Here is a long chapter compared to others, I hope you all like and don't mine the time jump and that I didn't do the trial. I will be doing some more time jumps from now on, but will explain how long it's been and things that happened within the time I didn't write about. Still, I hope you enjoy.
Christine's Pov
Things had calmed down since the trial and Michael's birthday was today! We had gone through a lot not long after our kidnapping, mainly because we had to go to trial and Michael and I had to testify – it's a good thing we have parents in the crime business, otherwise it might have been a problem for us. There was also the problem of my grandfather Max nearly reverting to his old habits, despite his old age: he had wanted to kill the agent who had tried to kill Michael and more importantly, in his eyes, me and it had taken me telling him not to to get him to listen. I may have threatened to have dad lock him up until it was over, which stopped him because he used to complain about prison last time he was locked up, so he wouldn't be able to stand it now and he knew that. Thankfully, the trial had been a success because of our testimonies and the Jeffersonian's and F.B.I's immaculate and the basted who tried to blow up was going to spend the rest of his pitiful existence in prison. So, now that my arm was practically healed and summer break was nearly over – plus it was August 19th 2028, Michael's 17th birthday (A/N It's different in show, but the dates of Michael's and Christine's birth didn't match up so I had to change one. This seems fine though – the show doesn't have a clear timeline so I did my best) – Darius, Kate and I had been planning something for Michael's birthday. Michael had no idea what we were up to (yes, I kept a big secret from my birthday and that was all thanks to me having a perfect poker face) but his parents knew because they were making sure he didn't go anywhere today. It was seven right now, but we had to leave early because we were heading to the beach in Delaware – Rehoboth beach, and that was about a three hour drive away, 120 miles from D.C. It was a bustling beach – it had a mile-long boardwalk including arcades, a small old-ish amusement park, bandstand musical entertainment and lots of shopping and food vendors; it was the perfect place to take Michael for his birthday. We were all going, well me, Kate, Darius and Michael that is. Our parents were busy, we couldn't take Katherine with us and our other friends were all busy so it was just the four of us.
I decided not to wear my bikini under my clothes, so right now I was in black sandals and a white sun dress. I grabbed my beach bag and Michael's present and high tailed it downstairs with a bounce in my step – I was fully better and not afraid of going back in the ocean so today was promising to be a fantastic day.
"Booth, you cooked breakfast." Mom said as she looked up from her tablet. She was on twitter again; I would beat my entire allowance on that.
"What do you think I was doing this entire time?" Dad asked in disbelief. What lovely Saturday conversation; they never changed.
"I was distracted; I was tweeting to my followers about my latest case." She said as I dumped my bag and took the tablet out of her hands. "Christine, what are you doing? I wasn't finished."
"Well you are now mom, so how about you eat breakfast and leave the tweeting till later. Dad worked hard, so eat up." I said as I shut off the tablet and placed it far away from her so she couldn't immediately take it back. When my mother's mind was set on doing something, it was hard to get her to stop halfway through. Trust me, as her daughter, I know all too well.
"Wait, why are you up this early Christine? You never wake up this early on a Saturday, so something must be happening to get you to break your routine." Mom said and I smiled as I leant against the bench, waiting for the car horn of Kate's Volvo to go off.
"It's Michael's birthday today, so Kate, Darius and I are going to surprise him and take him to Rehoboth beach in Delaware today. I'm waiting for Kate to get here so we can go pick him up." I explained easily. Dad already knew all this and said he was fine with it, as long as I was back by midnight – it was a long drive so he wasn't being too strict. "We probably won't be back till late."
"Did you want one of your dad's amazing pancakes before you go?" Dad asked and I went over to dad, kissing his cheek.
"That's awfully tempting dad, but we're getting something on the way." I said and that's when the horn went off. "And that's Kate and Darius, I gotta' go."
"Do you have your phone Christine?" Mom asked as I ran past her and kissed her cheek and I nodded as I grabbed my bag and the present.
"Yes mom, I have my phone. I'll see you tonight." I smiled and ran towards the door, leaving with a smile. I knew that how my parents were acting right now, which was them acting slightly more worried about me than normal, was a normal response to what had happened. I was even nervous going out, but I knew it was irrational and I was with friends so I knew I'd be okay.
I went out to Kate's Volvo and Darius was standing next to the open boot, a smile on his face. He helped me put my stuff in the back with only a 'I'll do that, you climb on in', so I got in behind the passenger seat, smiling at Kate.
"So, does Michael know the plan?" She asked and I glared at her.
"No, I actually do know how to keep a secret. He has no idea." I said as Darius got in.
"Well then, let's get over there before he starts to get suspicious as to why he had to get up so early on a Saturday. Mikey boy is quite smart." Darius said and my only thought then was this: Michael was going to kill Darius if he kept calling him that.
X
We arrived at Michael's house and I went up to the front door myself as Kate parked out of view; she was wanted it to really be a surprise and Darius was going to take over driving now. I knocked on the door and waited, smiling as I thought about the look on his face. Not seconds later, I was greeted with a look of pure shock as Michael looked at me, already dressed in blue denim shorts that went to his knees and a button up white shirt that had short sleeves (Michael has a thing for button up shirts, always has too since we started high school. He wore other things, but still.) We matched today too.
