#8- Innocence

She turned to the baby in the backseat. "We will find out what happened to your mother, I promise" She was determined to find answers for him. He shouldn't have to wonder like she had. Nobody should. He started whining, so she crawled into the backseat with him as she continued. She explained to him how Booth was an excellent investigator, and even though she didn't like to boast, she was the best in her field. He didn't seem to be comforted by that. He just cried louder. What did he want? Maybe some visual and auditory stimulation? She searched for a toy, but couldn't find one. She bit her lip as she tried to figure out what to do. Then an idea came to her. "Phalanges!" she said excitedly as she wiggled her fingers in his face. "Phalanges, phalanges, phalanges! Dancing phalanges! Dancing phalanges!" To her surprise, he began giggling. She told him how Booth might thing bones were boring, but they really weren't. Then she asked him to show her his phalanges and he waved his little hand. She just smiled at him as she thought about how easy it was to make him laugh. How innocent he was.