AN: Happy Bones Monday. As I'm posting this, I have yet to see the new episode. I was going to post this chapter sooner, but something unexpected came up and then my internet way going haywire for a bit. But, it's good now.

I know I'm starting to sound like a broken record, but you guys really are the best readers ever. I have both my royal readers and new comers as well. Don't be shy to stop by and say "hi." You guys keep me writing. A certain party has been commenting on how Achilles seems like the "perfect" son and were curious to see if he had any flaws. So to tide you over dear reader of mine...I will tell you that…

*SOILER ALERT! Lol!*

That he does indeed have flaws. I have a chapter coming up where we see how he deals with being a teenager and being influenced by peers and social media. It's something that I think a lot of us have dealt with at some part of our lives whether we were teens, young adults, or even as adults. And we'll see how Brennan will go about handling having a teenager and how the male role models in Achilles life will help him deal with his experiences.

Disclaimer: Remember, I don't own Bones, just the characters of Annalyse and Achilles.

Chapter 25: Like Teenaged Girls

It was a fairly easy going workweek for Booth and for Brennan and the rest of the team at Jeffersonian. They had an open and closed case, their paperwork was completed in a timely manner, and Brennan had received a new set of remains set to be examined and authenticated with no set completion date. They all went out to lunch as a team and Brennan found Booth to be a bit more flirtatious towards her. And as he flirted with Brennan, to Booth's delight, she flirted right back.

When Friday finally rolled around, much to everyone's surprise, as soon as the clock struck twelve in the afternoon, Brennan picked up Annalyse from day care and took an early day. Angela took off not long after to help Brennan get ready for her date with Booth by dragging her to the mall first for lunch and shopping.

When Achilles stepped into the front door after school, saw the shopping bags cluttered at the bottom of the stairs, and heard Cyndi Lauper blaring from the Bose in his mom's room, he immediately feared for his life. It was cute that his mom was going on a date; he just did not want to be present for the preparation process. Achilles knew better than to intrude on the sacred female ritual. He had been early to arrive at his date's house for junior prom last school year and decided to pop in to say hello. He got yelled at and shoved out the door by his date, her mom, cousin, and sister.

Achilles shuddered at the memory and quickly bound up the stairs. When he walked past his mom's open room door, he saw a rare sight. His mom and Aunt Angela were on his mom's bed giggling like teenaged girls as they painted their nails. He froze in his tracks and did not a double, but a triple take.

He stuck his hands in his pockets as he leaned against the doorjamb and smiled. He loved seeing his mom so carefree and uncensored. She was always working so hard and putting others before her; it was always so refreshing to see his mom doing something just for herself.

"You ladies having fun," he finally asked from his spot in the doorway.

Angela turned and gasped while quickly grabbing the Bose remote raising it above her head ready to throw it at the intruder. "Oh dear God, don't scare us like that," Angela breathed placing a hand on her chest and turning off the Bose.

Achilles chuckled. "Sorry," he said as he shuffled in kissing his aunt and mom and the cheek before plopping himself on the bed next to Brennan.

Brennan closed the bottle of nail polish and placed it on her nightstand. She took Achilles' head in her lap and kissed his forehead. "How was school today?"

Achilles closed his eyes as his mom ran her hand through his silky hair. "You are in need of a hair cut by the way. It's getting long again."

Achilles chuckled. "I know; I'll go get it cut first thing tomorrow morning. But school was okay. We didn't really do much, just started our reviews for the end of the semester exams next month. The guys and I were mainly talking about the hockey game tonight. We're playing the Rangers."

"Who's going with you and Hodgins," Brennan asked as her fingers danced over Achilles' eyebrows.

"Just the regular gang minus a few good men," Achilles laughed as Angela rolled her eyes.

Brennan frowned. "I don't know what that means."

"It's just a metaphor. Don't think too hard on it ma. It just means that we'll be missing Brooks and Josh. Josh is working and Brooks and the family went to Baltimore for the weekend."

Brennan just nodded. "And the rest?"

"Uncle Jack and I are meeting Sterling, Axel, and Garrett at the diner. And Diesel will meet us at the Player's Club."

"And the other two tickets? Did you give it to someone else," Brennan asked.

Achilles gave his mom a sheepish smile. "Do you remember that girl I met back in Newport News? Kori Gates?"

Angela perked up at the news. "You met a girl in Virginia?"

Achilles smiled widely as the image of Kori Gates popped into his mind. "Yeah."

A look of realization hit Brennan. "Oh, I remember. We were standing in line at the coffee shop when Anna started waving her duck around and accidentally hit the head of the girl standing in front of us. A number of apologies later, Achilles and this girl started talking. Her name was Korina Gates, or Kori for short. Kori and her twin brother Kaden graduated from Georgetown Lab last year and are freshmen at John Hopkins University. They were on their way to Norfolk to visit their grandparents for the holidays."

"Oh an older woman. Nice going nephew," Angela smirked.

Achilles began to blush. "Anyways, she and Kaden got back a few days ago and I gave her a call this morning to invite her and her brother to the game. They're taking the Amtrack into the city. Their parents live in Wesley Heights, so they'll be spending the weekend there."

