Christine's Pov

As I walked into the FBI with the lunch I had brought for dad I felt sorry for him. On the Friday before the dance they had all gotten a case. It was a little boy that had been kidnapped; they had found his body in a park. He was only ten years old and his name was Charlie Parker. Dad was at a dead end and I knew he felt bad for not working on Saturday night when he had seen me off. After I had printed out the photos on Saturday night I had gone down stairs to see him looking at the case file. I knew what the case initialed so I had skipped out of school and decided to come here and help since mom was trying to find anymore evidence so they could find the killer. I knew dad wouldn't be too happy since it was Monday and we were leaving for France on Saturday, but as I saw it I wasn't going to be behind in my work if I missed a few hours of school. Besides, I wanted to help.

"Hey Christine, visiting your dad?" Agent McMurray asked as I got a visitors pass and I nodded.

"Yeah, I figured he was stressing out about this case and could use the help. Plus I figured he'd forget to eat." I said and he chuckled.

"Booth is the old dog around here now, but he still cares so much about his work that he's still a field agent" Agent McMurray said and I smiled.

"He does it for me." I said and I walked away toward my dad's office. It had been his office for so long that it was strange thinking that one day it wouldn't be his office anymore. I reached his office and of course he was looking down at the case file like he wanted to throw it out the window. I knocked on the door and he looked up in annoyance, until he realized it was me.

"Christine, what are you doing here?" Dad asked and I smiled as I walked over to his desk and placed his lunch down.

"Well I figured you'd be here, trying to solve this case without eating, and figured I'd lend you a hand and bring you lunch." I said as I sat down in the spare chair and he sighed.

"What about school?" Dad asked and I shrugged.

"Dad it's the last week before summer, it's fair to say that they can't fail me. Besides, I think it would be better for me to help out here." I said and he sighed, rubbing his neck as he did.

"I don't think there's much we can do right now. I was going to go to the boy's house again and see if we could find any evidence of the kidnapping we may have missed, but you're mother is too busy." He said and I looked at him as I rolled my eyes. I swear he forgot I was just as smart as she was, and that I grew up around all this.

"Well why don't I come with you. I have a UV light and I can easily get gloves from here. Plus I know a thing or two about crime scenes" I offered.

"Normally I wouldn't agree to this, but let's go." He said and I smiled as I grabbed his food and followed after him. It was about time he stopped treating me like a little kid.

X

We arrived at the boy's parent's house about forty five minutes later, which meant dad had basically eaten while driving. The mother had apparently left a key for us so as we got to the front door dad grabbed it and opened the front door for me.

"I'm going to look around outside, you check inside." He said and I nodded.

"Got it" I confirmed and I headed inside, immediately going inside and up the stairs since that's where the boy had been taken from. I went into his bedroom and went over to the window first, which is when I found the first problem. The locks on these windows were a new kind they had brought out not long ago and not many people knew this but it was impossible to break through them from the outside, so how the hell had the kidnapper managed it. I unlocked it and leaned out, noticing dad looking around the backyard. I looked down at the outside wall, which was wood that was painted white and noticed that there were no scratches, even though there would have been if a ladder had been against it.

So far I couldn't figure out how a kidnapper had gotten in here, unless of course there had never been a kidnapper. I looked around the room and saw a ton of broken toys, which was what a kid did in a tantrum, not what a kidnapper did when they were taking a child.

I had a feeling I knew what had happened, but I couldn't be sure yet. I left the room and went into the bathroom. Immediately I went over to the cupboard and opened it. There were quite a few medicine bottles, but the first one I saw drew my attention. I grabbed it out and looked at the name. Lithium, a drug commonly used by people with Bipolar, and the medicine belonged to Karen Parker, Charlie Parker's mother.

Everything was falling into place now, but I had to be certain. I put the medicine back and made my way back out to the stairs. I grabbed out my UV light and turned it on, then I made my way down stairs. It was when I hit the bottom though that I found the blood, and the size of the mark on the wood told me what I needed to know, but it made me sick to the stomach. I turned off my light and put it back in my bag so in could go find my dad, but before I could I noticed a photo on the wall. It was of Charlie Parker and it was taken at the park he had been found in, even though the mother had claimed she had never taken him there.

"Christine, have you found anything?" Dad asked as he came in. I knew I should tell him I had, but I needed to be sure I was right.

"Dad, I need you to have Mrs. Parker brought into the FBI. I need to talk to her about something." I said and he looked confused.

"Why Christine, have you found something?" He asked and I nodded.

"I think so, but I need to speak to her first." I said.

