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"I'm so excited! I can't believe mom said yes." Booth smiled at his son's words. He was glad Parker would be able to stay a couple days longer with him. "Can I make the call?" Parker asked, eyes shining with excitement.
"Yeah." Booth answered, handing the boy his house phone. Pops would be spending a few days in DC at Booth's. Pops would arrive a few days before his birthday and leave the day after his birthday. Parker had begged Rebecca to let him stay at his dad's while Hank was in town and to the boy's surprise she had agreed.
"Hello, Shrimp." Hank's greeting was heard by Booth and Parker. Parker had the phone on speaker so his dad could also listen to the conversation.
"Hello, Pops." Booth greeted back, happy to hear the older man's voice.
Parker chatted, filling Hank in on all the fun things they'd do when he arrived. Booth's front door opened, followed by Hannah's call that she was back.
"Who's that?" Hank asked when he heard a woman's voice.
"Daddy's...friend." Parker finished when Booth walked to help Hannah with the bags she was carrying.
"Hello, Tempe. I really liked your gift." Hank called out to who he thought was Brennan.
"I'm not Tempe." Hannah answered annoyed. She introduced herself.
"She's my girlfriend." Booth explained before Hank could ask what she was to Booth.
"I didn't teach that boy right." Hank mumbled. He couldn't believe that after all that's happened between the partners that the two were still running from each other.
B&B
Hank was glad to see Booth and Parker. He shared a hug with Booth, happy to know that his boy had come back home in one piece. The two shared a look and smiled at each other.
On the drive to Booth's place, Parker had spoke nonstop about all the fun things they'd do while Hank was in town. Booth had smiled the whole drive to his place, happy to see that his son loved his Pops as much as he did.
"You must be Pops." Hannah commented when Booth, Hank and Parker entered the apartment.
"I'm Hank." Hank didn't want her to call him Pops. Hello, who are you?
"Oh, I'm sorry. I heard Seeley called you Pops…" She turned her gaze to Booth, asking for him to help her out.
"Pops, you must be hungry, eh?" Booth clapped his hands enthusiastically. Hank nodded and they moved to the kitchen to have something to eat.
The meal had gone well but Hank missed not having Brennan over. He knew that she was the woman for Booth even before Booth had accepted it.
The rest of the day went by quick and at night time Parker told Hank that he could have his room.
"I'll sleep on the couch." Parker already had a pillow and a blanket ready by the couch.
Hank had been up all night, wondering why his son, yes Booth was his son, was wasting his time with someone that wasn't Brennan. He wondered what Brennan might be doing and decided he and Parker could pay her a visit the following day.
"Yeah, I wanna go." It was early in the morning, but Parker was awake and liked the idea of visiting Brennan. He hadn't seen her much with his dad since his dad got back form Iraq and he really wanted to see her.
"Alright, I'll just tell Shrimp." Hank winked at the boy and was about to call Booth when Booth walked into the living room.
"Morning, Parks. Morning, Pops." A still somewhat sleepy Booth greeted, sitting next to his son on the couch. Parker gave Hank a look, silently asking him to tell Booth already.
"Shrimp…" Booth listened to what Hank said and shook his head when he was done.
"It's the weekend and Bones probably has a full schedule of things she needs to do." Booth kept shaking his head 'no' as he walked to the kitchen to get breakfast ready.
"We'll take a cab. Bones won't mind having us over. Please, please?" Parker gave Booth the charm smile. Booth couldn't deny the two to visit Brennan and he couldn't let them take a cab. He wasn't going to risk his Pops and Parker getting lost.
"Fine. I'll drive you guys." Booth did a quick run to his bedroom and returned with his keys and cell phone. Booth smiled as Parker and Hank did one of those secret hand shakes.
B&B
"There!" Brennan clapped her hands, happy that her learning curve was steep. There was a knock on her front door and she wondered who it could be. She wasn't expecting anyone. Unless it was Angela trying to pump her information on the 'hottie-from the bar' despite Brennan's assurance that there was nothing going on there.
She checked the security hole and was surprised to find three Booths outside her front door.
"Hi, Bones!" Parker greeted, excited to see her. Brennan smiled at the boy and Hank.
"Bones, why are you soaking wet?" Booth asked, trying to keep his eyes from wondering on the now wet and clinging tee on her body. Parker was too caught up in his own excitement to notice what had Booth's attention, but Hank did notice.
"My kitchen sink needed repair." Brennan stated as she allowed the three Booths to enter her apartment. She was still…angry?... at Booth for trying to control her private life, as he would call it, when he had moved on.
"And you fixed it?" Hank took the words away from Booth. Brennan nodded. She'd done the exact same thing with Booth when his sink needed repair and though her skills were rudimentary in the subject, she managed to get the job done.
"Wow, you're a plumber too!" Parker couldn't' believe that Brennan's knowledge extended so far out of bones. Booth felt his chest swell with pride, knowing that what he'd taught Brennan had stuck and that she had used it when the opportunity had come up.
"Nice job. Well done." Hank commented as he took a look at the job she'd done. Booth was itching to take a look when his cell phone rang. Hank watched as Booth said he had to go. Hank didn't miss the look on the anthropologist when he left without even taking a look at the job she did.
"Call me when you guys are ready to leave." Booth said as he walked to the front door and left.
B&B
It was late afternoon and Booth was seated on his couch when there was a knock on his front door.
"Why didn't you call me?" Booth asked when he saw that Brennan, Parker and Hank were standing outside his front door.
"Steel ovaries here can drive too." Hank sent Brennan a smile and Brennan had to smile at the look on Booth's face.