"Christine, what are you…?" I kissed him before he could finish asking me why I was here, hearing a giggle as I did which meant that Katherine was watching.
"Happy birthday." I smiled and he looked at me, suspicious now. "Come on, you're coming with us?"
"Us?" He asked as he looked around and I nodded.
"Kate, Darius and I. We're taking you out for your birthday." I said.
"Where?" He asked and I laughed.
"If I told you that, it wouldn't be a surprise Michael." I said and he groaned, which is when Hodgins came to the door with Katherine following him and gently nudged Michael out, before handing me a bag.
"Here Christine, Angie packed it with everything he's going to need." Hodgins said as I took it and moved out of the way before Michael could take it from me.
"You knew about this?" He asked his dad and Hodgins nodded. "Of course we did buddy, Christine needed you mom's help getting your bag together without you finding out. Christine, Kate and Darius put a lot of effort into planning this and making sure the surprise wasn't ruined." Hodgins explained and Katherine came out, hugging Kate which made him lean down and hug her too.
"You can't look in the bag until later, mom told me to tell you that so Christine didn't have to. She also said that if you try she's going to ground you after your birthday is over." Katherine said and I had to sniffle back a laugh. God, I loved Angela – she was the cool type of mother and she made threats to ground at the best times. Mom was different, dad did most of the grounding when I got in trouble and I admit that I got pissed with him for that.
"Wait, even you knew about this and you didn't say a thing. Katherine, you can't keep a secret for the life of you." Michael said and he had a point, but still Katherine smiled.
"Well, I thought after what you went through this would be a nice surprise, so I stayed quite." She admitted and Hodgins smiled.
"Plus your mother and I threatened to ground her if she ruined the surprise that Christine worked so hard to prepare. Now, get going, you have a long drive." Hodgins said before he shut the door once he and Katherine were inside. When the door shut Michael looked down at me, then at the bag.
"So, I'm not allowed to know what's in the bag or where we're going?" He asked and I nodded, because that was right. He just rolled his eyes before he wrapped his arm around my shoulders and kissed the side of my forehead. "I guess I'm lucky I have such an amazing girlfriend and friends, even if my girlfriend knew more about the human body at four thanks to her anthropologist, strange mother than most people know in their lives." He said and I laughed.
"Yeah, I actually try to focus more on being normal now when I'm around people… I was a strange child. I don't tell mom, but I don't want to be seen as the bone girl for the rest of my life. It was bad enough getting picked on in middle school, plus my interests lie elsewhere now." I said and Michael chuckled.
"Yeah, well I love every part of you. The scientist daughter part of you, which I sort of have to accept since my dad is a scientist too, and the normal amazing girl part who went to all this trouble to surprise me on my birthday." He said and I smiled as I led him to where Kate's car was parked.
"I love every part of you too." I said and he kissed me on the lips this time, which made me blush a little as I opened the boot and threw his bag in. We got in the car and I saw Kate smiling at us.
"What were you two talking about?" She asked and I falsely smiled at her.
"None of your business." I said politely and Kate just rolled her eyes, which is when Darius started up the Volvo and pulled away from the curb.
Michael's Pov
We were on our way to… well to wherever we were going. We'd been driving for an hour now and had gotten breakfast on the way, brought by the lovely Christine Angela Booth who seemed to be the brains of this birthday surprise. She was even making sure I couldn't see the GPS Darius was using 'cause she knew if I saw it I'd know where we were going.
"I'm actually looking forward to going back to school." Darius said and Christine nearly spit out her coffee, it was a close call.
"Excuse me. Since when do you look forward to school; this time last year you bitched for the last few weeks of summer vacation about going back." She said and she had a fair point. Darius usually hated school, but not now that he was the quarterback. We both enjoyed football, and when football season was over we switched to basketball which I admittedly enjoyed more than football.
"This time last year I was a part of the football team and I wasn't the quarterback." He admitted and Kate smiled.
"I remember your tryouts; you were amazing and so was Michael after Christine told him to stop being a chicken shit." Kate said and Christine started laughing. It wasn't a lie, Christine was the main reason I had joined the football team. "Speaking of tryouts, is there any chance I can convince you to join the cheerleading team when we start back Christine?"
"Right, be on the same team as Mariah and her squad. I know you'll probably be the cheerleading captain now Kate, but I don't want to spend time with her and cheerleading isn't my thing." She admitted, but I have to admit that the thought of Christine in a cheerleading uniform was a pleasant thought indeed. "Actually, I was considering joining the soccer team now that I'm in my junior year. I've been focusing mostly on academics because of my mom, but now I'd like to focus on other things so no more science and math club. I'm also going to start attending after school art classes." Believe it or not, but Christine was an amazing artist; it was her secret talent because no one other than Kate, Darius and I knew about it.
"It took you long enough. I think you guys should join the Glee Club too." Kate said and my eyes widened.
"You think we should join a club about singing and dancing." I said in disbelief.
