A/N: So Parker is wide awake for this chapter, just so everyone knows! First of all, thank you so much for the reviews! Over 70 is insane! Second of all, promo time! (Skip this part if you want!) I have four Bones fics on the go right now: A Charismatic Evil, Coitus, Moments and This Relationship Ain't Big Enough for the Two of Us (under Wink Productions) so I would love for you to check those out. And if you want something different, try my original story, The Antique Desk, posted at fictionpress. The link is in my profile. Okay, enough with my yammering, on to the chapter!

"Come out, come out." He said.

"I can't believe you are making me do this." She replied.

"It's the rules." He said.

"Yeah, it's the rules!" Parker shouted.

She took another glance in the mirror, shook her head, and went into the living room.

"You're a cat!" Parker shouted, jumping up and down. "Look Daddy, Mom's a cat! See her whiskers?"

"I see." He said, moving towards her and giving her a soft kiss on the lips.

"What are you supposed to be?" she asked.

"A pirate." He replied indignantly. "Can't you tell?"

"Historically speaking, pirates didn't actually…" she started.

"No time for that Bones." He said cutting her off. "We have to go. Right, Parker?'

"Daaad…" Parker whined.

"Sorry." He replied. "Ready to go, Detective Parker?" he asked in a deep voice.

"Yep!" Parker said. "I need my pumpkin though." He ran down the hall to his room.

"We are taking the pumpkin?" she asked confusedly.

Booth laughed. "No, he means his pumpkin bucket. You know, for the candy?"

"Don't laugh at me." She pouted. "It's my first Halloween."

"I can't promise that." He replied grinning. He thought back to earlier in the day when they carved their pumpkin. Despite the fact that she dealt with skeletons and once put on a dead man's hand, Temperance refused to put her hands inside the pumpkin. She said it looked weird. So Parker and him scooped out all the pumpkin guts all the time laughing at the look of disgust on her face.

She was however, very adept at carving and they ended up with a very scary looking and professionally done pumpkin.

"Booth? Booth?" she said, pulling him out of his thoughts.

"Sorry, what?" he asked.

"I said, are you ready to go?" she said, hands on her hips.

"Absolutely." He replied, flashing her his charm smile.

"Don't think that charm smile is going to work on me." She said, as they headed out the door to the car. "You made me eat that weird candy stuff, then you made me touch the insides of the pumpkin and now you are dragging me to a party where I will be dressed like a cat in front of all my co-workers."

"First of all Bones, it's candy corn." He replied, getting into the car as she finished putting Parker in his seat. "Second of all, you only touched only tiny part of the pumpkin guts and third of all, you look hot in that cat suit."

"You don't look too bad yourself." She said in a low voice. "But Parker looks the best." She said, raising the volume of her voice.

"Thanks Mom!" Parker replied. "Come on, Daddy let's go!"

He put the car into drive and they headed off to the Jeffersonian.

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When they walked in, the party was in full swing. There were kids running around everywhere in various costumes and most of the adults were dressed up too. There were stations everywhere with things for kids to do and people were passing out candy as well. She looked around and couldn't believe that she was here. She normally avoided Jeffersonian functions, but now here she was, dressed like a cat, ready to collect candy and do whatever else it was that you did on Halloween. 'Things do change.' She thought to herself. She looked over at Booth and Parker. 'Definitely in a good way though.'

"Angela!" Parker said, running towards the blue fairy standing off to the side.

"Hey Parker!" Angela replied. "Who are you?"

"I'm a detective!" Parker said.

"Wow, that's cool!" Angela replied. "Nice cat suit, Bren."

"Thanks." She replied. "I feel a little ridiculous."

"And Booth…" Angela started. She suddenly burst into laughter.

"What?" he asked.

"Yeah, what's so funny?" Hodgins said, coming up to them.

Booth and Hodgins looked at each other and simultaneously cried. "Oh, man!"

They were wearing the exact same costume.

"Daddy, you look like Dr. Jack!" Parker said, giggling.

"Nice costume, Hodgins." He said grinning.

"Dude you totally copied me!" Hodgins replied.

"Let's go have some fun, shall we?" Angela said. "What do you want to do first?"

"I don't know!" Parker said, hopping from one foot to the other.

"Hey Bub, let's start at one side of the room and work our way to the other." He said.

"K, Daddy." Parker said, running to the first station.

"He is going to be hyped up on sugar all night." She said. "We won't get him to sleep."

"No, Parker and I have a rule." He replied. "We sort out the treats and he only gets to have a couple. Although we are not actually trick or treating, but I can tell he will still get plenty of candy. You guys definitely go all out."

"I know man, it's crazy." Hodgins said, as they walked over to where Parker was.

"Daddy, look I can make a candy apple and they put my name on the stick and when it's hard at the end of the night I can take it home with me!" Parker said.

"You can all make one if you like." The woman said at the table.

"Yes!" Booth and Angela said at the same time. She laughed as they high fived each other. They each got a stick and wrote their names on it. Then they stuck it into the apple and dipped it into the pot of melted candy. She had to help Parker with his so that he wouldn't burn himself.

They moved their way through the various stations, watching Parker as he made Halloween crafts and collected candy for his pumpkin bucket. They decorated Halloween cookies, Angela's being the most artistic of course. And Hodgins, Angela and Parker stood back and laughed as Booth and Brennan got into a full blown bobbing for apples competition, which Booth ended up winning. Eventually Hodgins and Angela wandered off to check out the haunted house area. Parker was a little too young for that and not really interested. They stopped and watched as he made yet another Halloween craft.

"Your whiskers are gone." He said, reaching out to touch her cheek.

"They washed off when you cheated during that apple game." She replied.

"Hey, just because I am better at bobbing for apples then you are…" he said laughing.

"I made this for you Mom." Parker said coming up to her and holding out a sparkly ghost.

"Thanks Parker." She replied. "It's beautiful."

"Let's go get some more candy!" Parker said, running to the next station, his pumpkin bucket rattling. She followed behind Booth and looked down at the ghost again. Parker had meticulously decorated the outer edges in silver sparkle and around the eyes as well. He had stuck several different stickers on it as well. She was reminded of the Christmas decorations that her mom used to put on the tree every year. They were handmade by Russ and her when they were little, and no matter how ugly or how they mismatched, she always put them on the tree every year. She blinked back tears as she watched Parker laughing at a puppet show about skeletons. Holding the ghost in her hands, she knew that she would keep it and bring it out every year. A small reminder of her first Halloween with Booth and Parker.

"Hey, you okay?" he said, reaching out and touching her shoulder.

"What?" she replied. "Yeah, I'm fine. Did you see the ghost Parker made me?"

"Yeah, it's pretty good." He said.

"It's beautiful." She said fervently. "I'm starting to understand why people like holidays."

"I'm glad." He replied simply. He knew what she meant. He laced his fingers through hers and they headed off towards Parker.