Logan shook his knee while Chris tried to tie his shoes. Logan had a blue button-up on and black dress pants. Chris was tying his black dress shoes.
She was in a small black dress and had black heels on. Michael came into the room and looked at her bent over and whistled.
"Man, if all the girls looked like you, I would go to church more often." Mike laughed.
Chris picked Logan up and noticed Michael had a blue button-up as well, and he had a black suit coat. She laughed a little, remembering a picture of her father in the same outfit.
"You like it? Your dad lent it to me." Mike said spinning.
"What do you think Logan? Does your Daddy look nice?" Chris asked.
Logan looked up from watching Christine tie his shoes to look at his dad. The boy simply raised his thumb in the air, and smiled.
The three packed spare clothes, and then went to church. After which, Mike took Logan to change and Chris did so as well.
When they came out, Christine was in jeans and a striped shirt, with a red jacket. While Michael had on a grey button up, and dark jeans. And Logan had khakis and a sweater vest on.
"He looks adorable. Your mom is gonna love him." Chris smiled.
Mike laughed. "Of course she will, Chrissie. Don't worry."
Logan climbed in his father's arms, and they got in the car and drove to the diner.
Christine could see Angela and Jack sitting inside, without thinking she grabbed Michael's arm.
He rubbed her shoulder slightly, and he met her eyes. "You don't have to be nervous."
She smiled at him. "Have you noticed, that every person we've told has been in this diner?"
Mike laughs, and she joins in. "This was always your parents spot, maybe it's ours and Logan's."
Chris moves her hand into his. "We have a spot now? I didn't even know we were a couple yet."
Mike froze up. "Well I uh, I guess I was just making a point."
Christine leaned over and pecked him on the cheek. Sure it had been quick, but Michael was already urging for more, and he would have went for it too if it weren't for Logan waiting in the back seat.
"Can we go in now?" Logan asked.
Christine and Michael just laughed, as he picked up his son, and together they walked into the diner to meet his parents. His mom had dyed her hair, so people didn't realize she was in her mid-50s, but his dad didn't seem to care, letting the grays that his 4 kids had brought to him show.
Jack was surprised not only to see Christine and Michael holding hands but carrying a small boy as well, meanwhile Angela's happy suspicions had only been confirmed, kind of.
"Hey Mom, Dad." Mike said, smiling.
"Well, who is this little sprout, you brought with ya?" Jack asked, motioning for them to sit.
Logan, sitting on his father's lap, was the first to answer. "I'm Logan. Logan Hodgins."
Mike still jerked at the sound of his name, Logan Hodgins. He turned, and noticed that Chris still did too, and it made him even happier, while he took her hand in his.
Angela smiled, though many questions ran through her mind she asked only one. "Who you the little boy that answered the phone this morning?"
Logan nodded vigorously. "Mommy and I were making breakfast for Daddy, he was still sleeping."
"Alright buggy, next time I sneak into your room to sleep with you, I'll make sure to get you up early." Michael laughed, running a hand threw his son's hair.
"Daddy!" Logan said, fixing his hair.
Jack laughed at the nickname. "You call him bug."
Logan perched up on his knees. "Daddy says it cause I like bugs. And I do. Mommy and Daddy even bought me a big beetle bed when I came to live with them."
"Came to live with you?" Jack turned, to them.
Jack kept Logan occupied, while keeping one ear listening to the explanation, Christine and Michael told his parents the whole some of the 3 weeks.
Angela seemed quite intrigued and when they were done had only a few questions. "So are you guys a thing now, because I have a bet with Booth."
Christine and Michael gave each other looks. "Uh, we haven't really had time to discuss it, Ma."
"Three weeks isn't enough?" Angela asked, smiling, knowing she was pushing her son's buttons.
Mike laughed. "Well, we still have so many people to tell. Gavin knows, Parker and his gang know, so that leaves Sweets and Chrissie's family."
"Don't forget your siblings." Angela added.
Mike rolled his eyes, and Angela changed the question, she knew her son did not like to talk about any of her other children besides Katie, and with Katie being in England, there was hardly much to say.
"Can we take Logan during the week?" Angela asked.
Christine looked to Michael. "I don't see why not."
Mike shifted. "Yeah, I mean if Dad's cool with it. I'm not switching over to night classes til next week, so we got nowhere to stick little bug."
"Are you kidding this little guy is awesome!" Jack exclaims.
