One of my little cousins is cutting his teeth and a chapter was born. Hey, I take my inspiration any way I can. Oh, I guess my story is going to grow. Yes, I know, it was supposed to be a one shot; but, we know my track record for that.

Thanks for the great reviews. It's just fluff; but, we can use a fluff break once in a while.

I don't own Bones.

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Booth had been watching the game when he felt Christine grab his arm and put her mouth on it. Feeling Christine gumming his arm, Booth looked down at his daughter in puzzlement. "What's the matter, Sweetheart? Are you hungry?"

Whining, Christine looked at her father and cried. Worried, Booth lifted his daughter off of his lap and held her in his arms while he stood up. Giving his TV a lingering look, Booth turned off the game and left the room.

"Ah what the Hell, the score was 3 to 3 in the fourth anyways."

Entering the kitchen, Booth placed Christine in her high chair and moved it over near the kitchen table. Opening a jar of applesauce and using a baby spoon, Booth tried to feed his toddler. Christine seeing the spoon aimed at her turned her head and refused to eat. Booth, concerned, walked over to the sink, washed his hands and then came back to where Christine was sitting. Pulling her out of her high chair, Booth sat down with Christine in his lap.

"Ok, Baby, Daddy's wants to feel your gums." Gently placing his index finger next to her mouth, Booth gently opened it and then placed his finger along the bottom of her gums. Nodding his head, he rubbed the gums for a couple of minutes. Soon, Christine stopped whining and seemed to relax.

Removing his finger, Booth cooed, "So, you're getting a tooth. Wait until Mommy finds about that one."

Standing up, Booth held a calmer Christine in his arms and searched the house for Brennan.

Searching through the house, Booth finally found Brennan upstairs dusting furniture in Christine's room.

"Bones, Christine is cutting a bottom tooth."

Turning, Brennan smiled, "Developmentally, she's right on time."

Shaking his head, Booth frowned, "Yeah, smile now. If she's like Parker the next few months are not going to be a lot of fun."

Frowning, Brennan asked, "What do you mean?"

Looking down at Christine, Booth replied, "Parker cried a lot while he was cutting teeth."

"But Christine is not Parker. Cutting teeth may not bother her at all."

Smiling, Booth looked at his beautiful daughter's face, "From your mouth to God's ears Bones."

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Booth had been asleep for about two hours when the crying began, this was the third night and Booth was starting to feel punch drunk. Staggering out of bed, Booth walked down the hallway to find Brennan was already in the room, holding her crying baby and weeping.

Concerned, Booth knelt next to the chair that Brennan as sitting on and placed his arm around her shoulders, "Bones you have to stop crying every time Christine cries. It's not good for you or her."

Wiping the tears from her face, Brennan replied, "I can't help it Booth. She's in pain and until the tooth breaks through the skin there isn't a lot we can do for her. It makes me sad to think that I can't fix this."

Nodding his head, Booth asked, "Did you give her any children's Tylenol?"

Nodding her head, Brennan replied, "It really doesn't help a lot. The only thing that seems to sooth her is a finger rub along the gum."

Rubbing his forehead, Booth volunteered, "You want me to sit up with her for awhile? You can go back to bed."

Shaking her head, Brennan replied, "Booth, you've already missed too much sleep as it is. You can't continue to go to work exhausted. It could get you killed. I want you to go downstairs and sleep on the recliner."

Shaking his head, Booth remarked, "Nope. We're in this together."

Exasperated, Brennan insisted, "Booth, I'm serious about your exhaustion. If you have to confront a criminal in your state of exhaustion you're going to get hurt or killed. Go downstairs."

Irritated, Booth replied, "Alright, don't get upset. It isn't necessary; but, if you're going to have a fit about it then I will."

"Fine."

"Fine."

Stalking out of the room, Booth went back into his bedroom, snagged a blanket from the bed and walked downstairs. Sitting on the recliner, Booth drummed his fingers along the arm rest. Finally calming down, Booth leaned back, covered himself up and promptly fell asleep.

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The next morning, Booth was still asleep when Brennan walked downstairs with Christine in her arms. Walking over to where Booth was sleeping, Brennan reached down and shook Booth's shoulder.

"Booth, you need to wake up."

Booth, startled, jerked a little and then sat forward in his chair, "What time is it?"

Smiling, Brennan replied, "It's time to wake up. I need to show you something."

Rubbing his head, Booth smiled, "Oh yeah, what's that?"

Smiling, Brennan placed Christine in Booth's arms and then replied, "Christine has her new tooth."

Grinning, Booth gently placed his index finger in his toddler's mouth."Hey, the tooth came out."

Booth leaning his head down kissed his daughter on the top of her head. Looking back up at Brennan, Booth smiled, "One tooth here and 19 to go."

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Absolute fluff and not trying to be anything else. I hope you liked it. Let me know what you thought of it.