Chapter 4: McCoy Men

Bones walked in a daze back to his quarters. He was a father. He had a son. He could have a family. He barely acknowledged Jim as he walked in.

"So Bones, did you rekindle the flame?"

"I'm a father."

"I'm sorry, What!" Jim stumbled clumsily after Bones into their kitchen. He stared Bones down until he finally got an answer.

"I had drink with Elle, and she had to hurry back to her place, and her son, well hell our son was there. He's seven."

"Aww I wanna meet him! I can be fun Uncle Jimmy!" Jim excitedly began to blabber on about all the things he could spoil this child he'd never met with.

"His name is James you know, James McCoy." He was still in a daze, and he excused himself to his room to get some shut eye. "I gotta rest up I'm officially meeting him tomorrow."

Bones woke up right with the sun. He felt like a kid on Christmas morning, he couldn't wait to really meet his son and play with him. And finally talk with Elle about what is going to happen with the three of them. He got ready and waited for Elle to call, so that they could decide what they would do for the day. About an hour later he received a call from Elle,

"Hey there Len, how do you feel about a picnic in the park?"

"That sounds great, I'll meet you there in 15?"

"Alright! Jamie is really excited."

Bones practically flew to the park not bothering to answer Jim's sleep encumbered questions. As soon as he got to the park he spotted Elle and Jamie at the swings. He smiled to himself as he watched his son giggle hysterically every time he swung a little higher. He jogged over to them and couldn't help but notice the smile that graced Elle's face as she saw him.

"Wow you got here awfully quick there McCoy."

"Hey can you blame me, I didn't want to miss out on the swings!"

"Mommy, his name is McCoy too." He turned to look at Bones and with an almost eerily Bones-like face said, "So you must be my Dad. I'm James Nicholas McCoy."

"Well, little man I am your dad. I guess it is only polite to let you know my whole name too. I'm Leonard H. McCoy." He couldn't believe he was actually having this conversation with his son. Soon Jamie tired of the swings and wanted to eat and so the new little family settled on a picnic blanket and looked something like a Rockwell painting. It wasn't long before both the McCoy men were interacting just like father and son, much to Elle's amusement. She pulled her camera out of her bag and took some shots of the McCoy men as she kept calling them. She soon saw that the sun was about to go down and called father and son in to head back to her apartment to get cleaned up for some dinner.

They got back into Elle's apartment Bones carrying a tired Jamie inside; she made straight for the kitchen as she called out to the boys:

"What did you want to eat guys, spaghetti, sloppy joes, some chicken?" Only she got no answer. Worriedly she peered around the dividing wall to see Bones out cold on her couch with their son asleep on his chest. She felt her heart melt as she settled in next to her men and fell asleep as well. About a half an hour into their communal nap, Jamie woke up and went to his room to play. He lightly jostled his parents and slightly woke Bones up. He saw that she had settled next to him and saw Jamie settle into his room to play. He wrapped an arm around Elle and drifted back into a comfortable slumber.

Elle woke up blearily, and realized her position nestled in with Leonard. It felt like when they were a couple in college. She slowly removed herself and made some chicken and vegetables for them to eat when he got up. She coaxed Jamie to eat some dinner and gave him a quick bath. She needed to talk to Leonard alone so she put Jamie to bed a little early and went to wake his daddy.

"Hey there cowboy, you up for some dinner?"