A/N: This chapter has a religious theme to it. I added some of my personal beliefs to it. I've based Parker on my two youngest nephews, who are 3 and 4. Most of the scenes are based on things that one of my 3 nephews or 4 nieces have said or done. I hope you enjoy this chapter and all the ones to come. Thanks to Goldpiece for being my beta once again.

Holes in Heaven

Parker and his father, Seeley Booth, lay side by side on a blanket. The soft grass underneath made a semi-comfortable bed. The night air was still warm and lighting bugs danced along on the breeze. Above the father and son duo, the dark night sky was filled with stars. Close by a small fire burned and the smell of hot dogs still hung in the air.

"Daddy," Parker said softly, breaking the silence.

"Yeah, bud?"

"Why are there so many stars in the sky?" Booth smiled at the question. A question that truly a child could only ask.

"Because that's the way God wanted it," he answered. His smile grew even larger at the thought of what his partner, Dr. Temperance Brennan would say if she heard him tell his son that. Parker was silent for a few moments.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, Parker?"

"What are stars?" Booth considered the new questions. What were stars?

"Well, you see the blackness," Booth started, pointing up to the sky.

"Yeah."

"That's the floor of Heaven. And stars are tiny holes in it that allow the light of God to shine down to Earth." Even through he couldn't see his son's face, Booth knew that Parker was thinking. He could see the boys mouth slightly pinched together, his forehead creased and his dark eyes focused. Yes, Parker was definitely Booth's boy.

"Then how come we can't see them in the daytime?" Parker asked. "Shouldn't we be able to see God all the time?"

"In the daytime, we have the sun," Booth told the child. "God made the sun to warm us and to light our way. But at night, when the sun is sleeping, then sometimes we may forget that God is up there- watching over us."

"But Daddy, what about the moon? Didn't God make the moon?"

"Of course he did, Parker, and the moon is up there to guide us as well."

"Then how come God didn't make the moon as bright as the sun?"

"If the moon was as bright as the sun, then how could we get any sleep?" Again Parker fell into silence, thinking.

"We could always close the curtains," Parker suggested. "That's what Mommy does when I have to go to bed and the sun is still up."

"Well, there was a time when people didn't have curtains, or even houses. They lived outside or in caves. What would they have done?" Parker sat up, his head still tilted back looking up at the sky.

"Then why did God make the moon, Daddy? If people had to sleep outside, why didn't God keep in dark?"

"Because people need light. We need to be constantly reminded that God is up there and that he's watching over us and that he loves us." Parker dropped his gaze from the sky to his father.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, Parker?"

"Do you love me as much as God loves me?" Booth looked up at his son and smiled.

"Nobody can love you us much us God does," he said. "But I'm a close second." Parker returned his father's smile and lay back down. Booth knew by the silence that Parker was thinking up a dozen new questions to ask. And he also knew that he would answer each and every one of them.

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Wolfy