Mike looked down at the table when he spoke. "Who exactly is gonna be there?"
Angela placed her hand on her sons. "Just your father and I, Lily is still in school, and Alex is working."
Mike smiled, trying not to remind his mother again of how lost her two younger children were. Jack and Logan talked about bugs some more and then they made arrangements for Ange to pick Logan up tomorrow, after which they left, heading back to their apartment.
"Why do I have to call them?" Michael asked.
"Because I talked to your mom and Dad. You get to call my mom." Christine said, setting down the take-out they had picked up on their way home.
"But what if your Dad picks up the phone." Michael glared at her.
"Then say hi, tell him Christine has to ask you something, and then give the phone to me." She says, crossing her arms.
Michael picks up the phone and dials the number labeled 'C Parents'. Michael gets even more anxious with each ring, and nearly jumps when a male voice answers the phone.
"Booth." Says the voice.
Michael gulps. "Hey, Booth it's Michael Vincent."
Then a laugh came threw, and the voice sounded much younger. "I totally got you. You actually thought I was my Dad."
Michael rolled his eyes, realizing it was indeed Christine's younger brother Zack. Zack had a nit to pick with Michael, he didn't know why though, the kid just liked being a kid.
Zack laughed again, mocking Michael. "Hey Booth, it's Michael Vincent. No duh, he's got you in here as Minvin. Who else could he be talking about?"
Michael snarled into the phone. "Haha, is your Mom there."
Zack turns in his father's desk chair. "Depends on what you need her for."
"Aren't you supposed to be on your way to Harvard dweeb?" Michael snapped.
"Already took the SATs. 2 years ago." Zack bragged.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, put your mother on the phone boy genius." Michael cracked.
Zack got up from his father's black spinning desk chair, and moved through the house, to the living room, where his mom, well in early 50s, sat reading a newspaper.
"Yo, Mom. Minvin's on the phone. Pretty cranky, little twit." Zack laughed, handing her the phone.
"Zachary." Tempe said, turning her attention back to the voice on the phone.
"Need me to come set him straight again, Aunt Tempe?" Michael laughed, eyeing Christine.
"Any longer and I might take you up on that. So what is it?" Tempe asked flipping the page.
"Do I got to want something to call you?" Michael snipped.
"Well no, but you are Angela's son. So I have a balance of reasons why you would call." She stated.
Mike laughed, for someone who doesn't stay in touch with much pop culture, she sure is loaded on the mom jokes. "Chrissie and I though we all could have a family get-together this weekend."
Tempe laughed. "It's Sunday night."
Michael rolled his eyes, she was very literal. "Ok Aunt Tempe the weekend coming up."
Zack shouted from across the room. "As long as I get to kick your butt again. I'm down."
Michael still only talked to his aunt. "As much as he is your son, he is Booth's."
Tempe got very good at sarcastic remarks. "I know, isn't it wonderful."
"You didn't use almost any sarcasm in that statement, Aunt Tempe." Michael snipped.
"Yes I did, I said isn't it wonderful, referring to, it slightly disappoints me." Tempe stated.
"I know, what I said was also sarcasm. So what do you say?" Michael asked.
"Oh, um great. Will we be inviting the Sweets as well?" Tempe asked.'
"Chrissie says yes." Michael added, quickly realizing that he just let her know Christine was with him.
Tempe laughed at the nervous cough she heard. "How is living with my daughter, Michael? Angela told me it's been about three weeks now, have you gotten used to her late night snack ritual yet?"
"Just barely. Oh and um, Alex and Lily won't be there. Alex is on duty, and Lily's staying at Erin's." He sounded both relieved and annoyed at that statement.
"Great, we will see you this weekend Michael." Tempe said handing the phone back to Zack.
"See you then, Aunt Tempe." Michael smiled.
"Bring your A game, Hodgins." Zack laughed into the phone, hanging up.
Michael put the phone back on the hook, and turned to Christine. "I'm going to crush him again, and next year he is gonna want another rematch."
Christine laughed. "Come on let's eat, we have a long week ahead of us."
"An even longer weekend I'm afraid." Mike laughed.
I was going to write Zack a little more like Brennan, but the Booth just came out of him. I really love these next couple chapters, everyone meeting Logan, all the history and chemistry, Urghhhh. The feels! I'm a horrible person I know, I take forever to update, sorry.