The Parker Files She's mine too…
Chapter 6
Booth came to the end of the hall and was surprised to see the curtains drawn in Bones' room. He thought that someone would want to be able to see into the room to observe any changes as she came out of the coma like state. He started to go inside when he noticed Angela sitting off to the side by a small table. "Hey how is she? Is there someone in there with her? Any changes?" he came over and sat down.
"Hi Booth, she's had some slight changes, mostly REM and facial movement. She's doing pretty well, they're going to put her back on the breathing machine over night to help with her lungs, and then she'll be off of it tomorrow, and to answer your other question, there is someone in there with her."
"Max?" he asked, he had not seen anyone other than Angela's name on the sign in board.
"No, actually, it's Parker" she didn't give him a chance to explode, "before you get mad, hear me out, Rebecca and I talked about it and we decided you weren't doing him any favors denying him the opportunity to see her. You know how much he loves her. He called me and asked me to bring him, and told me that if I didn't he'd come down here himself. I talked to Dr. Reynolds, he agreed it was ok for him to see her, and even though Nurse Ratchet didn't appreciate it, he's been in there most of the day"
"What could he possibly have to say to her that would take all day Angela? He's 8!" he felt a headache coming on and was upset that it was at the expense of his son and his friend going behind his back. Didn't they understand just how fragile she was?
"Booth-he's been singing to her, mostly Christmas carols, as well as telling her jokes and stories about you and his school and his friends. He's talked about Max, and the things that he wants to do with her and you when she gets better. He's just been talking to her." She flipped the intercom button and he heard his son singing, "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer."
"That one must be his favorite, he's sung it the most" she smiled at Booth. "Let him be with her, its good, the nurses said that she is doing great, that the little facial movements and REM is increasing as he talks to her, they think she may even wake up a little tonight. Just remember Booth, Parker is just as stubborn as you are and when he sets his mind on something, he will do what he can to achieve it. Now, I've sat in this plastic chair most of the day, my butt is numb and I have the phone number of a cute doctor. So, I'm going to go see what kind of trouble I can get into. Trust me, listen to your son."
She leaned over and kissed his scruffy cheek. Booth knew deep down that she was right; he just didn't want to admit it. He hated that he was in this position. Turning the intercom back on he heard his son say, "Dr. Bones, its Parker. I know that my dad says you don't know anything right now, but I had to tell you something. My dad loves you. He loves you so much and he's scared to tell you, which is weird, because my dad isn't scared of anything! Well, clowns, but that's different. He told me once, if you find something you love, hold onto it with everything you have because you'll never know if one day it'll be gone. I never told my dad this, but I love you too. You teach me about science and you always explain everything so I can understand it, and you buy me milkshakes at the diner even when dad says no. You're so pretty and you smell good too. I wish you were my step mom, because that would mean that you and my dad would be married, and I know that my dad wants to marry you. He just doesn't know how to tell you. I know that he thinks I'm just a kid and don't understand any of this grown up stuff, but I do, and well, please get better soon. We need you. My dad needs you most of all, because you make him happy and he needs to be happy. He gets sad when I go to my mom's house, so I need you to get better so that he has you until I get back and then we can be a family. Okay? I love you Dr. Bones." He finished, yawning. Parker had been talking and singing off and on for over 6 hours and was starting to drift away.
Booths' chest was tight and he swallowed past the lump in his throat. He had no idea that his son could see him so clearly. He was about to go in and get Parker when he heard a scratchy, but recognizable voice say softly, "I love you both too Parker…very much."
Booth burst through the door and saw that her arms were wrapped around his now sleeping son. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing evenly. She must have been spoken to him in her sleep. She loves us? He thought, oh how I hope she remembers this. Booth went into the room and sat down next to the two most important people in his life. He reached over and smoothed Parker's curls down and put his hand on hers. Sending up a simple prayer, Booth thanked his God that he had the two of them, and vowed he'd never let them go.