Hope this is ok for everyone:) Sadly, the best parts are still not mine

Beep... Beep... Beep...

Those irritating machines. At least her head did not seem to hurt this time. In fact, not much was painful anymore.

She had been drifting along on this blissful solitude for days. Weeks. No pressure, no social interactions; it was perfect. On the down side, there was no light, no laughter, and no love. She had been trying to find her way out, a feat so far as successful as exiting a black hole. She felt she was almost there when she could feel someone touching her actual physical body. Across the chest, then her arms. Unfortunately, her body reacted to physically defend itself. She lost that momentary handle into herself as pain shot down her arm; she had hit someone very hard. Hope she hadn't done too much damage. The pain caused her mental awareness to flee back to the darkness. The oblivion of safety.

She had given up hope that anyone would ever be able to help her out of this place. No one knew where her physical body was; let alone where her mind had wandered off too. She was getting scared.

Alone with only her thoughts... she kept thinking about the night she left. Thought about the way she felt when Booth grabbed her, no warning he was there at all. She should have known better. He always seemed to find her, well almost always. What she wouldn't give to have him here now...

As that realization hit her, she could sense something far away. Suddenly, she felt warmth. And a tingling sensation washed over all over her awareness. There was only one person who had ever made her feel so warm and tingly. She could feel him staring down at her. Here was a chance, a chance to go back.

She hurt all over. Inside, outside, every part of her. In her own defense, her body and mental awareness had separated; keeping her from feeling the physical pain. Now, as she was trying to reunite mind and body, she was enduring every sensation, every hurt that was healing. But she could feel her body again, that was victory enough. She could hear her friends, at one point she felt her father. She really looked forward to the visits with Parker, and his father. It amazed her that she was enjoying Parker's company so much. Granted, she could not respond yet, but she could listen. Listen to how his day went, how he missed doing things with her and Booth.

Through all of his visits, she knew Booth was there. His 'aura' (she hated that term) was solid, strong, and totally focused on her. But one time, that aura was gone. Parker was still with her on the bed, he started to tell her 'secrets'.

~I have to let him know I'm here. I have to try; I miss him, and Booth. I lov... wait... I LOVE them... ~

That insight, finally admitting to herself the nature of her feelings had warmth surging through her whole body. Parker was hugging her; the only response she could muster was to move her arm a little.

"Daddy! DADDY!"

Booth was back, but her energy was gone. She would try again later. For now, she listened. Listened to Booth 'spill his intestinal tract', or however he phrased that. He spoke of his feelings toward her. He went quiet after a while, felt peaceful. Like he was sleeping.

His final words took a little while to sink in, to process in her head.

~He would never leave me, not like everyone else. He's always there for me, no matter what time, or how far apart we are. He always comes to help me. I have to wake up. It's time to get on with my life. My life with Booth, and Parker, they do come as a handsome pair. ~

With that thought, she opened her eyes. Pure Temperance Brennan fashion. No fluttering, no taking time to adjust herself to the light. Her eyes just opened. There was enough light to see most of the room. Flowers were everywhere. Pictures too. Turning her head to the right, she saw the most beautiful sight. Special Agent Seeley Booth laying/sitting in a hospital easy chair. Arms around his little boy. Both of them were asleep, unaware of the change in her.

~They are so beautiful. I should feel so lucky that they want me to be a part of their lives. ~

She looked at them for hours. Father and son, together in a perfect harmony, so innocent. So blessed to have each other. The sun came up, Turning Parker's dark blond curls to gold kissed. She drifted asleep watching the sun creep over her vision of family.

"Daddy... Daddy, wake up!" Parker was whispering.

"Yeah Bub?" Still very much asleep, Booth hugged him close.

"Dr. Bren's head moved Daddy."

Fully awake now, "What?"

Sure enough, her head was turned toward them.

~Why didn't she say anything? Why didn't I wake up? ~

The two of them hurried through getting dressed. The doctors were coming around for morning treatments. They grabbed breakfast and brought it back to the room. Parker immediately ran to the bed, climbed up and hugged her hand.

"Mornin' Dr. Bren. We brought breakfast. Daddy says we'll eat in here. And then we are goin' to get new flowers for ya."

Booth bent over to pick up his son. Turned him toward the bed table.

"Go start eating Bub." He went back to bed, leaned over Brennan, and as per his new habit; kissed her cheek, ending it by gently grazing over her lips. "Good morning Bones."

He felt a change. Looked into her face. Her eyes were opening. Bright and clear. She was kissing him back, more insistent than his gentle caress. Taken completely by surprise, he just froze. Hovered over her. Nose to nose. Mile wide smiles broke out on both faces.

"G...good morning to you too Booth."