Just something sweet before we dive into the Sully chapters
"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Helen! Happy birthday to you!" Temperance smiles as she watches Helen take a deep breath to blow out her candles. She and Booth applaud when she manages to blow them all out.
"Presents!" Helen demands as Booth begins to pluck the candles out of the small cake.
"After we eat cake and ice cream," he says gently. Temperance watches him carefully, worried that Epps' death affected him more than he let on. She's noticed that the seemed less eager over the past three days. She wants to ask Angela about it, but she's not exactly sure what she should be asking.
"If mommy doesn't eat her cake and ice cream does that mean I get it?" Helen's question pulls her out of her reverie. She mock-glares at her daughter as she pulls her plate closer to her. "My cake and ice cream," she says simply. Helen giggles and Booth smiles.
She smiles back as she realizes that maybe all she needs to do is be herself and maybe that will pull Booth out of his. . .funk.