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She's never done this before but they had been insistent and when Parker smiled his father's smile she'd found herself unable to resist. Now she's holding tightly to Booth's hand as they slowly make their way around the rink and she can't remember the last time she felt this insecure. She knows he won't let her fall but she hates having to be this dependent.
"You're doing great, Bones."
"I feel ridiculous." She really has to work on her resistance to that famous Booth charm smile. "I can't believe I let myself be talked into this."
"You did this for Parker."
"Next time suggest flying a kite or playing soccer. Anything so that I don't make a fool out of myself."
"You play soccer?" In his astonishment, Booth lets go of her hand and just as he realizes his mistake Brennan loses her balance and winds up on the floor. Despite his concern, he can't hide his laughter as he bends down to check on her. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," she growls, glaring up at him. "No thanks to you."
"Bones, I'm really sorry."
She smiles and slips her hand into his. "Next time we're doing something you're really bad at."
