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After hours of looking into each other's eyes, which seemed like only minutes to them, Brennan finally spoke up. "Booth are you in trouble for not going to work, and instead staying here with me." Booth shook his head.

"Of course not, you know how important you are to the FBI. Hacker and Cullen gave me a couple weeks off of paid vacation time, as I have not used many of my vacations, except to be with you and parker. And even if they hadn't given me a vacation, I'd still be here with you, no matter what." They both smiled, and Booth gave Brennan an Eskimo kiss.

"What do you mean they gave you a couple weeks off? I'm sure we'll be back before then." Booth cringed, he hadn't yet told Brennan the doctor's orders for her to stay away from work for a few more weeks, and he knew she would be less than ecstatic about the prospect of staying home.

He knew her tendency to get restless. He remembered once, when she was pregnant, she had gotten a pretty bad cold, and had gone to work anyways. She only went home when Booth literally picked her up and dragged her home, her kicking, screaming and threatening the whole way home. He knew he was going to have to bolt the doors to keep her from running off, similar to what he had done during her maternity leave.

However, he thought 'This is going to be much worse. She doesn't have a baby to keep her occupied and happy and content. I wonder if I can get Christine back from Angela, soon. Maybe Parker can visit as well. She'll be doubly occupied.' Booth chuckled at that thought, and looked up to see Brennan's curious glare. "I don't see what you could possibly find so amusing, as I have not said anything."

Booth started laughing at this, and Brennan slapped him gently. "Tell me Booth. Am I going to have to stay away from work?" Booth stopped laughing suddenly. "Yes, Bones. Doctor's orders." Brennan sighed. "But Booth I'll be fine in a couple days. You know I can't stay away from work that long. There are the cases from Limbo and that other case we were working before I…" Brennan was cut off by Booth's index finger pressing gently against her lips.

"Bones stop. You don't need to go back, they can deal without you there. I promise. Also, both Cam and Angela insisted that you take off for an extra week, which I know you won't take. They also said they would have insisted soon anyways, because Cam says you're the only person who hasn't used up a single vacation day since when you gave birth to Christine."

Brennan opened her mouth to deny this, but Booth put his hand to her mouth once again, silently reading her mind. "And don't deny it Bones. It's true, now just relax." Brennan snorted. "Me relax? Yeah, that'll be the day." Booth chuckled with her. "True. Listen, I'm gonna call Angela and Rebecca and see if Christine and Parker can come in a couple hours. That way, you'll have a 12 year old chatting your ear off, and a 1 year old to cuddle with. K?" Brennan nodded. "Thanks, Booth."

Booth gently reached for his phone and dialed Angela first. "Hey Ange, I was wondering if you could bring Christine over…Yeah she's feeling a bit better…Well, she's lost a lot of weight and can't seem to keep food down so she's on a nutrition drip, and occasionally needs an oxygen mask to breathe, but she'll be fine in a week or two…No she's not contagious…Yes, thanks Ange…30 minutes is perfect. Bye."

Booth hung up the phone and smiled seeing Brennan's eyes lit up at the thought of seeing her child in 30 minutes. "Okay, one down one to go." He winked at her and dialed Rebecca's number.

"Hey Becs…yes she's feeling much better. I was wondering if we could maybe keep Parker here for a week or so…No, she's not contagious…I just want someone to keep her company."

Booth put his hand over the phone's speaker for a second and mouthed to Brennan 'he needs help with his homework, and he's asking for you.' Brennan nodded, indicating that she'd be glad to help him. Brennan had always tutored Parker with his schoolwork, and now the kid got straight A's and Booth teased both Brennan and Parker about how he was turning into a squint. But secretly he was proud of both of them.

"She'd be happy to help him…Of course, when can he come?...wow that soon?...no, thank you so much Becs, an hour is perfect. Bye." Booth hung up the phone. "Well, you'll have both your children in an hour." Brennan smiled and Booth hugged her. "You're a great mom, you know that?" Brennan blushed, and ducked her head shyly. "You really are." Brennan looked up again capturing his eyes. "And you're a great father." Brennan fell into a light nap, while Booth continued to hold her.

Approximately 30 minutes later the doorbell rang, and Booth shook Brennan awake. "That's probably Christine, baby." Brennan nodded her head eagerly, and her energy seemed to have increased simply at hearing her daughter's name. Booth rose, taking Brennan with him. He rushed to the living room, and gently placed Brennan sideways on the couch covering her with a blanket before jogging to answer the door.

"Hey studly, here's your absolute pleasure of a daughter." Booth smiled at the artist, and took his daughter, who was squealing "Dadda! Momma!", from the artist's outstretched arms. "How's Bren?" Booth turned his head in the direction of his partner. "See for yourself." Angela nodded and rushed to her best friend's side.

"Hi sweetie, how are you feeling?" Angela stroked Brennan's cheek, startled at how thin, pale, and weakly Brennan looked. 'But at least she's happy.' "I'm feeling much better now, Angela. And I think Christine may be just what I need."

She then turned her head to look at Booth and outstretched her arms in silent pleading for her child. Booth smiled and knelt beside Brennan next to Angela and gently placed Christine in her mother's arms so that she was resting half on Brennan's lap and half in her arms.

Brennan sighed in contentment, and nuzzled her child's face with her nose. "Hello, baby girl, Mommy missed you." The little girl reached her hand out to her mother's face, and softly ran her little index finger along her mother's nose and cheeks before repeatedly squealing, "Momma". Brennan laughed and Christine wrapped her little fist around two of her mother's fingers, and snuggled into Brennan's chest comfortably. Brennan tightened her arms around her daughter and looked into her daughter's blue eyes, her own beginning to tear up in happiness. Booth and Angela, seeing that this was a mother-daughter moment, left the room to talk. Brennan and Christine sat together warmly snuggled on the couch, faces touching, and in their own world having what seemed to be a silent conversation.