Angela raised an eyebrow. "You are going to be the perfect gentlemen you were taught to be right nephew?"

Achilles nodded as Brennan quietly laughed. "Always Aunty. Always."

Angela smiled. "Well it sounds like you folks are going to have a lot of fun. And you will keep an eye on your old Uncle Hodgins yeah? You know how he can get sometimes," Angela sighed shaking her head.

Achilles laughed as he sat up. "Yes ma'am. Uncle Jack plus too much alcohol and sports is a bad combination."

"Good. Now get your cute little behind out of here. I need to finish turning your mom into a princess," Angela said playfully pushing Achilles off the bed.

"I don't want to look like a princess. I just want to look like me," Brennan argued.

Angela just rolled her eyes as Achilles laughed. "Have fun with that. I'm going to wake up Annalyse and take her to the park. We should be home before you leave," Achilles said as he placed a goodbye kiss on his mom and aunt's cheek.

"So Bren, on a scale of 1 through 10, how nervous are you for your date with Agent Studly tonight? I haven't seen you this anxious since your wedding night," Angela asked as she painted her own toenails a vibrant purple color.

"My neurons aren't even quantifiable on your scale," Brennan blushed. "I haven't been on first date in nearly six years. I know this is irrational, but I feel like I'm going to make myself look like a fool as they say."

Angela laughed. "Sweetie, don't worry about it. Just relax and be yourself."

"Aren't I always myself," Brennan asked quizzically.

Angela narrowed her eyes. "You know what I mean. Like I said, just relax and take it easy; it's just Booth."

Brennan laughed nervously. "Yeah…it's just Booth."

Angela smiled and shook her head. "I think it's cute how much Booth affects you without you even knowing it."

"I don't know what that means."

Angela laughed. "Oh please sweetie. Even a blind man can see how you smile a lot more around him. Or how much brighter your eyes get whenever he walks into the room and you're around him. Or how flustered you get whenever he's really close by you."

"I don't know what you're talking about Ange."

Angela rolled her eyes. "Sure sweetie. Sure. Why don't you just go enjoy your bath while I go make me some popcorn and watch whatever cheesy romance movie they have on the Women's Network."

Brennan rolled her eyes back at Angela and climbed out of her bed. "Try not to get popcorn in my bed sheets again please."

"No promises," Angela smirked as she got off the bed as well.

Brennan began to make her way into the shower when Angela stopped her. "Hey Bren?"

"Yeah," she asked turning towards her best friend

Angela smiled coyly. "You affect Booth a lot too you know."

Brennan smirked. "And don't I know it."

"Temperance Brennan you are a tease," Angela laughed.

After several trips down the slide, a push or two on the swings, and a mad crawl towards actual ducks, Achilles and Annalyse sought refuge from the heat under a big shady tree. It was still unusually warm so late in November. The temperature had yet to decrease and the chance of snowfall anytime soon was slim.

Achilles dropped Anna's lavender baby diaper and sat her down on the soft grass. He pulled out a few toys and shook his head when Annalyse immediately went for her favorite stuffed duck. From the minute he placed the toy in her crib at the hospital and her tiny latched onto its wings, they were inseparable.

Achilles sat down next to Annalyse and played along making funny noises and laughing as she tried to mimic him. After a while, he laid back and propped his head up on Anna's bag to watch her play. The sun's rays peeking through the leaves were warm on his skin and he closed his eyes just for a moment to bask in it.

He felt a soft weight against his side and tiny fingers digging into his skin struggling for a bit. Achilles smiled when he felt a poke in his chest and heard Annalyse speaking loudly in her gibberish. He opened his eyes and found Annalyse sitting on his stomach and staring down at him with her brilliant blue eyes and a curious look on her face.

"Hey there monkey," he cooed as he placed his hands behind her back.

Annalyse smiled and leaned forward and placed her hands on his cheeks. "Mmm…blb."

Achilles chuckled. "You don't say? Well, what do you think about mommy going on a date with Agent Booth? Do you think it's a good idea," Achilles asked as he clutched Annalyse to his chest and sat up.

Annalyse reached for Achilles sunglasses on his head. "Blb. Mhm. Mum. Mum! Mum!"

Achilles laughed as he took his sunglasses and put it on his sister. "Your first word! You said mom. You're very smart little one. Can you say it again? Can you say mom?"

Annalyse looked up at her brother with a winning smile, his sunglasses far too big for her small face. "Mm…mum. Mum. Mum."

Achilles just laughed as he took out his phone to snap a picture of his sister. "What about my name mon ange? Can you say Achilles? Ah-key-lease. Ah-key-lease."

Annalyse smiled. "Ahhh-ch!"

Achilles burst out laughing and held Annalyse tight while he stood up. "Close enough. Come on monkey let's go tell momma what we learned and see her off."

"So what do think Ange? Will Booth like it," Brennan asked hesitantly as she stepped out of her walk in closet and stood before her best friend lounging on her bed.

Angela's jaw dropped as she placed her bowl of popcorn on the nightstand beside her. "Oh, sweetie you look absolutely gorgeous! You are going knock his silly little striped socks right off.