Christine's Pov
We'd been in Paris for a few days now and mostly we had taken in the sights, but today was different. Today, I had everything planned out in my head. Michael was taking me out on a date tonight. I haven't mentioned it before but Michael has a part time job, he works at game store, which is why he owned so many damn games. I was going to get my own part time job once we got back to Washington. It was time I got my own job, mainly cos' I wanted to learn probably what it was like to have one, and I didn't want to continue relying on my parents. Anyway, today Michael and I were going guitar shopping, then he was heading back to the hotel while I went to get my hair cut because it was getting long and I wanted to change it, and brought a dress for tonight. We'd yet to do what Kate said we had to do here, but maybe tonight we'd do that. I mean the kiss at the top of the Eiffel tower under the full moon at midnight. It was a full moon and it would be midnight at some point.
As we walked though, Michael had no idea what I was planning, but I had a way of not letting him know. I'd already made sure Angela kept him out of the room while I got changed so he didn't see my new hair or how I was going to look.
"What about this one?" Michael asked and I looked inside. It was a small store but the guitars seemed nice.
"Looks good to me." I said and we both went in, hearing the little bell ring. It was 2028 and still they used those little bells, well it was nice to see that some old things still survived the new techno age. We went over to the guitar section and I gazed over them, running my hands over them.
We both found a guitar. Mine was a light brownish cream color and Michael's was a dark brown. Thankfully that meant we wouldn't get them mixed up, but it also meant that now our parents could hear us play guitar. We both got cases for them and as we exited the music store, a very happy owner watching us leave. Of course we had tried them out before we had brought them, I mean we obviously weren't stupid enough to buy something like that without making sure it worked right.
"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you shopping? I don't mind carrying the guitars." Michael said and I handed him mine before I kissed him lightly on the cheek.
"I'm sure. Go back to the hotel; I'll see you there for our dinner date." I smiled and then I left him. Hopefully no French people talked to him on the way back, because he was now without his translator.
X
As I left the shops I had two bags in my hands and a new hair style. My hair was getting darker every day, so it was very close to being brown. Right now it was between dark blonde and light brown. Anyway, now my hair was just below my shoulders and my fringe was much shorter. It was still a side fringe, but it was shorter now. I'd brought a blue dress for the dinner. It was the same color as my eyes, had no sleeves and sat at my knees. It also had silver thread imbedded with it, so it kinda looked like a night sky. I also brought sliver shoes, meaning high heels.
I got back to the hotel and went up to our floor, only to sneak out.
"He's in our room." A voice said and I spun to see Katherine standing there. This girl could seriously be a spy one day; I mean she could walk so silently that you would never see her coming.
"Thanks Kat." I smiled and she looked up at my hair.
"I like your hair Christine, it looks very pretty." She said as we went to my room and I smiled. "I'll go make sure Michael doesn't come in." She said and she ran off. I shut the door, not locking it, and went into our room. Funnily enough my bed was made and Michael's was not, which wasn't that surprising since he hardly ever made his bed. If I ever actually saw him make his bed I'd have a heart attack. X
It didn't take me as long as I thought it would have to get ready. Now all I could do was stare at myself in the very long mirror. The dress flowed exactly above my knees and shined in the lights in the mirror. I had light makeup on and right now I was just putting in my earrings. Suddenly though there was a knock on the door and I heard my dad's voice.
"It's unlocked dad." I called and I heard the door open.
"Christine?" Dad asked and I smiled.
"I'm in the bathroom dad." I said and I walked out as I slid the second earring in to see dad walk into the bedroom. He had a smile on his face when he saw me, though I still wondered why he was here and why he was dressed up nicely. "Hey dad, what's up?"
"Well I was going to tell you that Bones and I were going out tonight, but now I remember that you and Michael are going out too." He said and I smiled.
"Yep, just don't go where Michael and I are going. I love you and mom, but I am not going to go on a romantic date in the same place are." I said and he smiled.
