the movies?"
"Are you really going to go with them?" Bones asked Booth as they found their seats. Booth munched the popcorn from the big tub in his hand.
"Well, Parker sounded like he was serious when he said he wanted me to come with them. He'll miss me a lot, you know?"
"You are really a good father, Booth," she said, choosing a seat near the front, far from the other patrons in the theatre.
"Thanks." He sat beside her, willing his hand to stay put and not stretch along the back of her chair.
"What are we watching?" she asked him, taking popcorn for herself.
He looked at her, "Didn't you look at the poster?""Briefly, yes. Is it about some romance gone awry?"
"No, Bones. That wasn't the one I pointed to. I pointed to the one with the man with the machete in his hand. It's a horror movie."
"Oh."
"Bones, you don't want to watch a scary movie, do you? That's why I asked first."
"It's fine. Honestly Booth. It's your birthday; you should watch what you want."
"But, what if you get scared?" Do I get to hold you?
"Then I'll do the logical thing and get up and walk out."
"Okay. They say Cane Field is one of the top five scariest movies of the decade."
"Interesting."
"We can get out if you want."
"Booth, I'm not scared."
"Not yet. But you will be."
Twenty minutes later, Booth was slumped in his chair, the tub of popcorn on the floor, where it had fallen when he and Bones had jumped in fright. Bones was slumped beside him and they were squeezing each other's hand.
"He wont kill Katie," she whispered, "There is a greater likelihood that he will go after the guiltier one, and that is Carson."
"He's gonna kill Katie, Bones." Booth watched enough horror movies to predict who was going to die next.
"No, but she didn't do anything. He wants the ones who dug up the grave. Katie wasn't with them."
"She's gonna die Bones," said Booth as Katie's high pitched scream sounded out from the speakers.
"No."
The sounds of dislocating body parts met their ears and they huddled closer, wincing as screams rang in the air. Katie had met an untimely end.
"But she was innocent," said Bones, a tear rolling down her cheek, "He shouldn't pick on the innocent and defenceless. Carson was the one who dug up the grave. Katie didn't do anything."
"Bones, it's just a movie," said Booth as he caught the falling tear. He knew it was her sense of justice that made her react to Katie's death that way.
"I'm aware of that, Booth. But you do understand..."
"Yeah, I do." He cupped her chin. She gave him a weak smile.
"You know if this was real, we would find Katie's remains, and you and I would do everything to put this sick bastard behind bars," he said.
She nodded, "We would bring him down."
"Yeah. And Katie's death would be avenged. So don't cry." He smiled and he saw her smile brighten.
His breath caught as he saw how pretty she looked in the dim light of the movie theatre. It made him think of other places that usually had dim light. But then she began to turn away and he thought it was best to do the same.
They focused on the screen again, and their hearts sank.
"Not Bradley!" she exclaimed.
"He kind of reminds me of Zach. Poor kid," said Booth.
A/N: The slumping in the chair and hiding from the scary movie sounds like me. I don't watch them as a rule anymore. It's a waste of movie ticket money.
What do you want to do now?"
"Other than never step into tall grass again?"
They walked out of the theatre, glad for the sunshine after the dark bloodbath they had just witnessed.
"Yes. Would you like to get something to eat?"
"Actually," he checked his watch, "Parker's school will be over in five minutes. You mind if we go pick him up?"
She smiled, "Of course not."
They drove to Parker's school. The children were running out of the main building just as Bones drove her car into the car park.
"How will you spot him in this stampede?'
"There he is."
"Okay. I guess it may be because you've known him longer."
He got out of the car and hollered, "Parker!"
The little boy turned when he heard his father's voice. A wide grin stretched across his face. But then he turned and ran in the opposite direction.
"Where is he going?" Bones asked.
"To tell his teacher that his father's picking him up. You don't want Rebecca having a heart attack when he doesn't get off the bus."
"Oh. Smart."
The little boy ran and jumped into his father's arms.