"Thanks for brining them." Booth told Brennan once Parker and Hank had entered the apartment.
"No problem." Brennan and Booth stared at each other, silently watching the other.
"I'm making grilled cheese. Go invite Bones." Hank winked at Parker and the boy nodded.
Brennan was about to turn and leave when Parker stood next to his dad.
"Pops is making grilled cheese and you're invited." Parker took one of Brennan's hands and tugged lightly.
"No, this seems like a family thing." Brennan shook her head even as Parker continued to tug her arm. Booth saw the slight flash of hurt in her eyes when she said it was a family thing.
"You're family too." Booth offered, taking her other hand and tugging. Brennan gave in, remembering that talk she had so long ago with Booth. He was right. There are different kinds of families.
"Mmmmm…." Booth savored as he took his first bite. "No one does grilled cheese like you, Pops." Booth took another bite, closing his eyes. Parker, who was seated between Booth and Brennan on the couch, nodded his agreement.
"Yes, you're grilled cheese sandwiches are unique." Brennan took her first bite, enjoying the taste and remembering the last time she'd had Hank's grilled cheese wonder. The four were enjoying the moment when Hannah entered the living room. The four looked up and stared at the woman. Brennan felt like she was out of place now that Hannah was in the room and made a move to stand up. Hank placed a hand on her knee and patted, indicating that she should stay. Brennan did.
"Hey." Booth said as he took another bite. "We're having grilled cheese. Sit down." Hannah sat down on the one person couch on the other side of the coffee table.
After a few minutes, Booth asked Hannah why she wasn't eating.
"I already ate." Was her short answer, but Hank noticed she was disgusted by the sandwiches. He shook his head. Poor girl is counting calories. Tsk, tsk.
"It's so cool that Bones can fix her own sink." Parker's comment spiked Hannah's curiosity.
"Why didn't you call a plumber?" Hannah asked. "You're a well accomplished woman. Why did you learn such a menial skill?" Hannah couldn't understand why best selling and number one forensic anthropologist Dr. Temperance Brennan would do such a thing like fix her own sink.
"Booth taught me." Brennan answered shortly. Booth gave Brennan a smile, one that Hannah didn't miss.
As the minutes passed, Hannah felt more and more left out of the conversation the others were having. It didn't go unnoticed by her that Hank and Brennan had some sort of connection. She wondered what the heck made Brennan so special that she was in all the aspects of Booth's life.
Hannah had been lost in her thoughts when she caught Hank's latest comment to Parker.
"Shrimp, loved these as a kid." Booth gave his Pops a smile, remembering all the bads that his Pops' grilled cheese had set right.
"Oh, so you visited Seeley's house often?" Hannah asked. "Or did you live in the same house as your grandson?" Hannah was trying to fit into their conversation and wondered what she'd said wrong that caused the other three adults to turn quiet.
"Parker, go wash up." Booth told his son, seeing that the boy was done eating. Parker, sensing the shift in mood, nodded and rose from the couch. Booth was quiet and Brennan knew he was remembering something hurtful from his childhood. Brennan placed a hand on his arm and he patted it gratefully. He stood from the couch and walked to his kitchen. He needed a minute.
"Are you okay?" Brennan asked. Booth hadn't noticed she'd followed him to the kitchen, but he appreciated her concern. She was a true partner and friend. Booth was quiet and his eyes landed on his kitchen sink. A small smile spread on his lips as he remembered the time they were under his sink.
"Thank you." He told Brennan as he leaned forward and gave her a hug, followed by a kiss on her cheek.
"Why?" Brennan asked, not sure what Booth was talking about.
"For being you, Bones." He remembered all that she's done for him. She's been my best friend and partner and what have I been? An ass, lately. His inner self told him and he knew it was the truth. He had expected things to be the same while he had someone.
"What the hell?" Hannah walked into the kitchen and Brennan got the hint that it was best for her to leave them alone. It seemed like a private matter.
"I'll walk you to the door." Hank offered. He'd tried to keep Hannah from the kitchen so the partners could talk, but he hadn't succeeded. Hank watched as Brennan walked down the hall to the elevators. "I didn't teach him right." Hank mumbled. Most people went through life looking for that special someone not finding them and here his Shrimp had found her and she was walking down the hall.
The elevator wasn't working and Brennan took the stairs. There was a woman struggling with her toddler in one arm and a laundry basket in the other. Brennan offered to help and was surprised when the woman handed her the child. The little boy gave her smiles and Brennan found herself smiling back.
"Thanks." The woman told Brennan as she took the baby from the anthropologist. Brennan just nodded and left. She couldn't help but remember about the baby she'd wanted to have with Booth. She figured the baby would be somewhere around the age of the toddler. She knew Booth was a good father and she couldn't help but wonder if she'd make a good mother like he'd told her she would.
B&B
"Are you gonna help, Bones?" Booth asked while he stuck his head under his kitchen sink. He could feel Brennan's legs swinging from the spot she was seated on next to the sink. When she didn't answer, he pulled his head back and looked up at her. She was giving him a teasing smile as her legs swung and her pony tail moved from side to side. Booth loved the sight and stood up. He closed the distance between them to kiss her lips…
Booth sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes. He looked at the sleeping woman on his bed before walking out of his bedroom. Booth splashed some cold water on his face in the kitchen sink. He stared at the sink and remembered all the good times he's had with Bones over the years. In less than two seconds he came to the realization that there's no one like his Bones. She knows him so well.
"I haven't moved on." He admitted to himself.
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