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"Remember what I told you, buddy?" Booth asked his son when he parked in front of Brennan's building.
"Yes, Dad."
Brennan watched the black Sequoia parking and started walking towards it.
"Hi, Parker!" She greeted the little boy after entering the car.
"Hi, Bones!" He smiled at her. "I'm glad that you're spending the day with us."
"I hope you don't mind, I mean, I know how important those days are for both of you." She said sincerely. She knew Booth didn't get to see his son as much as he wanted and the last thing she wanted was to spoil their day.
"No, I'm really happy. Dad told me to tell you how happy I am because you are spending the day with us, but I really mean it." The little boy said.
Booth blushed. "Parker!"
"What?" He asked innocently.
"It's okay, Booth." Brennan chuckled. She loved that little boy.
"I really like Bones, Dad." He told his father.
"I know, buddy, but you shouldn't have said that I told you to tell her that." Booth explained.
"But you did." Parker said confused.
"Booth, why does it matter? He already said he felt like this, and for me it's much more important." She told her partner before turning her head to look at the blonde boy sitting on the backseat. "And I really like you too, Parker."
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"Hey, Bones, do you know what's a skeleton's favorite musical instrument?" Parker asked Brennan while they were on their way to an amusement park.
"Well, a skeleton can't have a favorite musical instrument, Parker, because it cannot think, so, how would it have preferences?" She said.
"It's a joke, Bones." Booth murmured.
"Oh." She got it. "I don't know… what's it?"
"A tram-bone!" He answered excitedly.
Booth and Brennan started to laugh.
"It was a good one." Brennan nodded. "You know, the funny aspect in this joke is that he took an instrument that had the word 'bone' in his name."
"I understood the joke, Bones." Booth told her.
"I have another one!" Parker said. ""Why don't skeletons play music on church?"
"Because skeletons can't move by themselves?" Brennan tried.
"No… because they have no organs!" He cracked up.
"That was amusing." Brennan grinned. "Your father told me you appreciate telling jokes."
"I do. I always make my friends laugh at school." Parker said proudly.
"Yeah, that's why your school called me and your mom to have a talk about your behavior two weeks ago." Booth narrowed his eyes and looked at his son through the mirror.
"Well, it's not my fault if my teacher doesn't enjoy them and my friends do." The boy defended himself.
"He has a point, Booth." Brennan agreed.
"He has to pay attention in class. He can make jokes during the break time. That's why break time exist."
"Classes are boring." Parker stuck out his tongue.
"I enjoyed my classes a lot when I was a child." Brennan smiled remembering those times. "All the learning, physics… chemistry… oh, and of course, history! I never understood why people were so excited for the break. Classes were so much cooler."
Parker and Booth shared the same disgusting face, but then Booth remembered how hard High School was for Brennan, having no friends besides creepy Mr. Buxley and having people mocking her and suggesting she once killed a classmate. He wanted to punch those jerks for being so mean to her, but he knew once he was also very mean to people, and he regretted that a lot.
"Once a squint, always a squint." He winked to his son through the driver's mirror.
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"The park was fun!" Parker said at the restaurant. They spent the morning at the amusement park and decided to go and have some lunch after. "Too bad Bones didn't want to go in any exciting attraction. That rollercoaster was awesome!"
Brennan and Booth shared a look. Should they tell him about the baby now?
She nodded, as saying him to go ahead. They didn't have a reason to wait much more.
"Parker… Bones and I have some news to tell you." He looked at her and smiled.
"Will you take me to the field on your next case?" Parker asked in delight.
"No, what have I already told you about that?" Booth crossed his arms under his chest and looked seriously at his son.
"That if I want to go to the field and see disgusting bodies, I have to work with that." He rolled his eyes. "And that won't happen before I start to shave, finish school and then finish college. It's gonna take so long, Dad."
"That's correct." He pointed his finger at his son and clicked his tongue.
"So, if it's not that, what's it?" He asked curious.
"Remember when you asked me to give you a little brother?"
"Yes. And you said that wouldn't happen unless you found the woman you would spend the rest of your life with, because you didn't want to suffer waiting the whole week to pass to watch your kid as you have to do with me." Parker pursed his lips.