Booth's Pov

"Booth, what's going on?" Bones asked as she came into the viewing room and I honestly wished I knew. Sweets was waiting in the room with Mrs. Parker, who looked distressed. I didn't know what Christine was doing, but I hoped she at least knew.

"Christine found something at the Parker's house, but she won't say what it was until she speaks to Mrs. Parker" I said and Bone's came to my side.

"That's impossible, I never miss things" She said, but then I watched as Christine entered the interrogation room.

"Sweet's, can you please leave?" Christine asked, though I don't know why.

"What's going on, why is a child here?" Mrs. Parker asked and honestly I was wondering why I was allowing this myself.

"Christine is the daughter of Agent Booth and Dr. Brennan and she is the one who has found some new information into your sons kidnapping and murder." Sweets explained, then he looked at Christine. "Why do you want me to leave?" He asked.

"Can you just do as I asked Uncle Sweets, please?" She asked and he nodded. When she said Uncle Sweets we all knew it was important. He left and Christine sat down in the chair Sweet's had just left. "You have Bipolar, don't you Mrs. Parker?"

"She shouldn't be asking that, it's insensitive" Sweets said as he came into the room and I shook my head.

"Christine knows what she's doing, just let her do it." I said because Mrs. Parker looked offended by the question and someone who just lost their only son would not act like that.

"How is that any of your business or have anything to do with my son's death. I am leaving." She said offended and she started getting up, but she stopped when Christine spoke.

"I know what happened to Charlie and when I tell my parents they will too, so why don't you just tell me how it happened" Christine said and Mrs. Parker sat down as she tried to hide the guilt on her face. Christine did know what happened; now all she had to do was tell us and get Mrs. Parker to admit whatever it was.

"How would I know, he was kidnapped?" Mrs. Parker asked and Christine stayed calm as she watched her. Maybe she was more like me than I had realized.

"No, that's what you said happened because you couldn't face the guilt, but trust me, it's better if you tell me how it happened because no matter what you say I know what happened and I can prove it." Christine said and I watched and Mrs. Parker started crying.

"I didn't mean it, I promise I didn't." She cried and Christine nodded, taking Mrs. Parker's hand.

"I know you didn't, but you hadn't taken your medicine that day, had you?" Christine asked and Mrs. Parker shook her head. I now knew what had happened; Mrs. Parker had killed her son, but why.

"That morning, Charlie wanted to go out to the park but I wasn't feeling well so I told him I couldn't take him. He got angry and went to his room, then he started throwing all his toys and breaking everything. I went after him and told him to stop. He called me crazy and said he wished I wasn't his mother. I snapped and went after him, and before I knew it I hit him." Mrs. Parker cried and I looked at Sweets.

"So he wasn't kidnapped, he was killed by his mother. That's why she looked guilty when we first talked to her." Sweet's said and I nodded, then I looked back at Christine. I didn't know how she worked this all out, but she had.

"But he was near the stairs, so when you hit him and went back and fell down them. He died when his head hit the ground. You were in a state, you didn't know what to do, so instead of calling the police you took his body and buried it in his favorite park. You knew it was safe because your husband wasn't around enough to know you took Charlie there. It was an accident, but that doesn't change the fact that you killed your own son" Christine said and Mrs. Parker started crying harder. As she did Christine turned to face the glass and nodded for the other agents and they left the room. A second later they entered the interrogation room and Christine left, which meant Bones and I did too.

"Christine" I called once I was in the hall and she turned to face me. "How did you know?"

"There was no way a kidnapper could get into that room, so I put two and two together. The room was trashed by a kid obviously having a tantrum, I knew the mother had an illness though I didn't know what, I found a puddle of blood at the bottom of the stairs and I saw a photo of Charlie at that park even though she had said she had never taken him there. It was pretty obvious once I put all the pieces together" She admitted and I went over to her and hugged her.

"I'm proud of you, I hope you know that" I said and she nodded.

"I know dad, I know" She said and I hugged her tighter.

Christine's Pov

"So you skipped school and ended up solving a child's murder" Michael said as we sat together in my bedroom and I nodded. I wasn't overly happy and in a way I did feel sorry for Karen Parker, but she could have just called the police and admitted what she had done.

"Apparently I'm more like my dad then I had thought" I said and he laughed.

"Oh don't tell me that, next you'll be trying to shoot me" He joked and I shoved his shoulder playfully. "Hey, you printed out the photo's" He said and he went over to my desk. Sitting there the photo of all of us together and the photo of Michael and I looking at each other.

"Yep, and the two that are just sitting there are for you." I said and he smiled at me, then he pulled me closer to him and hugged me. He knew I wasn't okay right now, he always knew when I wasn't okay.