"Wouldn't dream of it, but just get home safely." He said and I nodded. "Before you go though, I wanted to talk."
"Talk as in speak with me, or talk as in a give me THE TALK?" I asked because I didn't want the talk. I knew all about THAT, so I didn't need him giving it.
"I mean talk with you; I won't embarrass you by giving you the talk right now." He said and I sighed. Well that meant I was out of danger for now.
"Okay, what is it?" I asked as I sat down on the edge of my bed and he sat beside me.
"I know it's not easy having Bones and I as parents, and yet despite knowing that I've never talked to you about this. I know it annoys you when I'm overprotective and you worry about how I'm going to take you dating someone, especially Michael." He said and I was surprised he'd picked now to talk to me about this, not that I didn't want to hear this. Since I got old enough to have my own proper opinion about all this, we hadn't spoken about it. "I do it because I know one day something will happen and I won't be there to protect you and your mom. I don't want to lose you or her or Parker, but I also know you're going to do what you want, even if I don't agree with it."
"Dad, I love both you and mom. Do I worry about both off you when you're solving murders, of course I do. I mean it's not like you're running a taco stand. I always worry that you and mom are going to get shot, but I'm also proud to have you both as parents and I'm glad you do the jobs you do, even if I find them kind of gross." I said and then I grabbed his hand. "And I get it dad. I know why you protect me the way you do. I mean yes it drives me insane on some occasions, but I still get it and I wouldn't want it any other way. I'd never want a different life dad, ever; because I have everything I want, including a boyfriend who cares for me dearly." I said and he hugged me. I loved my dad dearly and that would never change.
"So I don't have to give you the talk at all, do I?" He asked and I laughed.
"No dad, I know all about that. Some of it I learnt from you and mom, so behave tonight." I said and he looked down at me.
"Um… What. Am I having a stroke?" He asked and I laughed.
"You're not dad, and you're not as quite as you think you are." I said and he became wide eyed.
"When have you… Wait, I don't want to know." He said and I just laughed, because this was funny. I loved him, but I wasn't above teasing him.
Michael's Pov
"Why am I here again?" I asked my parents who weren't letting me leave their room. I had no idea what was going on, all I knew was that I was supposed to be going on a date with my girlfriend.
"Because you are, now I hope you remember the talk we gave you." Dad said and I groaned. "Yes I remember, like I could forget the talk no teenager wants to hear." I said and then I smiled. "Plus it's not like I haven't heard you and mom doing all the things you told me not to do with Christine until she is ready."
"What are you talking about?" Katherine asked and I wanted to run a hand though my hair, except I couldn't because I had gel in it.
"Something mom and dad will talk to you about when you're older, now I'm gonna go out with my girlfriend." I said and I left before any of them could stop me. I went out into the hall and saw Booth leaving our room, dressed as though he was going out tonight too. I was wearing something nice but simple.
"Hey Booth." "Hey kid" Booth said, which made me think that maybe he was okay with me and Christine dating.
"Take care of my daughter tonight."
"I will Booth, always have." I said and he patted me on the shoulder.
"You're a good kid Michael." He said and he walked off. Okay, he was acting really weird right now. Actually, he was acting like he had when we were both just kids. What had he and Christine talked about? I went into our room, not needing my keys since the door was unlocked, and shut the door behind me.
"Hey Chris, what did you say to your d…" I instantly trailed off when I saw her. She was standing there, looking stunning. I mean she always looked beautiful, even if she was wearing sweats and baggy shirt, but right now I had no words to describe just how gorgeous she was. Her hair was shorter, but for some reason it made her look even better. She was wearing a dress that was like the night sky, the silver threads making it look as though the stars were shining. Still, her smile was what made her amazing.
"Surprise." She said and I walked over to her, taking her hands.
"Surprise is kinda an understatement." I admitted. "You look stunning, but I don't think that's its how you look that got your dad treating me like I'm the young boy who wasn't in love with his daughter again."