Booth blushed again. That little boy had a mouth with the size of the moon.
Brennan bit her lower lip uncomfortable.
"Yeah… I said that… but things… changed." He started saying. "Bones and I are having a baby."
"You had sex with Bones?" Parker asked surprised. "You always said you were just partners!"
Booth spilled milkshake all over the table. Brennan choked with her juice.
"What?" Booth couldn't believe he just heard the word "sex" coming out of his baby boy's mouth.
"Dad, I'm eight, almost nine. I know how babies are made." Parker rolled his eyes. "And I also know you and Mom are Santa."
"How? Did she tell you?"
"Nope, I recognized her handwriting. I'm not stupid, you know."
"He's smart." Brennan commented.
Parker smiled with the compliment.
"But you didn't tell me, Dad, did you and Bones have sex?" He asked curiously. Wait till he could tell his friend he had a sex talk with his father. He didn't know exactly what sex was, but, who cared? It always makes people blush and be embarrassed when they talk about it, so, it must be something fun.
"Hey, hey, can you please stop with that, buddy?" Booth begged.
"He's uncomfortable to talk about sex." Brennan explained the little boy.
"Bones!"
"You are, Booth. Don't try to deny it."
"He's eight. He's my son. I have a reason for not being comfortable to talk with him about that subject." He complained.
"Another subject we'll only talk about when I have hair in my armpit?" The little boy sighed.
"Yeah." Booth agreed.
"Sooooo, I'm having a little brother?" He asked excited.
"Sister." Brennan told him and put a French fry in her mouth.
"A girl?" He sounded a bit disappointed.
"You're not happy about it?" Brennan asked worried.
"No, I am." He quickly opened a smile. "It's just that girls are usually annoying, but… you're a girl and you are super cool. You even gave me that real size skeleton with the name of every bone written on it!"
"You gave Parker a skeleton?" Booth cried.
"He showed interest to learn more about the bone structure and I sent him a skeleton." She shrugged. "Is there something wrong with it?"
"It's not real, is it?" He narrowed his eyes.
"Of course not."
"But it would be so cool if it was." Parker added. "I tell my friends it is and they get scared. It's funny."
"See, Booth?" Brennan raised an eyebrow. "I always told you bones could be cool and amusing."
Booth made a doubtful face and let that one pass. He loved that Bones and Parker got along that well.
"You two are getting married?" Parker sucked the straw of his milkshake.
"Wha- no." Booth quickly asked.
"Why?" The boy asked.
"Because having a baby doesn't mean that we'll get married." Booth explained. "We are just friends, Parker, two friends having a baby."
"Josh's father and his girlfriend had a baby last year and they got married. Josh said they now live in this big house and the baby is cool. Will you still see me after my sister is born, Dad?" Parker felt suddenly worried.
"Of course I will!" Booth stood up and hugged his son, who was sitting in the other side of the table. "You're my buddy. I love you so much and I always will, Parker. No matter if I have five, or ten, or fifteen more kids, I'll always love you and will always want to have you around. Always. Never, ever, forget that."
"I love you too, dad." He hugged back.
Brennan stared at them with tears in her eyes.
"And I love you too, Bones." Parker added when he realized she was staring at them. "When I grow up and become an FBI agent, I want to have a partner as smart and cool and beautiful as you are."
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"You really don't think about having fifteen, do you?" Brennan asked after they dropped Parker off at Rebecca's house.
"Fifteen of what?"
"Kids, Booth, you told Parker you would still love him even if you had fifteen more kids."
"It was a figure of speech, Bones." He chuckled.
"Hm. That's good. Because fifteen… that would be tough."
"Yeah, but I always wanted to have three… or four." He said.
Brennan looked at him by the side of her eyes. Four?
"We're here." He said, parking again in front of her building.
"Thank you, Booth." She said opening the door. "For the ride, for the lunch, for the day. I really had a great time."
"Anytime, Bones." He winked. "Anytime."
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A/N: I started another story yesterday. Yes, I'm insane and I'm writing two stories at the same time. I would love if you check it and tell me what you think about it. It was inspired by next episode's promo. Here is the link: .net/s/5900257/1/Feel_the_Silence