5 years later.
"C'mon Dad!" Parker yelled as he ran down the hill.
"Okay, wait for me! I'm old you know." Booth yelled back as he began jogging towards Parker. He looked back towards his wife and daughter.
"Don't look at us." Brennan said. "We've got the picnic basket."
He jogged down the hill leaving Sophie and her to find the perfect spot. She stared at her five year old daughter and still couldn't believe she was hers. It had been a year and a half ago that she was on an excavation in Columbia. She had been examining some remains and she turned around and there Sophie was, her bright, inquisitive eyes staring at her.
Sophie had spent the rest of the day by her side, just watching her work. She had later found out she was from the local orphanage. She had called up Booth that night and although he had been incredulous at first, he was soon won over by her enthusiasm and they began the long fight for adoption.
"How about here?" she said to Sophie, pointing at a grassy hill.
Sophie nodded and they began to unpack the basket.
"Lunch time!" she shouted, waving Booth and Parker over.
They dropped down on the blanket with a huff.
"That was a good race, Dad!" Parker said.
"Yeah." Booth replied, breathing heavily.
"Getting old?" she smirked.
"Not on your life." He replied, reaching for a sandwich.
They joked and laughed and ate, both of them trying to encourage conversation out of the usually quiet Sophie. Soon Parker had grabbed her hand and they were off and running towards the playground, leaving Booth and Brennan to themselves.
"So," Booth said, leaning back against the tree and pulling her close. "Having a good time?"
"Of course." She replied. "And don't think I don't know that you're up to something. I know perfectly well what today is."
"And what is today?" he asked, tickling her side.
"You tell me first." She said stubbornly.
He grabbed her and flipped her, tickling her furiously.
"Stop it…stop it.." she said, tears of laughter running down her face. "Fine. Our anniversary."
They had never been one to celebrate their anniversary, last year both of them forgot, but this year was different. It was five years after all.
"So do you want your present now or later?" he asked, brushing a strand of hair away from her face.
"Depends on what it is." She said huskily.
Immediately his lips captured hers, causing her head to spin and her heart to pound.
"Oh that part of the gift will definitely be later. As for the first part of your present, I think I will give it to you now."
"Yours is at home." She said. "Just so you know."
"You got me a present?" he asked. "Oh how the tides have turned. Temperance Brennan, she who hated presents, both giving and getting, now has pushed aside her past beliefs to…"
"Oh be quiet." She interrupted, smacking him on the arm.
He just smiled at her and reached into his pocket.
"It's been five years, so you should accept this, regardless of all your anthropological reasonings." He said, holding out his closed fist.
She watched it carefully and then gasped when he opened it, a small diamond ring sitting in the palm of his hand.
"I told you I'd buy you a diamond." He said, holding it out.
"Booth, I…"
"See, the stones around it are all of our birthstones, Sophie included. It's our family."
"Thank you." She said, still making no move to reach for it.
"Here, can I put it on?" he asked.
She nodded and held out her hand as he slipped the ring on.
"I remember when you told me you were going to buy me one." She said, recalling the events of five years previous. "I thought you were going to leave me then."
"Not going to happen." He said, kissing her forehead as he pulled her close.
"I know." She replied, snuggling into him. "I knew back then like I know now, I could never be here without you."