So sorry it's been a while, but I've had so many things happening around me and with the Bones hiatus I've been sort of off my game and I started a different story and... well that ends today, anyways. Bones is back tonight XD and I'm back to writing! Enjoy!
Chapter Nine: Exhaustion
"And they all lived happily ever after..." Booth said, tiredly as he read the last line of the story to 7-year-old James, who had fallen asleep long ago.
Booth smiled at the youngest Booth, and kissed his head, unable to believe how big he was getting as Booth got older. It was now coming on to Booth's 52nd birthday and he couldn't feel any more ancient, after 15 years of marriage and five kids. He felt old enough to retire, though he knew he had a good thirteen years ahead of him with the FBI.
Booth stood up, groaning at the pain in his back as it cracked. He was about to turn around and walk out when he heard a small voice behind him. "Daddy?"
Booth turned. James's eyes were half-lidded and looked tired, but he fought to stay awake a little longer.
"Yeah, Buddy?" Booth asked.
"What happens after happily ever after?" the little boy asked innocently.
Booth grinned. "They had five wonderful kids, who grew up to be whatever they dreamed, and they were able to die peacefully."
"They died?" James asked.
Booth nodded. "Everybody dies, buddy. But the trick is to hold off death for as long as possible and this couple, they lived to be five-hundred years old!"
James smiled sleepily. "Really?"
"Would I lie to you?" Booth asked, jokingly.
James shook his head.
Booth grinned. "That's right. Now, go to sleep, Bud. I'll see you in the morning."
James nodded and closed his eyes, allowing sleep to finally wash over him.
Booth smiled at him for a moment more before making his way out of the room.
When he got back into his room, he found Brennan sitting up in bed, reading. When she heard him enter, she looked up at him over her glasses and smiled, lovingly.
"How was storytime?" she asked.
Booth sighed and plopped down on the bed, next to her, leaning over to kiss her cheek. "Exhausting, Bones. I'm getting way to old for this."
"Storytime?" Brennan laughed.
"No, Bones," Booth said, poking her side and causing her to squeak, "having kids, reading to them, giving them piggy back rides, all of it."
"Booth, you're only fifty-two. You still have yet to pick up your own grandchildren, though we're getting quite close, aren't we?" Booth smiled softly at her, and leaned his head on her shoulder.
"That's what I'm saying, Bones. I'm getting old." Booth sighed.
"Booth, you're not that much older than I am, and I am certainly not that old." Brennan argued.
Booth chuckled. "Of course not, Bones. You'll never be old." He kissed her sweetly, and she backed out.
"Does that mean you think I'll expire before I get old?" Brennan asked, glancing at him quizzically.
Booth grabbed his chest and moaned. "Don't ever talk like that, Bones. I could never go on if you died. No, I mean you'll be forever young, in there." He pointed to her heart and she smiled softly at him, before kissing his forehead, lovingly.
"Thank you, Booth. I wish the same for you." Booth grinned and kissed her lips sweetly. When they pulled back, she smiled at him coyly. "You know," she said, "There are some things we're not too old for yet."
Booth grinned cockily and pulled Brennan's glasses off her face, placing them on the end table, along with her book, before turning back to her, and running his hands through her hair. "Thank God." He said, before claiming her mouth in a passionate kiss, swallowing her giggles.
Okay so that AN up there? ^^^^^^ Yeah, I wrote that over a month ago. Sorry! But I've been soooo busy and uninspired lately and I've been writing other stories. Anyways, please forgive me and REVIEW!
