Hope you guys like this story authors note will be updated I'm on my way to my brother's concert see ya.

"Mommy, Daddy. Please stop fighting. Don't yell." Logan cried out in sobs.

Christine tried to soothe Logan. "Honey, Mommy and Daddy weren't yelling at each other."

Michael turned to his brother, who had a shocked look on his face. Michael moved closer to him, with still a little distance. He had a deepen voice than normal. "Don't say another word. Understand me."

Alex nodded and laughed, amused. "Loud and clear, Dad. Loud and clear."

Michael bent down to Logan, and gently moved his hands from his ears. He hugged the little boy, rubbing his hair, and then pulled him back. "Logan. Mommy and I weren't fighting."

"But I heard you yelling." Logan managed in between sobs.

"No buggy, we were yelling at my brother. Alex." Michael felt a little saddened when he said it that way.

"Why?" Logan cried.

"Because it's grown up stuff. But all you need to know is Mommy and Daddy are on the same side, always okay. And we will always be on your side as well." Michael hugged his son.

Michael took Logan to the bathroom to get cleaned up. And Alex smiled, now that his big brother was gone. He turned to Christine. "So you and Mikey huh?"

Christine got in Alex's face. "Listen to me. Michael and I arranged this family get together, and the reason you didn't know was because I didn't want you here."

Alex smiled a sly smile. "Oh Chrissie, why not?"

Christine stomped on his foot. "I don't want you near my son."

Alex winced a little but stopped when Michael came back in holding Logan's hand. Alex smiled and whispered to Christine. "You don't have any control. I'm his uncle."

Parker smiled at the boy. "Come on Logan, let's get you into some of Jake's old pjs. Mom and Dad kept them here in case Riley and I wanted any more kids."

Alex laughed. "Hey Logan, why not come say hi to your Uncle Alex."

Logan went behind his dad. Something about his 'Uncle Alex' scared him just a little bit. Alex got a little mad after Logan started to grip onto his father's legs.

"Look you even got your son to hate me. "Alex shouted, and Logan winced.

Alex moved closer and Michael backed him and Logan away. "What do you think you're doing?"

"I'm going to hug, your brat son and my stubborn nephew." Alex said, grabbing the little boy.

"Get your hands off of him." Christine's fist collided with Alex's face and Parker grabbed Logan.

"Hey Chrissie, you still pack a punch but not enough." Alex laughed.

Alex moved towards Christine, but she stood her ground, Michael tried to step near, but he heard the cool hard smack of Alex's palm against Christine's face. Michael stepped in front of him.

Alex laughed. "Dude you are so whipped."

Michael popped his brother right in the nose, and Alex went down with a bloody nose, everyone kept staring. Michael moved over to Christine and helped her up.

"Are you okay?" Michael asked, rubbing the red of her face with his thumb.

Christine smiled, but then looked at the unconscious Alex. "You knocked him out, Mikey."

Michael looked to the ground. "He grabbed Logan. And then he slapped you. I was protecting my family. I had too Chrissie. I didn't want to but I had to."

Christine held his hand. "I know Mikey. I know."

Michael pulled her in for a close hug, which ended quickly when Booth's voice was heard.

"What on god's green earth is going on down here?" Booth yelled reaching the end of the steps.

Zack came out at the sound of his dad's voice, and Alfie followed. "Woah, what happened here?"

Booth took in the sight in front of him. Parker was holding a crying Logan, while Katie was trying to soothe him. Christine had a large handprint on her face where a bruise was starting to form and Michael was hugging her tightly, while an unconscious Alex lay on the floor, and Zack and Alfie just have open mouths.

"Well, Dad. You see Alex came in drunk, and the Hodgins kids stayed in the living room fighting, while we all went to keep Logan asleep in your office. Then Christine and I came in to keep them quiet." Parker started.

"But Logan woke up to our screams and thought Michael and Christine were fighting so he came out here crying and Michael and Christine started to try and soothe him, which succeeded." Katie continued.

"And then, Alex grabbed a hold of Logan, against our wishes and his will, so Christine hit him with those motherly instincts literally, and he proceeded to go and slap her across the face, leaving this mark." Michael picked up.

"And after which Alex seemed to insult Michael when he stepped in, and combined with prior events caused Michael to pop Alex in the nose. And then you came downstairs." Christine finished.

Booth looked at the six adults, wiping his forehead."Okay, we are going to call the police, Parker go home to Riley and Jake. Everyone else will stay here for tonight, its' too much to try and have all you drive home."

"Dad, really we can go home, besides Michael has work tomorrow." Christine insisted, plus Logan wasn't used to sleeping over night somewhere yet.

"Chrissie, I don't know if I can drive." He said, pointing to his hand.

"Alright." Christine said, rubbing the top of his good hand.


After Katie and Alfie took over Christine's old room, Zack slept in his old room. Then Christine and Michael had to sleep in the guest bedroom because it was the only one big enough for the three of them.

After Michael pulled out a blow up mattress he set it up for Logan, even though he knew Logan would just come into their bed anyway, he waited for the cops to leave before finally starting to head to bed.

He stood watching his son sleep peacefully on the mattress when he felt two small arms slide across his waist. He took the arms and moved them up to his neck and turned around to face Christine.

"Hi." Michael smiled.

"Hi." She blushed.

"How are you doing?" She asked, tussling with his collar.

"I'm doing okay." He smiled, rubbing his arms down hers.

She pulled him in for a kiss, and he kissed her back completely. "If only we weren't in your parents house."

"And if your son wasn't sleeping 5 feet from us." Christine giggled.

"Urgh, I know." Michael rolled his eyes.

Christine picked up a pile of pajamas, and went into the joining bathroom, closing the door. Michael knocked on the door. "You're not even gonna let me look."

"Nope." Christine called from inside, while she changed clothes.

"You're a handful, you know that?" Michael said, changing as well.

A few minutes later Christine emerged from the bathroom, smiling. "Would you love me any other way?"

Christine climbed into the bed, and Michael climbed into next to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, he leaned up to her ear. "Nope. I love you just the way you are."

He said he loved me. Christine thought to herself.

Michael kissed her cheek. "Goodnight Christine."

"Goodnight Michael." She replied.

Christine loved this feeling. Michael pulled her closer into him, and she fell asleep with a smile on her face.


It was about 3 am in the morning when Logan woke up. He looked to his parents who were cuddled up very close, he figured he better not disturb them, and he quietly left the room.

Walking past all the rooms with all the people, Logan headed downstairs and he noticed Booth lying on the chair in the living room. Booth smiled at the boy.

"Hey Logan. What you doing up and about at this hour?" Booth asked his grandson.

"I didn't want to wake Mommy and Daddy." Logan said, looking at the ground.

Booth watched the boy yawn, and stretch his arms out. He remembered when Christine and Zack were little they would come in during the middle of the night to sleep with Booth and his wife. Parker used to do it a lot too.

Booth smiled. "Hey, wanna cuddle up here with me, I could use the company, and Christine's mother takes up a lot of the bed at night."

Logan smiled and climbed up onto the chair, and rested his head on his granddad's chest and laid his body against Booth's to the point where his tiny feet reached Booth's knees.

"Goodnight Shrimp." Booth whispered cradling the boy's head.