"Rebecca! It's my weekend with Parker! He's my son and I haven't seen him in weeks, you're not gonna keep me from my kid, are you?" Booth argued over the phone as Brennan bounced Brandon on her hip, mixing a bottle with her free hand. She looked over in concern at Booth. She knew it hurt Booth that he hadn't been able to see his son a lot. She knew how important it was to him. And realized how important it was to her too.

"I don't care if Captain Fantastic wants to take him to Pluto! He's my son and I want to see him!" There was a cacophonous din resounding from the phone that even Brennan, who was ten feet away, could hear. 'Don't call Brett that! And its Disneyland…Parker's always wanted to go there. Don't be selfish.'

Brennan and Booth scoffed in unison. "Don't be selfish? You've kept him away from me for three weeks while you all vacationed in Aspen. Don't you think it's a little ridiculous that your boyfriend sees Parker more than his father? Rebecca, don't make me go to court with this. I will. I know a damn good lawyer who will fight to her death to make sure I can see him!"

Brennan stifled a laugh, picturing Caroline prosecuting Rebecca, only in their dreams would that work.

Brennan sat down on the couch that Booth was sitting on. They were still in pajamas and hadn't been able to change due to the late night/early morning diaper changes and feeding. Brennan had dark circles under her eyes and was beginning to understand that parenting was no easy feat.

She cradled Brandon in her arms, supporting his small head above her elbow, and brought the bottle to his mouth. He cooed in the most adorable way. She was getting the hang of it, as Booth said. The first time she tried to feed Brandon, the bottle nipple awkwardly pressed against his lips and then formula oozed out of the nipple and all over his face—which, in turn, started a whole new round in crying (both Brandon's and hers.) This time, though, the bottle successfully made it to his lips and he latched on, sucking the bitter formula from the bottle serenely.

She listened further to Booth's conversation. "No! I am not dating that lawyer or having sex with her! She's the prosecutor, I was kidding! Sort of. Besides, you don't have to worry about me bringing 'all sorts of women around' because I happen to have a steady relationship and that's more than you could say for a long time if I remember right…and I do"

Brennan glanced down at Brandon whose blue eyes were exceptionally blue, not quite the cerulean hers were but a deeper blue. She was growing quite fond of Brandon, and she knew Booth was as well. It wasn't her fault that she "lost" the numbers of her friends that wanted to adopt. She promised him that she'd get in contact with them…meanwhile she was taking every opportunity to rave on how cute and lovable Brandon was and that he was not that big of a hassle. Was it wrong that she never wanted to let the child go?

"It's none of your business who I'm dating—although, I seem to remember telling you about it a couple weeks ago. Yes, Parker's met her. No, he doesn't know we're dating. But I'm sure if he was allowed here more often he would be thrilled." Brennan blushed slightly as Booth looked over with a smirk.

He looked down at Brandon and smiled. It was adorable, the sight of his Bones holding a little baby so lovingly. But they couldn't keep that baby, even if he was the cutest baby Booth had ever seen, next to Parker, of course. They had one on the way; surely Bones didn't want another baby?

But would it really be that bad? Raising children together? They both seemed to be extraordinarily attached to him. They had the means to take care of him. But how would Parker feel about two new siblings, maybe more? How would Parker feel about their new founded relationship? Would he take it well, as Booth thought he would? There was so much that his little boy would learn tonight—if Rebecca had the decency to allow Parker to see his father.

"Alright, thanks Rebecca. See you around four. Bye." Booth said curtly. Arguments with Rebecca always left him the same way: drained and thankful that she had refused his proposal.

"I have to go get Parker around four. Do you and Brandon want to stay here or go with?"

"We'll stay; I have a few things to do anyway"

"You're doing really well Bones. You're a natural!" He chuckled and smiled down at Brandon.

"Hardly, but thank you" She gazed at the baby in her arms too. She was completely attached, something she wasn't expecting.

Booth hid his face from the boy, who peered at him with interest, and then he uncovered his face enthusiastically and said "Peek-a-boo" in an odd baby-talk voice.

Brandon spit out the bottle and started crying. Booth's face fell. Brennan seemed amused.

"Booth, he doesn't like that childish game." She said as she set down the bottle and rocked the baby. "Awh, it's okay, he didn't mean to scare you"

After a minute or so of rocking, he quieted. Brennan burped him and put him down in the bassinette she purchased. She made a funny face before she turned to Booth, who was observing, and Brandon burst out in a fit of giggles.

"Ugh! Why does he laugh when you do it but cry when I do it?" the experienced father said. He was a little mystified as to how the first time mother was doing better than he, the man with an eight year old son, was.

"He likes me better" She said smugly. She turned back to the sweet baby and wiggled her fingers, "Dancing phalanges!" She giggled with the child.

"Obviously, who wouldn't?" Booth said as he wrapped his beautiful girlfriend into his arms and kissed her cheek. "I love you"

"I love you too, Booth."

"I can't wait to have this baby with you." He said as he kissed her again.

She smiled, but didn't say anything. She thought about bringing up her desire to adopt Brandon but thought it might be a bit premature to discuss it. And she didn't want to upset him, as it looked like little Brandon was falling asleep. She would, however, bring it up within the weekend…she hoped.

