Mychakk prompt: maybe Parker's return? a little family time? or daddy time with kids? and Parker playing with Christine.

Thanks for reading my story. So far, it's been pure fluff. This chapter will continue that trend.

I don't own Bones.

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"Dad . . . Dad . . . Dad where are you?"

Stepping over to the head of the stairs, Booth called down the staircase. "I'm up here, Buddy. What's the problem?"

Running to the stair case, Parker looked at his father. "Dad come quick, I was in the laundry room putting my dirty clothes in the basket and I heard water running in the wall. No way that's normal Dad."

Surprised, Booth jogged down the stairs and into the laundry room. Walking rapidly into the laundry room, Booth stopped in the middle of the room and listened. Nodding his head, Booth walked over to where the washing machine was and hoisted himself on top of the machine.

Pointing at the flashlight sitting on a shelf across the room, Booth asked his son for help. "Can you get the flashlight for me Parker?"

His gaze finding the flashlight, Parker hurried across the room, grabbed the flashlight and ran over to where his father was perched on the machine.

Grabbing the flashlight from the boy, Booth leaned over the back of the machine and flashed the light downward. "Shit!" Dropping off the washing machine, Booth jogged out of the room with Parker following him.

"Where are we going Dad?"

In a hurry, Booth ran towards the kitchen. "I have to cut the water off to the house. We definitely have a leak."

Opening the back door, Booth ran to the small pump house next to the back of the house, opened the little door and turned off the water going into the house. Turning to Parker, Booth smiled at the boy. "Good job, Parker . . . Okay, now we have to fix the problem."

Surprised, Parker pointed at his chest. "We have to? You mean I get to help you fix the problem?"

Clapping his hand on top of Parker's left shoulder, Booth smiled. "You sure can. It's about time you started to learn plumbing. Since I'm pretty good at fixing plumbing problems them I should start teaching you what I know."

Excited, Parker jumped up and down. "Cool."

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After Booth had pulled the washing machine away from the wall, he turned off the water valves, unscrewed the hoses going into the machine and then pulled it out into the middle of the room. Inspecting the pipe running up the wall, Booth pointed to the cold water pipe. "It's that joint. I'm going to have to replace it."

He was paying close attention and wanted to make sure he understood what his father was teaching him. "Is that hard?"

Shaking his head, Booth assured the boy, "Nah, this is an easy job. Believe me, I've seen really bad pipe breaks and this is nothing."

Before he started, Booth made sure that Brennan knew what was going on. Once he told her to stay out of the laundry room and that the water was turned off, Booth drove over to the hardware store with Parker for parts. While he was picking up joints, Booth decided to pick up a little variety of pipe, elbow joints, straight joints and other parts for future use. The house was fairly old and he wanted to be prepared for future problems.

"I have a couple of empty popcorn tins left over from Christmas, I told Bones they would come in handy." Pushing his cart carrying his supplies to his SUV, Booth placed his hand on his son's shoulder. "I'll put my extra joints in the cans and leave them in the laundry room. I can store the extra pipe in the garage."

Impressed, Parker hurried over to the SUV and opened the back. "That's pretty cool Dad. You're really smart."

Proud that his son thought so highly of him, Booth beamed with pride. "Just common sense Buddy."

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After they'd repaired the bad joint, Booth went outside and turned the water back on. Walking back into the laundry room, he inspected the pipe to make sure it wasn't leaking. Moving over to the chair sitting in front of the folding table, Booth sat down and stared at the pipes.

Parker, a little puzzled, looked at his father. "What are we doing now Dad?"

His eyes not moving from the pipe, Booth nodded at it with his chin. "Waiting to see if my job holds. We'll give it about thirty minutes. If it holds then we'll set the machine back in place."

Curious, Parker asked his father, "How did you learn to fix plumbing, Dad"

Thoughtfully scratching his chin, Booth smiled at the memory. "Pops taught me most of what I know. Other stuff I learned from plumbing books. Bones bought me a book once and I used it when I had to replace the pipes in my old apartment. It was a pretty good book in fact I still have it. It's in the man cave with some of my other books."

Nodding his head, Parker stared at the pipes. "I think it was nice of Bones to mop up the water while we were gone so we wouldn't get wet when we fixed the pipe."

His eyes flicking towards the doorway, Booth commented, "She's very kind. She does nice stuff like that all of the time."

Pulling himself up onto the folding table, Parker kicked legs back and forth. "I'm glad you and Bones got together Dad. I really didn't like Hannah."

Startled, Booth turned to look at his son with a surprised look. "I thought you two got along okay."

Shaking his head, Parker sighed. "I don't think she likes kids, Dad. She tried to be nice to me and she was okay, but she didn't really seem to be interested in me. I mean she took me to the zoo once and we had fun, but . . . I don't know, it's hard to explain."

Filled with old regrets, Booth sighed. "I'm sorry Buddy . . . At the time, she made sense. Now that I look back on that part of my life, I realize that she didn't make sense at all. I was really screwed up back then . . . Well, that's over and Bones is in my life and I'm probably the happiest guy around. Sometimes we have to make really big mistakes to . . . Well, never mind, Bones is great and I'm glad you two get along. You always have."

Parker smiled at the thought of Brennan being his step-mother. "Yeah, she's cool . . . I wish I was as smart as she is."

Reaching over and Booth patted his knee. "You're pretty smart, Parker. Bones thinks you might make a really good scientist some day, if that's what you want to do."

Surprised at the revelation, the boy shook his head. "No way Dad . . . I'm going to be an FBI agent some day . . . just like you."

Booth stared at his son in amazement. "Really?"

"Oh sure, I hate it when it evil people think they can do anything they want." Filled with pride for his father, Parker spoke with great animation. "I want our side to win. I want to be like you. You hate evil people and you make them pay for the bad things they do. I want to do that too."

Feeling like his face was going to break, he was smiling so hard, Booth gripped his son's knee. "Thanks Parker."

Studying the pipe, Parker asked his father, "Do you think it's okay now."

Standing up, Booth walked over to the pipes and inspected them. Giving Parker the thumbs up, he moved the washing machine closer to the wall, reattached the hoses to the machine and turned the water valves back on. Hopping back onto the washing machine, Booth used the flashlight to make sure that the joint was holding.

Pleased that the pipes were dry, he dropped back off of the machine, reached out and ruffled Parker's hair. "There you go. We did it. All fixed."

Proud he'd helped, Parker smiled at his father. "Thanks Dad for teaching me plumbing."

Patting Parker's shoulder, Booth moved over to the table and picked up his tools. "Any time Parker . . . Although I hope not anytime soon."

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