A:N/ Well here it is…the much anticipated next chapter (good and fluffy :D)! Thanks to everyone who reviewed! It means a lot… enjoy!
Disclaimer: Still don't own Bones…or David B. ( though I can't decide which would be better??)
When I was greeted with the familiar smell of coffee and brewing, and the distant sizzle of batter hitting a pan, I groggily opened my eyes.
I was still wrapped up in Booth's sheet, my hair fanning out around me. My mouth tasted like I had swallowed a mouthful of pond scum, and I grimaced when I exhaled.
Whistling carried into the bedroom, through the open door. I rolled around and found that I was alone in the bed, leaving me to assume that Booth was making breakfast.
Shakily, I climb from the bed and look around for my clothes. There they were, folded neatly on a chair next to the bed. That's Booth, I chuckled folding my clothes for me.
Soon I had my jeans and tee-shirt back on, and located a toothbrush so I could my teeth in the connecting bathroom. While I stand by the sink, brushing my teeth, I open the medicine cabinet. I was picking through old bottles of deodorant and tubes of toothpaste when there was knock on the bathroom door.
"Are you finding any interesting specimens Dr. Brennan?" Booth teased, as he wraps his arms around my waste. I spit the toothpaste in the sink, and wipe my mouth off on a small face towel.
"Yes, very interesting Agent Booth. Anthropologically speaking, partners can learn about one another by the grooming techniques each use." I informed him, as he casually began kissing my neck softly.
"Is that so?" he asks, as he slides his hands down to my hips. "Yes, it's a proven fact that mates are attracted to each others scent more than any other attribute, and I have to say that I don't think I smell too attractive right now." I confided, as he turned me around and met my lips with his own.
Soon he pulled his lips back from mine and smiled kindly at me. "I think you smell perfectly amazing. You hungry? I made breakfast. I hope you like waffles." He teased, as I play punched him in the shoulder.
"Waffles? You're always trying to get me to eat something unhealthy Booth." I told him, spinning out of the bathroom, grasping for his hand as I left. He latched onto my hand, and we walked hand in hand down to his kitchen. At the table there was a brand new paper and a single daisy sitting in a jelly jar.
"Oh, Seeley. I love you." I sigh, turning and planting a gentle kiss on his lips. Soon though we pull apart needing air, and he needs food. "Thank you, Seeley." I tell him as I sit down next to the paper. Immediately understanding that this is my side of the breakfast table.
Booth plates a stack of waffles onto his plate and offers me one. "Oh fine, I'll take a tiny one." I tell him, and he slides a miniature one onto my plate. Next a bowl of fruit appears at my side and I look up smiling at Booth's face. "Thank you." I whisper as he leans in and kisses me passionately. Suddenly he pulls back, as the door bell peals.
"Damn it!" He groans as he stalks to the front door. For the first time I realize that he is only wearing a pair of pajama-pants and nothing else. I should be blushing, but instead I smile. He's all mine I think. And suddenly I have to dive into the fruit bowl, as memories of the night and morning, come rushing back into my head pleasantly.
"Um, Bones. Look who's here." I hear Booth call, as Rebecca and Parker come around the corner of the kitchen. I almost gag on a piece of apple.
"Rebecca! How nice to see you again. And Parker, how are you little guy?" I try to look at Booth, but he isn't there.
Suddenly he reappears, wearing a dark green ARMY tee-shirt. "Becca, not that I don't mind this visit, but what are you doing here? Bones and I were just about to have some breakfast." Booth asks her sharply.
"Booth it's fine." I assure him, not wanting him to be rude to Rebecca. It must be hard enough to find you ex, the father of your child, having after-sex breakfast with his co-worker. She didn't need him being rude to her, to top it all off.
"Cullen called me last night, and said you'd gotten shot. So when I called the hospital and they said you went home, I didn't think this is what I'd find." She smiled at me, and I couldn't quite distinguish whether it was out of kindness or irritancy.
"Becca you could have called first." Booth told her, walking to stand behind my chair. He laid a protective hand on my shoulder. Irritancy, I decided to myself.
"Parker couldn't wait to come see you. I'm sorry we interrupted your little thing, here. We'll be going now." She turned, and walked towards the direction of the door. "Parker!" She called sharply.
She wants to get out here, fast. I told myself. I couldn't help but hang my head as Parker came bounding around the corner from his room. "Daddy! I wanna stay! I haven't seen you in so long!" Parker moaned as Booth scooped him up into a bear hug.
"I know buddy. But I promise we'll do something later this week okay? Just you and me. I promise." I smiled. Booth always knew what to say. He knows how to calm a screaming five year old, or convict a thirty year old murder.
"But how come Dr. Bone's gets to stay and I don't?" Parker whined, and Booth smiled. "Buddy, Dr. Bone's and I have some work we gotta do today." I heard a snort come from the hallway where Rebecca was standing.
"Fine," Parker grumbled.
"Parker!" Rebecca called again, more annoyance in her voice.
"Buddy you better go, mom's raring to go." Booth told his son, his voice laced with sadness.
"Fine, bye daddy! Bye Dr. Bone's!" Parker called as he ran out into the hallway and joined his mother.
In seconds we heard the front door slam shut, and a care engine start.
Booth ran his hand through his hair. "Sorry you had to go through that Bones. I don't know what her problem is." He grumbled as he turned to his side of the table.
His waffles had gone cold so he slipped them into the microwave. As he stood in front of the microwave, watching the plate of waffles spin around, I found myself calling out to him.
"You really shouldn't stand in front of that when it's on. The radiation can ruin your chances of having kids."
All signs of annoyance and sadness left his face as he walked over to me. "Oh really, you don't say?" He asked as he pulled me up out of the chair and wrapped his arms around me, planting his lips firmly on mine.
Soon the buzzer of the microwave went off and he let me go, to go retrieve the plate. "What was that for?" I asked, as I lowered myself back into my seat. He settled himself opposite me at the table, and poured syrup on his waffles. "Nothing," he chuckled and took a large bite of waffle.
A:N/ just a little dribble-drabble…I know every loves Parker, so I thought I'd add him in somewhere…Btw I added Rebecca that way because that's how I would react. Please don't review saying "that's not how it would happen at all"…this is just my interpretation about it :D Well, review please…more to come later! I promise :D