The Booth boys returned to Brennan's apartment an hour after Booth had departed. This was because Rebecca wanted to get a few judgmental words in edgewise before Parker left. Booth blew her off. He didn't really care. He had told her weeks ago about Brennan and the baby, and if she wasn't paying enough attention to remember that wasn't his fault. She was probably too busy looking in a mirror admiring her reflection to listen to what he had to say anyway.

"C'mon, Parker, Bones is waiting for us then we're all to the diner, sound good, bud?" He smiled as he led his son to the SUV.

"Sounds awesome, Dad! Is Dr. Bones gonna play with us all weekend, this time?" Parker was sufficiently irritated that he didn't see the anthropologist more often. He adored her and couldn't understand why he wasn't his dad's girlfriend.

"Yep!" He said jovially, "But Parker, there are some things Bones and I need to tell you. Important things and we're a little worried about how you'll react. It's okay to feel upset, okay buddy? You're my first priority" Booth said honestly. He would do anything for his son, including let his heart be torn to shreds, because Parker was the most important thing to him in the entire world.

"Okay, Dad." The younger Booth nodded, not sure what his father was talking about…but hoping it involved getting a pool…and maybe a milkshake.

When they arrived back at Brennan's apartment, they were greeted with a smile. Brennan looked beautiful and had finally managed to get dressed while Brandon was sleeping. Brandon was in his car seat/cradle with a pacifier in his mouth attempting to reach forward with his tiny hands and grasp a multi colored toy.

"Hi Parker! Hey Booth!" She gave them both hugs.

"Hi, Dr. Bones!" Parker said enthusiastically as he released his favorite anthropologist and looked around the room. "Is that your baby, Dr. Bones?" Parker asked in curious disbelief. Did she have a baby so soon? Parker wasn't sure how baby stuff worked, but he was pretty sure something wasn't right.

Brennan laughed, and Booth joined in. "No, no, that's Brandon. I'm just watching him for a little while."

"Why? Are his mommy and daddy at the store, because when Mom goes somewhere she can't take me, she calls a babysitter too."

"Err, not quite" Brennan answered, blanched, she turned to Booth.

"Brandon's parents are gone, Parker. He's waiting for someone to be his mommy and daddy." Booth explained as he wrapped his arm around his son in a fatherly way.

"Oh." Parker said in a glum voice. He looked at the baby who was smiling at him and still trying to reach that toy, and Parker smiled. "Well, why don't you be his mommy, Dr. Bones?"

Brennan smiled easily. "I'll look into that Parker; it sounds like a really good idea"

"Are we going to the diner? I'm really hungry. I haven't eaten all day! Unless you count breakfast, lunch, and a Fruit by the Foot…I could go for a milkshake!"

Booth chuckled. "Maybe after you finish dinner, bud" He said as he shook his hand through Parker's hair.

The diner was a peaceful event, full of laughter. Brennan snuck in bites of her salad between feeding Brandon. It was very carefree and breezy, but they knew that sometime tonight they had to tell Parker about everything.

After Parker finished his milkshake, they headed home. Parker was sitting next to the baby; both were secured safely in the vehicle. Brandon kept trying to stick Parker's fingers in his mouth. Parker talked to Brandon and let the baby play with his hand. It seemed Parker would be an excellent big brother.

Booth spoke up, deciding that now seemed right. "Parker, remember how I told you that Bones and I had to tell you some stuff?"

"Yeah, Dad, what is it?" Parker asked innocently.

"Well…" Booth wasn't sure how to begin. He wasn't sure how to phrase it. He didn't want Parker to be mad. He glanced at Brennan who gave him a reassuring nod. He powered through. "Bones and I…uh…we're boyfriend and girlfriend now."

"Is that okay with you, Parker?" Brennan threw in turning around to face him. He seemed genuinely okay with it.

"Is that it? Finally!" Parker said exasperatedly. He sure was one for theatrics...Brennan and Booth exhaled a sigh of relief. Hopefully he'd be just as accepting of the other admission.

"That's not all, Parker" Booth said in a hesitant voice. But it wasn't something they could keep from him. It wasn't something that could be concealed.

Brennan motioned for him to say it. He looked at her with unsure eyes, pleading her to take over.

"Uh…" She said uncomfortably. Brennan rarely stuttered and rarely was at a loss for words… "Your father and I, we're having a baby."

"One like Brandon?" Parker asked.

"Yeah, one like Brandon…unless it's a girl, then they wouldn't be comparable in that way, but both are babies" Brennan answered. The couple was nervous, clearly nervous, about what the eight year old would say. When Brennan looked back, Parker had an equally worried look on his face.

"Dad…when the baby is born, you're still going to love me right?" Parker asked. Booth pulled into the parking lot and parked.

His jaw slacked. "Of course I will, Parker! I'll always love you no matter what! You're my son."

"Good, because Adam said that when his mom and dad had a new baby, they forgot all about him and only loved the baby"

"Parker, you have nothing to worry about. Nothing like that will happen to you. We love you and we'll love the baby…equally. Won't it be cool to have a little brother or sister?"

"Yeah, I guess" Parker said, seeming a bit more okay with the idea. "You're going to find a good place for him though, right?" Parker asked looking down at the baby who was slobbering all over his hand. Parker didn't seem to mind, he was very mature for his age, and Brennan surmised that Brandon had the same effect on Parker that he did on Booth and her.

"Yeah, now let's go inside and I'll make hot chocolate…It's really cold outside" Brennan said. "Then we'll beat your dad in cards" she added mischievously.