May 7, 2009
Oh Bones,
I'm waiting here in my hospital bed, so I asked the nurse for a pencil and piece of paper to pass the time while you went out to the waiting room to talk to our friends about my condition.
How in the hell did I end up here?
It all started in Sweet's office over a childish word game, right? Somehow we ended up with you asking for my sperm. I can't even believe that now that I'm writing it down, but there it is.
You miraculously figured out that it'd be a good idea to procreate, and lucky me...I'm the one you chose to be the father of your child.
There was this short, short flash in my mind that we'd finally be there, taking that next step, becoming one, creating new life… but no, silly me and my crazy ideas...you just wanted my sperm. You know that's kinda insane, right?
When I wasn't forthcoming right away, you suggested Fisher as the donor… Fisher! No fucking was that gonna happen, so I agreed to help you out, as crazy as it was.
Leave it to you, right? No messing around...you just leapt into action and got me an appointment at the fertility clinic. It was so embarrassing when the nurse left me in that room with that cup shoved in my hand. Everybody around knew what I was doing in there.
Just when I thought things couldn't get worse, the Family Guy baby showed up. I know now what caused it to seem like he was talking to me, but it terrified me at the time.
So it's understandable that I had some problems getting into the mood, but finally I closed my eyes, imagining it was just the two of us, creating a new life the old fashioned way, skin to skin, becoming one, tumbling together over the edge, and I got the job done.
Who would imagine that I could start my own country. Seeley Booth at top of the list as always, right? Sorry to brag...I'm just trying to improve my mood a bit right now.
Because that talking cartoon baby showed up again, so we found out about the tumor and I'll have surgery soon.
Bones, please stay at my side. You'll know if they mess up. okay? I admit, I'm scared as hell.
Look, this is serious. If I didn't make it through the operation, I want you to use my stuff. I want you to have my baby. I kinda like entertaining the idea of a little Bones running around, looking just like you.. and a bit like me.
I know you'll come back soon. I'll put this letter on my bedside table. They'll find it if something happens to me and then hopefully someone will give it to you.
Don't ever forget, I love you with all of my heart.
Booth
AN: So, here is the promised letter.
I hope you all are safe. My thoughts are with the people in the US. If there is one thing we all can learn from Bones is how to live together as humans and respect each other.