A/N: Hi, this is my second fanfic and it's supposed to be my first multific. English is not my fist language so I apologize for every mistake I made and you may always correct me if you feel the need to.
I'm not really sure where I'm going to take this but I have some ideas, suggestions are always welcome. :)
This was it, this was the place where she had to be. Or so she hoped. After a plane trip with a delay of two hours and five hours of taking busses through the city she made it, she was exhausted. She hadn't have a proper night's sleep due to nervousness.
Just when she was about to go up the porch stairs an old but friendly man came outside. 'Ah, you must be Temperance Brennan, the Sweets' their little girl, although girl doesn't exactly define you, you're a fine young-lady already.'
She just stared at him, not really knowing what to say. 'Oh, I'm sorry, my name's Hank Booth, but I'm sure you already know my name,' he said.
'Yes, I do, my foster parents were speaking really fond of you and assured me I would be in good hands.' She smiled at him and he genuinely smiled back. 'Well, come on in. Do you want to get settled in your room first or do you want me to show you around the house?' He asked her while he was helping her up the steps and inside the house with her luggage.
'I think, I'd like to get comfortable in my room first and rest for a bit. I haven't really slept for eighteen hours now and I'm starting to get a little bit tired,' she said.
'Alright, I'll help you with these,' Hank said pointing to her suitcase and her overstuffed backpack ,'and then I'll leave you at it until dinner's ready, which will be in four hours. Is that okay with you?'
'Yes, that would be nice, and thank you again for letting me stay here. It means a lot to me and…'
He silenced her with a smile and said: 'you don't have to thank me, I'm just helping out my friends and I'm certain they would've done the same if my grandsons needed a place to stay during their college-years.
'You have grandsons?' The question was out before she realized it.
'Yes, two. Seeley is the eldest, he's 23 now but he won't be around for a while and there's his younger brother Jared he's 19 and he decided last year that he wanted to study in New York so he won't be bothering you either.' He smiled, he seemed to be really fond of his grandsons.
'Oh well, if they take after their grandfather I doubt they would be bothering me.' She smiled back at him. It still felt weird for her to make comments like that but her good friend Angela had taught her and she was a quick learner.
'Just wait till you meet them,' he said as he led her to her room.
Temperance entered her room and she was awed by the view. It was painted in soft shades of purple with a queen-sized bed in the middle of it. On the left there was a big window with a view over the backyard. In front of it there was a desk that matched the bed and on the right side there was a closet that also matched the other furniture.
Too tired to check out her new room further she collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.
Two hours later she was woken by loud crying. She went downstairs to see what was going on and found Hank Booth with a little boy, around one year old with curly blond hair, in his arms. When Hank heard footsteps he looked up at Temperance and smiled at her. 'This is Parker Booth, my great-grandson.'
Hope you enjoyed it!