Okay so here I am again. Deep down I was hoping people would ask me to continue this fic, so I am. I hope you like it. Thank you all for the wonderful reviews.


It seemed like an eternity but it must have been just a few minutes when they were brought out of their silent grieving by the shaking voice of Rebecca.

"Seely what happened? Where is he?"

Booth immediately got up and I with him. But as he moved towards Rebecca she stayed back. She knew that even though she felt deeply the hurt of loosing Parker it wasn't the same pain Booth and Rebecca felt.

"Rebecca maybe we should sit down."

"No Seely I don't want to sit down. I want to know what happened to my son."

"Rebecca there was a car accident."

"An accident? How? He was in school."

"He ran out to the street to get his ball during recess and apparently the car didn't stop on time."

"Well how bad was it? I want to see him."

There was a silence among all the present. All she had eyes for was Booth. She could only imagine how difficult this was for him.

"For god sakes Seeley tell me how's Parker?"

Booth still didn't answer so I did. "He didn't make it Rebecca."

It seemed just after hearing my voice Rebecca realized I was there. "What do you mean Dr. Brennan?"

I was about to explain when Booth moved closer to Rebecca, and led her to the chairs where they both sat down. "The doctor came out a little while ago. He said Parker.." she heard the hesitation in his voice as it seemed he was getting the courage to give her the news. "He said Parker came in with several internal injuries from the accident and even though they tried they couldn't save him."

"Are you telling me he's dead?"

He only nodded and it took her but a second to start crying hysterically. Booth tried to calm her down but she was simply devastated.

That image of Rebecca and Booth heartbroken faces hasn't left my mind these pasts' days. The funeral took place this morning. It was a beautiful ceremony but I wished it never happened. We are back in the apartment now and I'm worried because Booth has barely spoken.

"I am going to order some Chinese food; you haven't eaten anything since yesterday morning."

"I am not hungry."

"I am still going to order it. You have to eat." So I got up, called the order in and went back to sitting in the sofa with him. He had a blank expression. His eyes were opened but he wasn't really looking at anything. "Booth can you talk to me? You've barely said two words since the hospital." I waited to see if he would answer but he didn't. "I know I am not the best at these emotional talks, and that's fine, but maybe speaking with Sweets or Angela, someone."

"I don't want to talk." And with that he got up and went inside the bedroom.

I sat for a moment, unmoved and yet feeling the emptiness besides me cause by his absence. I know he is suffering and I know I need to give him time but he is the first one who has always encourage me to share what I'm feeling. So I get up and follow him. I hear water running, he must be taking a shower. So I sat by the bed waiting for him to get out.

When he does his expression is still the same but I wasn't about to let him ignore me. "You know what I don't care that you don't want to talk. You'll have to tell me something. Cry, scream, and throw things. I don't know do something other than looking stoic and ignoring everyone around you."

He didn't answer right away, so I went to him, I hugged him, and it took him a moment but he hugged me back. "I'm here for you. Let me help you."

"I don't know how to do this Bones. I don't know how to keep living with this pain. It's like someone broke my heart in many pieces."

"I know Booth. I am sorry. I am so sorry. This shouldn't be happening to you. Parker was such a good boy. So much like you."

"I just want to go to sleep, then wake up and all of this just be a nightmare. I keep expecting to wake up and find my son smiling at me."

Silent tears were falling down her face. She hated seeing him like this. "It's okay to cry. It's okay to be sad. I'm here, always."

He hugged her tighter. "Don't let go Bones. Don't let go."

And she didn't. They ate together that evening and then went to sleep early. She was a woman of science and reasoning, but ever since Booth entered her life she had slowly become a person of hope, and she was really hoping they would be able to work through this.

The next morning arrived soon enough and found them both going back to work. She and Booth had discussed this the night before.

"Don't you think going back to work tomorrow is a rushed decision? Maybe taking some more days off would be good."

"If I just stay home I'll go crazy. I need to be doing something useful Bones. I need something to keep me busy."

"I understand, sometimes I get so lost in work that everything else leaves my mind."

"That's what I'm aiming for."

And now they were each on their separate ways to work. However as soon as she arrived at the Jeffersonian she wished she was back at home. Every single person she crossed paths with gave her their condolences and all she did nod and keep walking. By the time she got to her office she was ready to lock herself and let the day fly away.

"Hey sweetie."

Angela entered the office closing the door behind her and Brenan immediately felt better. Her friend had this ability to make things more peaceful just with her presence. "Hey Ange."

"I thought you would be taking some days of to be with Booth."

"He's back at work too so there was no reason to stay home."

"How's he doing?"

"Bad. He won't talk a lot, but I can see he's a different man than he was last week."

"Well, it's understandable, losing a child must be really hard. Booth loved that little boy. I still can't believe this really happened."

"Me either."

"How about you? How are you dealing with all this?"

"I am trying to be strong for him."

"Did you tell him yet?"

Angela was the only person other than her doctor who knew she was pregnant. When she started suspecting it she had confided in Angela and she had been with her to the doctor's office to do the exam.

"No. How can I?"

"Sweetie you have to tell him."

"Angela he just lost his son. I can't just blurt out that I'm pregnant."

"So you're not going to tell him? Is not something you can hide long."

"Of course I'll tell him, but not right now."

"When? Is not like he's going to forget his son is dead next week."

"I know that. I just need time."

"Time for what?"

"Time to find out if he'll want this child."


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