"Daddy!" he shouted.
"Whoa, little man, you're getting heavy."
"No. it's just my knapsack. Hi, Bones!"
"Hi Parker," she smiled at him, "Did you have a good day at school?"
"Better than good. It was cool! We did a science experiment!"
"That is cool," said Bones, and she proceeded to listen to the simple physics experiment, that to her was most likely a snap, with much interest. Booth was proud. They got into the car and Parker continued to talk about his science experiment.
"My group got a gold ribbon for ours, because it was the neatest. But we couldn't carry it home. It had to stay in the class. But our teacher gave us these," he took a small certificate that looked like it was probably one of a package. The teacher put his name on it, and under that, it said he got it for being a 'Science Whiz'.
"Wow. I'm proud of you, Parker," said Booth. And he really was, "Guess what? It's my birthday today."
"Mom told me."
"So you and I both have things to celebrate. Wanna get a sundae?"
"Yeah! But don't tell Mom. She says I need to stop eating so many sweets, because I'll have cheeks like hers."
"Too late," said Booth and he reached around to pinch his son's cheek. He giggled. Bones laughed at them.
They were in the ice cream shop. Booth and Parker were busy trying to make Bones spit out her ice cream with laughter.
"Hey, Bones! Look at me!" Parker pulled a face by crossing his eyes and sticking out his tongue. Bones laughed, but she managed to keep in her ice cream.
"Bones look at that," Booth pointed. She fell for it and he reached forward and tickled her. Mocha almond ice cream came spewing out of her mouth.
"Ha! I win!" said Booth. Parker pouted.
"You cheated Daddy!"
"No I didn't."
"So how come you don't let me tickle Mom when we play with her?"
"Okay. So maybe I cheated."
"Rematch!"
"I regret the day I taught you that word."
"You two are despicable," said Bones as she wiped her mouth, "That is a game you play regularly?"
"Sure," they gave her similar looks of mischief.
"Well, I refuse to be your plaything," she said getting up.
"Where are you going?" Booth asked.
"To another table."
As she walked away, Parker shouted after her.
"Bones!"
She turned around, only to lose another spoonful of ice cream when he pulled another face.
"I win! I win!"
They reached Parker's house two hours later. Of course, neither Booth nor Parker wanted to leave the ice cream shop. When Bones pulled up to the house, he looked around the back at his son who was pretending to be asleep.
"Hey Parker. Wake up, you're home."
"Can't I come over your house tonight, Daddy?" he asked. Booth would have wanted nothing more. But Rebecca had called to say they still had packing to do.
"I wish. But your Mom says you still have packing to do, so we can't."
"I don't want to move," he said angrily, "Daddy, try to get the ticket so you can come with us, please?"
"I'll try my best," he ruffled his son's hair and got out the car to follow him to the house.
"Seeley," said Rebecca as she opened the door to let Parker in, "Happy birthday."
"Thanks," he smiled, "You guys almost ready to move?"
"I don't wanna move!" Parker shouted from behind the half open door.
"Yeah, almost. I hope you understand, Seeley, this is for my job. I really would love to have him stay near to you, but..."
"I understand," he really did.
"Bye." Rebecca closed the door.
"What do you want to do now?" Bones asked as he got back in the car.
He sighed, "I want to go home."
"Hey, Bones, I had a good time."
"Really?"
"Yeah. The movie scared me out of my mind, but yeah. It was fun," he smiled.
"I'm glad," she reached over and kissed his cheek. He felt all his organs do a back flip at the light contact. He resisted the urge to turn his lips to hers and pull her closer.
"Have a good night," she said.
"I'll call you." He got out of her car and watched her drive off.
He was fortunate to have great friends like Bones, to cheer him up when he felt like crap.
If only he could just stop fantasizing about her.
You must be wondering what a nice wholesome story like this is doing in the M section of the Bones Archive. I f you're really that curious, tune in tomorrow, when I'll put up the next chapter.
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