I was reading this story over the other day to get an idea of what I should do next and to see if the story flowed nicely, when I realized I had messed up a bit on the first chapter, (no, I'm not talking about the spelling mistakes and the grammatical errors), I named the dog Jim in the first chapter then changed it to Gracy in the chapter that I put the dog in. Oops! I just thought I'd point that out, probably didn't need to, but I thought I would anyway! Anywayz, thanks for the awesome reviews!

(I found the doctor's name to be quite amusing. . .then again. . .I amuse easily).

Booth sat stone still as if frozen to the hospital chair, Brennan sat beside him ever so often glancing worriedly at him out of the corner of her eye. He assumed she thought he didn't know she was doing this, and he hadn't known until a few minutes earlier when he had turned to the side and caught her looking at him, ever sense then he had been aware of her frequent glances.

Booth sighed, he was still finding it hard to believe that his father was in the hospital bed in front of him. He and Temperance had been there barely fifteen minutes and Booth only knew that Michael had suffered from a heart attack and had been admitted to the hospital immediately.

Booth was affended at first that his mother hadn't told him right away, but she had explained that he wouldn't answer his cell and that he wasn't available at work or at home. He had pulled out his phone and apologized quickly as soon as he'd seen that he had at least five missed calls from his mother and Jared, where he had put it on silent during the commotion of the moment.

Michael had been admitted during which time Booth and Brennan had been trying to make sure that Mary Newmann didn't die on them.

Booth wouldn't have known about his father's sickness if Brennan hadn't seen Melina walking into the hospital room, and something about this disturbed him. He was hurt slightly that his family didn't try harder to find him and tell him about his father, sure he had been in the wrong partly when he had stupidly turned his phone to silent and hadn't bothered to check and see if he'd missed any important calls after the rush of the moment.

But couldn't they have tried to call him again? Maybe he would have noticed this time, or couldn't they have dropped by his place and seen if he was there,couldn't they have called the Jeffersonian, he was sure someone would have called Brennan, and he would've known through her.

Booth was shaken from these thoughts when Lynn entered with Parker and Casey. Parker had been staying with Booth for the rest of the weekend, but seeing as Booth had to work Lynn had agreed to watch him while he was gone.

Jared stood and took Casey from his mother and held her in his lap, Casey was torn up over her grandfather's being in the hospital, she didn't really know what was wrong she just knew that if you were in the hospital it couldn't be good.

Parker on the other hand took things completely different, he hadn't said a word since Michael had had his heart attack and still wasn't speaking.

Booth stood and knelt down in front of his son. "Are you ok, Parker?"

Parker nodded and went to sit in a chair opposite his father's. "I'll be find, Dad. It's Grandpa I'm worried about."

Booth nodded and continued to look worriedly at his son, he could tell that Parker would grow up to be a very strong and selfless man, and this made him immensely proud. Booth sat back down in the hospital chair and sighed heavily as the doctor came in the door.

"Hello, I'm Dr.Tart, are you all Michael Booth's family?"

Everyone but Temperance nodded. "No, I'm his son's FBI partner." Brennan explained to the sour looking doctor.

Dr.Tart nodded and opened the door he had just come through."Then I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

Booth stood and opened his mouth to retort, but Temperance placed her hand on his shoulder and shook her head. "It's ok, Booth. This is a family thing anyway, I'll leave."

Booth looked apreehensive as Brennan made her way to the door."Ok, I'll see you later then."

Temperance nodded and left, glaring at the doctor as she went out. Dr.Tart smirked at her and turned back to the Booths.

"Michael Booth seems to have suffered from a heart attack caused by a blood clot in one of his arteries, this is something that is very dangerous and can cause death, but we have caught it at a fairly early stage. Now, there is a procedure that we can perform that will un-clot the artery and put him back to normal, this surgery will be an overnight one and he will take some time to recover we will want to do it as soon as possible to insure that the clot does not worsen."

"When can you start?" Lynn said taking her eyes off of her sleeping husband.

"In about an hour or two is the quickest, I'll have a nurse come in and prep him for surgery if you'd like to do it this quickly."

Lynn nodded and grasped Michael's hand. "That will be fine."