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Chapter 3

Temperance Brennan's POV

The ride was quiet. When we are a few minutes away from my home, Parker started crying again. When we pulled in the drive way, I shut the car off, slung his bag over my shoulder and got out. He opened his door and I picked him up, holding him tight.

I closed his door then went inside. Closing and locking the door, I dropped his bag and sat with him on the couch. I held him and gently rocked back and forth. "Let it out. Shh, shh. It's all right. Let it out. Shh." I kissed his forehead and kept rocking gently.

After a few minutes, the crying stopped. I held him for a little while longer. "Sorry, I'm such a baby," Parker said, his face still in my hair.

"Parker, its okay to cry. You have nothing to be sorry about. You are scared for your uncle and that is only natural. And you are most defiantly not a baby." I said, pulling back to look him in the eyes.

"But you're not crying and daddy didn't cry this much. I'm a baby."

"Parker, you are scared for your uncle, correct?"

"Yeah."

"Well, so are me and your dad."

"But not as much as me."

"I don't think I could be as scared as you because I didn't know Jared that well. But your dad is as scared as you. Jared is his brother. He wants him to be safe."

He smiled. "Thanks Bones." He hugged me tight.

"Hey, are you hungry?"

"Yes! I'm always hungry." He thought for a minute. " Except for when I'm full." We laughed at that.

"Well, what do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat at the diner!"

"Okay. Then get cleaned up and let's go!" He ran over to where the kitchen is and stopped.

"Where is the bathroom, Doctor Bones?" I laughed and showed him. Then I got my cell phone and called Booth.

"Booth." He sounded tired.

"Hey. How is he?"

"Bones. He is still unconscious and very beat up. Hey I'm probably not gonna be back until late. Is Parker being good for you?"

"Yes he is being perfect, and Booth, I told you I have no problem taking Parker. "

"Yeah I know you said that, but I know you don't want kids."

"I want kids," I said as Parker walked up to me.

"But you said the other day—"I cut him off.

"The other day, I said I didn't want to give birth, but I am a registered foster parent. And now I'm not so sure I don't want to have a baby."

"Oh. "

Parker tugged on my sleeve. "Bones? Are we gonna leave now?"

"Yes, Parker. In one minute," I said holding the phone away.

"I am taking Parker to the diner. He said he is hungry," I said to Booth.

"He already ate." Booth sounded confused.

I laugh. "He says he's always hungry. Except when he is full."

Booth chuckled a bit. "Well okay."

Parker tugged again. "Bones, a minute passed already."

"Hold on," I said to Booth. "Yes it has. Let's go." We headed toward the door.

"Parker is getting somewhat impatient. So I will talk to you later."

Booth chuckled. "Welcome to my world Bones."

"I'm confused. I don't think you have your own world," I said as we got in the car.

"Never mind. Bye Bones. Oh and don't forget to hold his hand when you are crossing the street."

"Okay. Bye," I closed the phone and got in the car.