A/N: Well, this story all came about because of a lovely author here who goes by the penname stevieLUVSAlex, if you aren't familiar with her work please check it out! stevieLUVSAlex and I tossed around some ideas and decided to co-author a story and this is our brain child. Thanks so much stevieLUVSAlex, this wouldn't have been possible without you!
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Disclaimer: Still unable to claim Bones as my own.
Booth had been trying to figure out how to react to what had happened with Bones and her catching him reading her journal. He'd talked with Father Thomas, actually he'd spent hours with the man of God pouring his soul out and begging for some kind of guidance. One of those conversations as well as a good helping of guilt had led Father Thomas to the phone call he was about to make. May God forgive him if he was wrong.
Brennan's phone rang, but the number was completely foreign, although the area code indicated that it came from within the city.
"Hello, this is Dr. Brennan."
"Hello, are you the lovely lady Seeley Booth insists upon calling Bones?" asked an older male voice, although the voice seemed familiar to her.
"Yes. Who is this? Is Booth alright? Did something happen?"
"Oh my dear child forgive me"
"I am not your child."
"It's an expression Dr. Brennan. I did not mean to offend you or imply anything by it; it's just an expression common in my vocation."
"Which is?" Brennan asked becoming more concerned by the second, that this strange male caller may have done something to Booth.
"Dr. Brennan, my name is Father Thomas. I am Seeley's priest. I believe you've attended services with him at my parish before."
"Father Thomas? How did you get my number? Is Booth alright?"
"Booth is upset, but I am bound by the seal of confession from saying more than that. I got you number from young Parker, who seems to admire and love you dearly." Father Thomas said with a hint of amusement, the little boy in question was currently sitting across from him with a cat eat the canary grin on his face.
"Parker is an amazing child! I feel very strongly for him as well. Is everything alright? Is Parker alright?"
"Perhaps, my dear it would be best if you came to my office, so that we could speak in person. Is it possible for you to come now? It really is important." Parker Booth gave him double thumbs up, encouraging the elderly priest.
"Of course Father Thomas if it's important for Booth or Parker I will be there as soon as possible. Where is your office?"
Father Thomas tried hard not to laugh at the innocence of her question, but the look young Parker shot him made it quite clear that the question deserved an answer and treating the young woman who'd posed it with anything other than the utmost respect would be a greater sin than murder.
"My office is in the back of the building that Booth brought you for Mass. I will meet you in the chapel and walk you back to my office, if that's alright."
"That's acceptable. I'll be there shortly." Brennan said before disconnecting.
Tit for tat.
