IT'S BEEN A YEAR. LIKE EXACTLY A YEAR SINCE I UPDATED THIS. I am so sorry. I really had no idea it had been so long. Time really flies by...anyway enjoy!

PS: I apologize for the awful grammar mistakes in the previous chapters! I've been working on notebook because Word wasn't working. All shall be well from Now on!

Previously

'My boy, he's dead Bones. My little boy is dead, I can't- I just don't know what to do, he was only 7 Bones, so young'

'I'm so sorry, Booth I really am. I don't know what to say.'

He didn't reply so she simply pulled him closer and let him cry against her.

What more could she really do?

^BB^

It had been 2 months since Booth had gotten the call that his son had been killed. There still hadn't been a funeral. His child's body had not yet been returned to Washington. Neither had Rebecca's. The snowfall in Vermont was awful. For 2 months nothing had gotten in or out of Vermont.

Booth was…getting by. To say he was doing okay would be optimistic, very optimistic. He wasn't the same. Who would be? The most important person in his life was gone; some could say 'what does he really have left to live for?' The answer to that right now would be 'not a lot.'

She stayed with him most of the time. Either at his place or at hers or sometimes neither. Sometimes they would just stay out, all night. Pull all nighters at the lab, anywhere as a distraction really. They were a couple; at least she thought they were. They had kissed, a few times, though mostly for comfort, sometimes because of the booze, it wasn't the type of relationship either of them wanted.

Of course they both wanted to be in a relationship, she would admit that now. If Parker hadn't died, she was sure that it would be a wonderful relationship. But it had happened, Booth had changed and there was nothing she could do about it. Maybe after the funeral, after some closure, things would change for the better.

Closure, she never really got the idea of having a funeral bring closure. Yes it signified a last goodbye but it didn't change the fact that somebody had died or not. You already know who you are saying goodbye too when you arrive. But maybe that was just her, maybe others including Booth saw it differently, and she could only hope that with closure came the Booth that she used to know.

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They were pulling another all-nighter, for the 2nd time this week. This time they were in the solitude of the lab, both in her office. Booth stared at the books in the case- as usual, while Brennan finished up on some paperwork.

"You want some coffee?"

"Sure, thanks Booth"

…and he left.

Just as he rounded the corner out of her sight, her phone began to ring.

"Dr Brennan."

"Hi Dr Brennan, this is Sandra Baker from Child Services in Vermont"

"Child Services?"

"Yes. I tried to get hold of Agent Booth but I have been unable to do so. I seems that transport has been cleared to start up again tomorrow due to the decrease in snowfall. We are able to bring Agent Booth's son home Dr Brennan. You can pick him up at the airport tomorrow at 5:30. Sorry for the long delay."

"Thank you for letting me know. I shall tell Agent Booth."

"I shall warn you, he is a handful. He is very excited to return to DC."

"I'm sorry?"

"The Boy, Parker Booth. He's very excited to be returning home, he's missed his dad, talks about him and his girlfriend all the time"

"I'm sorry. I really don't understand you. Parker is...dead, he died in the accident. You must be mistaken Ms Baker"

"The boy is not dead Dr Brennan"

"Agent Booth was informed 2 months ago, just hours after the accident that his son was killed along with his mother."

"I'm sorry Dr Brennan, Miss Stinson died at the scene but the boy is alive. There has been a terrible mistake, the boy is not dead, and he has been under my care in child services for the past 2 months. You should never have been informed of Parker Booth's death!"

"His father has been devastated by the news and you mean to tell me that it was all nothing?"

"Dr Brennan, I'm sorry, we will find out whoever passed on the wrong news and they will be dealt with accordingly. Now I really have to go. Remember 5:30 tomorrow evening." The line went dead.

Brennan was stunned.

Booth chose this moment to return to the office. He slowly walked in and put the coffee down on the table before walking over to Brennan and crouching down beside her.

"Bones what's wrong?"

"I got a call; it was a woman in Vermont. She worked for social services; she called to tell me that Parker is coming home. 5:30 tomorrow. We can pick him up."

"Oh."

"Booth go sit on the couch."

"What-"

"Just do it Booth, sit on the couch."

He did so and she followed him. Once sat together, she took his hands in hers and took a deep breath.

"Parker is coming home Booth. Alive."

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Oooo Cliffhanger.

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….and I'll try not to leave it another year before I update ;)