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Brennan had just finished unloading the dishwasher when she heard a knock on the door to the apartment. Opening the door, Brennan found her father standing in the hallway. "Dad, what are you doing here?"

Leaning towards Brennan, Max kissed his daughter on the cheek. "I came to visit. Aren't you going to invite me in?"

Happy to see him, Brennan stepped aside to allow room for him to enter. "Of course. Won't you come in Dad?"

Entering the apartment, Max looked around the living room to see if anyone else was there. "I went by the Jeffersonian this afternoon to see if you wanted to go to lunch with me, but Cam said you had taken a vacation day. I decided to come and see what you've been up to today and see if you wanted my company."

Surprised that Max had tracked her down. Brennan smiled. "I just wanted to do a few things that I haven't had time to do lately. You're welcome to stay if you want to."

Curious, Max looked towards the hallway. "So, where's that beautiful grandkid of mine?"

"She's with Hank in the den." Pointing down the hallway, Brennan started to walk towards the den. "Hank is watching a hockey game and he wanted to explain the rules of how to play hockey to her. Do you want to see her?"

Eager to see the baby, Max nodded his head. "I sure would. I have a present for her." Raising up his left hand, Max showed Brennan that he was carrying a bag with something a little bulky inside.

Shaking her head, Brennan scolded him. "Dad, I thought I told you to quit buying presents for Christine. It's not necessary to bring her a present every time you come to see her. She has too many possessions for someone so young as it is. Besides, Booth says that you keep buying the things he wants to buy Christine. He says you're spoiling his fun."

Not sure what the problem was, Max didn't think he was doing anything wrong. "Come on Honey. I can't help it if Booth is turning this into a competition. I see something in a store and I buy it. I'm impulsive. It's who I am." Winking at Brennan, he walked through the living room to the den. Seeing Hank sitting on the couch watching a hockey game with Christine cradled in his arms, Max walked over to the couch and sat down next to Hank, dropping his bag on the floor next to his feet. "Hey, Hank. Mind if I hold my granddaughter?"

Pleased to see Max, Hank smiled at the old con man. "Sure you can hold my great-granddaughter. She's sleeping though, so try not to wake her up. The hockey game turned out to be a one-sided game and she got bored with it. I don't blame her either."

Taking Christine in his arms, Max quietly thought to himself. "Well I can see where Booth gets his bossiness from."

Mesmerized by his granddaughter, Max was filled with pride that she was as beautiful as the day she was born. "So how's it going Hank? Where's Booth?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Hank turned the volume down on the TV. "I'm alright. As for Seeley, he had to go out of town on a case. He took that kid Sweets with him."

Over hearing what Hank said as she walked into the room, Brennan corrected him. "You know that Doctor Sweets is not a child Hank. You know he hates it when you call him a kid."

Shaking his head, Hank laughed. "Look Temperance, if I consider my grandson a kid then Sweets is a baby as far as I'm concerned. I just make Sweets sound older so Seeley won't fuss about it." Turning back to Max, Hank pointed at the bag sitting on the floor. "What's in the bag? I hope you didn't buy Christine another present. Seeley is getting very aggravated about that."

Not amused at all the fussing aimed at him, Max protested. "Ah, Booth is always aggravated about something. It's who he is . . . If everyone is going to have a cow over it, then I'm going to stop buying Christine presents for awhile . . . I'm going to save my money and buy her a horse for her sixth birthday, instead."

Shocked, Hank stared in disbelief at the younger man. "A horse? Are you nuts? Seeley and Temperance live in an apartment for God's sake. What are they supposed to do with a damn horse?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Max had a solution. "It won't be a problem. I have a friend that owns a farm in Maryland and she said we can keep the horse there when I buy it. I just have to pay for the feed and vet bills and she'll take care of it along with her other two horses."

Concerned, Brennan moved closer to her father and sat down on the chair near the couch. "Dad, I don't think it's a good idea for you to buy a horse for Christine. Six years old is too young of an age to be responsible for a horse."

Max shook his head. "That's the beauty of it. She won't have to be. My girlfriend, Nancy will take care of the horse. All Christine has to do is pet the horse and sit on it once in a while. Maybe feed it a carrot when she visits."

Shaking her head, Brennan didn't like the idea at all. "Dad, I don't want you to buy Christine a horse. It isn't right to give a child an expensive present that like. Booth won't like it and neither will I."

Sighing, Max leaned back against the couch and pouted. "Spoil sport." His attention now on Christine, Max spoke to her. "Well Christine, when you ask where your pony is I'll just have to say that Mommy and Daddy are killjoys and they wouldn't let me get you one."

Aggravated with her father, Brennan stood up, moved closer to the couch, leaned over and picked up Max's bag. Opening it, she pulled out a blue and white checked bear.

Not amused, Brennan held the toy up by a leg. "Dad, I don't want my child playing with stuffed bears, lions, tigers and any other animal that is considered dangerous in the real world. It will give her the false impression that these animals are safe to be around when they're not. Also, bears are not blue and white checked. That is so wrong."

Amused, Hank stood up and walked out of the room laughing at Max's reaction. "Wait until I tell Seeley about this. He'll laugh his ass off."

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Poor Max. Blue and White checked bears are a big no-no in the Brennan/Booth household.