im sorry for those of who liked this story for the long hiatus, but i will be working on this story for a while uninterrupted... meaning more chapters to come soon ( YAY!) questions and comments are very much appreciated
"Its glad to hear you're doing great honey, we miss you so much" Cam said as tears threatened to spill
Days after they had arrived Paul insisted on taking Michelle to dinner so that all three of them could catch up
"yes Cam and I miss you so much, the house is so much quieter without you their" he said and noticed his adoptive daughter playfully glaring at him " and I mean that in the nicest way possible"
"well ill be on break soon and-" her sentenced was interrupted with Cams eagerness
"yes! , absolutely you can come home" Cam wrapped her arms around her daughter , squeezing her tightly and refusing to release her
"Cam, honey… let her go she needs to breath" Paul said noticing other patrons of the restaurant glancing in their direction
Cam let go of her daughter, and slowly composed herself as she too noticed the humored looks of the people around them. Even though Michelle was not her biological daughter, Cam loved her as if she were one of her own. Ever since they were separated years ago Cam was truly devastated and always had Michelle in her heart, missing her every day.
"of course ill come home for my two week vacation, I miss home" she began "don't get me wrong the college life is great but nothing is better than home" she smiled and looked to her mother whose eyes looked glassy, as if she were fighting back tears
"its great to hear sweetheart" Paul added "lets just enjoy our dinner"
"yes, I haven't asked you" Cam said as she gestured towards her daughter "how's school, are you having a great time?"
"yeah, its fun and I've met new people and made some new friends" she said happily twirling a piece of pasta "My classes are pretty interesting"
As her daughter spoke about her time at school Cam listened and enjoyed every moment as she ate her own plate of angel hair chicken pasta. Even though Paul had taken time off work he still received the occasional message, though he replied to them as quickly as he could so that he could just enjoy the time he had with his adoptive daughter.
They continued to eat their dinner, occasionally Cam had to use her napkin to wipe tears from her eyes as she heard her daughter stories of time spent in school. Cam and Paul sat and were immersed in their daughters stories, as a matter a fact just her presence was enough for them.
Their day had been filled with a large amount of adventure which left all three of them exhausted but happy. Their day had started when Angela had decided that it was time to go grocery shopping and was happy that both father and son would accompany her. When their shopping was done they all headed home to get ready to take James to the nearby park so that he could play and run around. When the time at the park finished they next headed of for lunch at a small café similar to the diner at home where they ate similar meals as well. When lunch was over they headed to the nearest botanical garden and simply strolled around for a few hours enjoying the fresh air. After a few hours of running around their son had finally become tired and threw his arms up so that his father could hold carry him for the remainder of their visit to the botanical garden.
The car ride home was silent at first as neither Angela or Jack wanted to wake up their sleeping son, so their conversation was kept down to a dull roar, that all changed when an angry driver honked and woke James up. To their amazement he didn't not wake up cranky but with a request
"Daddy Park"
Both parents looked at one another and agreed a little while at the park wouldn't hurt them. They watched their son play with other children his age but they also watched the sun set and decided that it was time to go home and eat dinner.
Dinner was cooked and devoured and dishes were washed, their son was bathed and just like his parents, ready for bed.
The Paris night was a cool crisp one, the night time air flowed through out the city. The night time was always silent and relaxing in their Paris home, except when the youngest member of the Hodgins- Montenegro family awoke in the middle of the night searching for his parents
"Jack, the baby, he's crying" she said while she gently poked at her husband
Although he was two years old their were still a few times when James woke up in the middle of the night wanting to be comforted by his parents
"alright ill get him" he yawned while flickering the bed side table lamp on, he stood and walked to his sons room. His sons room was jungle animal themed including a few trees painted by his mother, his crib was dark brown fitting in nicely with the wild life theme. When Hodgins reached his sons crib he immediately picked up his son and kissed his forehead "C'mon lets go too sleep with mama"
When he got back to his own bedroom his wife had rearranged their bed to make room for their only son. Instead of two pillows their were two and a half, instead of one large blanket their were two, a small green one for James and the large one for his parents.
Angela sat up awaiting her husbands return and when she saw them come through the door way she held out her arms "give me my little boy"
"mama!" he squealed with joy
"C'mon little man its time to go back to sleep"
"yes, come and lay down between mommy and daddy" she placed her son down and draped his green blanket over his little body and gave him another goodnight kiss "Goodnight my sweet little boy, I love you" her voice was sweet and soft
With their lamp flickered off and their goodnights whispered they all fell asleep embraced in one another.
He had parked his car and was now looking over his grocery list making sure he had written everything he needed for tonight's dinner. He had gotten to the fifteenth item on his list and mentally agreed with himself that he had written down what was needed and that it was time to go into the store an shop.
He walked up to the sensor opening doors and walked to the nearby carts and began his shopping. He pushed the cart to the produce isle and began to his search for the best vegetables for their dinner and even a few fruits for their dessert. With a few carrots in the bag and a couple of zucchini in the cart he moved on and looked for a few bell peppers to toss in. Holding a red bell pepper in one hand and a green bell pepper in the other he was startled when the young red headed woman asked what he was making himself for dinner
"excuse me?"
"I was just asking what you were having for dinner… maybe I could help you choose between them" she smiled brightly and flipped her hair to the side, her flirting was obvious
"oh... Uh I'm cooking vegetable pasta" he replied, still wondering to himself if it would matter to his partner which colors he got
"a man that can cook that's rare"
"yeah I guess…" he settled with one of each color and bagged the peppers and placed them into the cart and then quickly bagged some broccoli
"your wife is lucky, its rare when a man cooks"
"I'm not married" he replied flatly "I'm cooking for my son an-" he wasn't sure what to call his partner, was she just a friend or was she more "and my close friend" he finished
"oh I wish I had a man like you to cook for me" her smiled seemed to be getting bigger and her flirting grew. He finally caught on at what she was hinting at and decided it was time to stop, he needed to get back home to his two favorite people. The woman was tall, had long red hair and was slender, sure she was pretty but he knew deep down inside that the only woman he really wanted was his partner
"I'm sorry I have to go" he said, he caught her disappointment in her eyes
"oh, I'm sorry" was a she said when she left him their standing in the produce isle. He continued his shopping and began his search for bow tie pasta and some dessert.
He had found his pasta and now was wondering down every isle thinking of what he could make with the various fruits he had gotten. He thought about calling Brennan but decided he would surprise them with his choice in dessert.
Booth stood in the baking isle and decided that he would make a little cake with cut up fruit sprinkled all around. He choose chocolate frosting which he knew his son loved and some whipped crème, another thing his son loved when he was at his fathers house.
The food had been purchased and put away in the SUV , it was time for him to go home and cook heir meal.