"We talked about some things and I think he gets how I feel again. We haven't really talked about his work and him being overprotective since I became old enough to really understand what it meant and have an opinion. He knows now though that I do worry, but I don't want him to quit. I'm glad to be their daughter because I know what they do is important." She said and I could see it in her eyes. She loved her mom and dad more than anything on this earth, more than me. And she would always be on their side, no matter what they decided to do as they continued to get older.
"They're lucky, having a daughter like you." I said and she smiled at me. "Now let's go, we've got a date to get to."
X
We arrived at the restaurant, which was beautiful, and sat at our table. We ordered our drinks; me scanning my room to make sure my parents weren't here.
"What are you looking for?" Michael asked me and I smiled.
"My parents, they were going out to dinner tonight as well." I said and he laughed.
"Ah, I get it." He said and I gave him a soft glare as I grabbed a menu. He was picking on me, like always. "Whatever you order, I'll have the same."
"Well I don't want an entrée so I'm ordering the duck straight away, so are you sure?" I asked him and he smiled.
"I'm up for it; I mean we are in Paris after all." He said and right then our waiter returned with our drinks.
"Here you go madam, Monsieur. Are we ready to order our entrées or are we going straight to the main meal." Our waiter said and I smiled, handing him our menu since I knew what dessert we'd be having later on.
"We'll both have the Confit de Canard and for dessert we'll have the Mocha Pots de Crème." I said and he smiled, taking the menus. The Confit de Canard was duck leg, cooked with salt, garlic and sometimes herbs, and in its own fat. Also with potatoes and whatever else they felt like adding. As for the Mocha Pots de Crème, that was a rich, chocolate, pudding like dessert.
"Excellent choices madam, your meal will be out shortly and your dessert will come once you are done." He said and he walked away.
"What did you just order for dessert?" Michael asked and I smiled at him.
"You'll see soon, now won't you." I teased and he shook his head at me, then took my hand.
Our meals arrived shortly after that and let me tell you, it made me want to stay here in Paris. I loved it, I really did, and I was glad that I had chosen this one. Angela had been the one to suggest it, so I was very glad I had listened to her.
"That was great, good choice babe." Michael said and I smiled. I enjoyed hearing him call me that, because it really did make me feel like we were more than friends now.
"And now, your dessert." The waiter said as he took our nearly bare plates and put down the Mocha Pots de Crème, which was a heart shaped pudding dish, and two spoons. "Enjoy."
"So this is what you ordered." Michael said and I used my spoon to take a bit, then help it up.
"Try it." I said and he ate it off the spoon. Okay yes I know feeding each other was corny, but I did not care. "What do you think?"
"I think it's amazing." He said and then he took some himself and held it up to me. I ate it off and smiled at him. It was nice, chocolate with coffee, fantastic. I also enjoyed being on this date with Michael, mainly because I got to be with him alone. Okay so technically we weren't alone in the literal sense, but we didn't have any friends or family bugging us. "So is this what you would class as a good date?"
"Michael, being with you is all that matters to me. I don't really care about going to fancy restaurants or eating fantastic food, I'd much rather look at the stars or something simple like that. I'm not saying that this isn't nice and that I don't enjoy being able to dress up and go out, but you don't need to do that sort of stuff to date me. Just be normal, lovable but sometimes hate inducing, you." I said and he shook his head at me, but he had a smile on his face.
"I'll have to remember that." He said and I smiled back at him as I scooped another bit of dessert and ate it.
When we finished dessert he paid, only letting me tip the waiter, and left. We walked through Paris together, laughing and talking as we went, while we both also marveled at the beauty of it. Paris at nighttime was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my life, it actually made Washington look less than it was. We went to the Eiffel tower and went to the top, the silver moonlight of the full moon shining down on us. We looked over Paris, loving the picture perfect view, and the moment midnight came Michael kissed me. It was gentle and sweet and it made me want to stay in Paris forever.
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