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With the sudden death of Parker's mother, the FBI agent had gained legal custody of his four year old son. It took Seeley by surprise how attached the little boy had become to his anthropologist friend and partner. He's never seen this side of Temperance, in such a motherly way.
Parker was Temperance's little helper and it surprised Angela that he was a permanent fixture along side of her friend. He seemed to shadow her everywhere. Booth didn't know quite how on being a full time father and needed much help in that department. At the Jeffersonian, everyone had taken turns as babysitters. Hodgins provided piggyback rides. Zack had built him a life-sized robot and with the help of Angela, Parker drew numerous pictures and presented it to Temperance. She proudly displayed it on the walls of her office.
Temperance was Booth's child's permanent babysitter, which she didn't mind. It frightened her, though, for now the most important someone in her life was his son. It was six in the evening on a Saturday night and there was the sound of little footsteps and a child's laughter outside of her door.
"Dr. Tempe!" Parker pounded.
Quickly she opened her front door and he hurriedly into her arms. "Surprise!" He squealed.
"Hey! I didn't know you were coming by! And it sure is a surprise!" She hugged him tightly as Booth stood by and watched, wishing he was the one in her arms. "You're getting to be a big boy!"
"Uh, sorry. Parker insisted we come by. Hope we weren't intruding. I could order pizza for dinner. Sorry, maybe you had other plans. We should have called."
"It's okay, Booth. You're a welcomed interruption. I wasn't getting anywhere with this new chapter of mine."
"Pizza!" Parker hollered.
"Then pizza it is!" She laughed.
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Parker was sprawled on Temperance's living room floor sound asleep. The partners-in-crime were quietly drinking coffee when the little boy's sudden cries made Booth jumped out of his seat and darted out to him. He sat beside him and wrapped his arms around his trembled little body.
"Hey pal, it's okay. You had a bad dream?"
Parker fought his daddy and screamed. "I want my mommy! Mommy!" He cried.
Temperance bent down and gently rubbed his back. "It's okay, sweetheart, your daddy's here," she told him. "Poor thing, he's remembering his mother. Does he sometimes cry out for her?"
"No, it's the first time he's done this. Shh, it's going to be alright. It's okay. Daddy's here." Booth spoke calmly.
"I want my mommy," he cried out uncontrollably and tried to break away from his father. His weeping eyes roamed around the living room. His eyes met with Temperance's and he held out his arms. "Mommy!" The little boy cried tearfully.
Booth released his hold on Parker and immediately made his way towards the doctor. He wrapped his arms tightly around her neck and laid his head on her shoulders. Temperance gasped and held on to him. Slowly, she rocked him back and forth.
"Hey, it's just a bad dream, sweetie pie. Go back to sleep." She felt his heart pound loudly.
"Mommy," he whispered as he tried to keep his heavy eyelids open. "Mommy Tempe." Quickly he fell back to sleep. She hummed softly to him.
A warm smile crossed Booth's face. He held back his tears which was building up inside of him. He felt the soft pitter patter of his heart as he watched his son in the comfort of the arms of the woman he silently loved.
Quickly, Temperance brushed a tear which rolled down her face. Her eyes locked with Booths. He just smiled and nodded.
TBC - Chapter 2