Booth and Angela discussed the proper splitting of care over Christine. Booth knew it would be very hard for him to take care of Christine every night, so Angela offered to take Christine home from 9 pm to 8 am every night, with the exception of tonight. They felt Christine and Brennan needed each other tonight. Booth and Brennan thanked Angela profusely and Angela agreed to come for Christine at 9 pm, the next day, and left.

Booth joined Brennan on the couch, lifting her feet onto his lap, as the three of them lay quietly, almost silent except for Brennan's light wheezing and coughing, and Christine's light breathing as she fell asleep.

The doorbell interrupted the quiet silence 15 minutes later. Booth slowly rose and looked through the peephole, looking to see his ex-girlfriend and a curly blonde mop of hair that was his son. He opened the door, and Parker hugged him quickly before hurrying in and breathlessly asking, "where's Bones? Mommy!" Booth laughed at his son's desperate need to see his "mom".

Parker had begun calling Bones "Mom" soon after Booth and Brennan had begun dating, although he had accidentally let the title slip through his mouth time and time again before. Brennan had always been a mother figure to Parker, helping him emotionally, physically and mentally. She helped him do his homework, babysat him when Booth couldn't be there, picked him up from school, and tucked him into bed. She was always there to offer Parker advice, or to hold him if he was upset or just had a nightmare.

In some ways, Parker considered Brennan more loving than his own mother, although he would never tell this to Rebecca. Since going out with "Captain Fantastic" Rebecca had been much less attentive towards Parker, and let Booth and Brennan care for him more often.

Now, she figured was a good time for her to spill some news. "Booth?" Booth looked up to Rebecca. "I am going to work with my boyfriend for over a year in Paris, do you think you could watch Parker during that time?" Booth looked shocked; Rebecca hadn't even mentioned this trip. "Does Parker know? When are you leaving?" Rebecca nodded. "Parker knows. I'm leaving in 2 weeks, but I figured if you could take Parker now, it would be a great help for me." Booth's shocked expression slowly turned to one of happiness. "I'd love to Becs." Rebecca and Booth said goodbye and Booth turned to see Parker anxiously waiting to see Bones.

Booth laughed at Parker's anxious expression. "Dad, how's mom? Is she going to be okay?" Booth had opened his mouth to answer, when Parker continued with his questions. "Where is she? Is she sleeping? Can I see her now?" Booth gently clasped his hand over the boy's mouth. "She's still very sick, but she's getting better. She'll be fine. She's in the living room, and you can see her, she's not sleeping." Parker let out a breath, and ran into the living room, kneeling in front of Brennan.

She smiled down at the boy, who she considered her own son. She softly stroked his cheek and he grabbed her hand and kissed it, keeping it placed by his lips. "How are you Mommy?" Brennan handed Christine to Booth, so she could focus on her favorite boy. She reached for him, and he happily, but gently, crept into her arms, laying on her lap, his face pressed against her chest. She rested her chin on his head and rubbed his back, while he stroked the arm that wasn't rubbing his back. "I'm fine, Parker. You don't have to worry. You being here has already healed me a ton, baby." Parker nodded, unsure.

"I love you, Mommy." Brennan's breath hitched. She never got used to, or tired of, those words. "And I love you, baby." She gently kissed his head and he grabbed her hand and pressed their intertwined fingers to his chest. They both sighed, Christine giggled, and Booth smiled at his three favorite people.

"So Daddy said you were having some trouble with your homework, baby." Parker nodded, and asked his dad to go get his backpack, which Booth did. Parker then pulled out some papers, which Brennan held close to her face, reading the small print, which seemed blurry due to her weakened eyesight. Booth and Parker frowned, but Booth knew that Brennan would realize when her eyesight was unusually weak, and gave Parker a reassuring glance. "Mmmm…English huh?" Parker nodded.

After Brennan had started helping Parker, he had moved up dramatically in science and math. He had even been put a year ahead in math due to his sudden advancement, and currently held an A+ in science, and an A in 7th grade math, despite him being in 6th grade in all his other classes. However, his English were not as good, but he was still well advanced, and had earned an A- since Brennan started teaching him the tricks to writing well.

"There's also some history homework that I'm having a little bit of trouble with, and I have some questions about my science homework. Well, not specifically from the homework, but just some seemingly random questions." Brennan smiled. "Of course Parks, I'll answer whatever questions you have to the best of my ability. But first, let's get started on this English homework. Can you get me my laptop, Booth?" Booth reluctantly stood and retrieved Brennan's laptop from her "anthropologist cave" before returning and handing it to her. "Don't overwork herself, Bones." Booth warned Brennan, but Brennan barely even looked at him before squinting again at Parker's assignment.

"Okay Parks, why don't you just start talking and I'll type." Parker nodded, and happily chatted away with his ideas on the assignment, while Brennan quickly pressed the keys on the keyboard.

Booth simply shook his head and lay down opposite of Brennan on the couch spreading out his legs so that his feet lay by Brennan's hips. He then placed Christine in between his legs so that her head lay on his torso, while her chubby legs lay on top of Brennan's. Wrapping his hands around his daughter, he lay his head back on the headrest, planning to get at least a little sleep while his Bones and their "mini-squint" were chatting about school and work and sciency things.

'Even if they are not biologically related, they are an awful lot alike.' Booth glanced at Brennan and Parker, and then at Christine, and then back at Brennan and Parker and their happy smiles and furrowed eyebrows, as they were deep in thought. Booth chuckled and sighed, before falling into a light sleep.

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