"Why not, you can both sing and Christine can dance really well; plus you both have talents with instruments?" She asked and I looked at Christine, who had this look on her face that meant that she was seriously considering what Kate was saying. Well, I couldn't blame her, she had focused on more academic things for years and she wanted a change of pace. I knew Christine; she wanted to learn as much as possible and liked expanding her horizons.
"Maybe, but back to the beginning of the conversation: why do you guys miss football so much?" Christine asked and I realized that I didn't say I missed it, but then again Christine knew me well and knew when I missed things.
"Honestly, I miss getting hit and working with my team." Darius admitted and even though I'd never tell mom, mainly because she was always freaking about me breaking bones, I sorta missed it too.
"Well, I don't miss you getting hit. Your shoulder was dislocated last year and you had three fractured fingers in your right hand." Kate said and I didn't say a word to that, neither did Christine as they started having a heated talk about Darius' injuries from all the sports he played. Kate was the worrying girlfriend, but didn't ask Darius to quit 'cause she knew he loved it.
"You know, I'm glad you don't worry that much." I whispered to Chris and she smiled at me lightly.
"Your mom worries enough for both of us; plus since I know all your injuries when you earn them because I'm my mother's daughter so unless they're really serious, I won't become crazy about it." She replied back in a whisper, mainly so the two in the front didn't hear us. This was why I loved her.
X
As I stepped out of the Volvo, I just looked around and had to smile brightly. Damn my girlfriend and her impeccable memory. We were at Rehoboth beach, a beach I hadn't visited in years but had wanted to come back to. I had mentioned once not long before summer started and Christine had obviously remembered. I loved the food stores, restaurants and arcade here and the beach was amazing too. Christine came around to my side of the car and smiled at me, causing me to grin and kiss her right on the lips. I loved her as a best friend, but it was fair to say that I only considered her as my amazing girlfriend now and that was how things should be. It's not like the sixteen years of friendship was now forgotten, it had just evolved into something different, into something more than I would have thought when I was a child and our fights revolved around toys.
"You are the most amazing girlfriend in the world." I admitted and she gave her genuine heart-warming smile, a smile that was one of the reasons I had fallen for her. Plus she was more real and attuned to the world than most of the other girls I knew; Christine cared about real things like the sick and helping people, instead of focusing on things like how she looks and clothes.
"I know." She was also brutally honest most of the time.
"Hey, we helped too so you know." Darius said and I rolled my eyes, before going over and bro hugging him.
"I know, and I'm grateful to you both. I wasn't expecting this today." I said and Darius punched my shoulder.
"Don't get sappy on us now Mikey." He chuckled, but I knew he appreciated what I had said.
"To be fair though, Christine planned everything, we just helped her when she asked because she knew she couldn't pull this off alone – especially since you have barely been apart from each other since before and after the trial." Kate said and I nearly frowned, but Christine butted in.
"Okay, no talking about the trial or kidnapping today. Today, all talk can only be about normal friend things and the birthday boy." Christine said and she had her 'don't mess with me look' in place to make it clear that she meant it.
"Wait; does the mean I can bring up embarrassing things about the birthday boy? That's not band right." Darius asked and I was about to say no, but my girlfriend got in first.
"Of course it isn't band." She said and I glared at her, which made her shrug. "What, it's not like he was going to listen even if the answer was no." She had a point… unfortunately.
"Well now that that's settled, let's go get changed and then hit the beach." Kate said, before handing Christine her bag and then grabbing Christine and dragging her away, causing Darius to chuckle.
"You know, Christine may be weird when she talks about bones and all, but at least she isn't as forceful and worrisome as Kate is." Darius said. He may say that now, but he still loved Kate and he couldn't say anything to deny that. I'm not saying they'd go the distance, because things could change, but I hoped they would personally.
X
Darius and I had changed and set up a place for us to sit on the sand before Kate and Christine reappeared. We put up a sun umbrella and placed four towels on the ground. We'd have to pack it back up when we went to eat up at the board walk, which was the plan according to Darius, but who really cares.
"Sorry we took so long." I heard Christine say from behind me and I turned around to see her standing there in a pure white bikini with a short white see-through wrap wrapped around her waist, looking absolutely hot. I swear, I still wasn't used to seeing her this way. I mean I'd always seen her this way but… what I mean is that it now meant different things than when it did when we were friends. We were dating now and when you date someone things turn… sexual and that's different to just being friends because you don't think about that sort of stuff.
Christine's Pov
I just stood there staring at Michael, knowing all too well why he was staring at me with a light blush on his cheeks – he's a hormonal teenage boy who was also my boyfriend and I was not that far off being naked. Michael wasn't much better (not that I was complaining) with only a pair of black shorts with red flames on. Darius was wearing board shorts too, but his were dark blue with light blue waves on them. So basically, their chests and their six packs were visible to the whole world to see and some girls standing down the beach were differently looking. I wasn't going to get jealous though because my boyfriend is undeniably hot; that is as long as they didn't try anything once they saw that he had a boyfriend. Kate however, well we'd see what she'd do because they were looking at Darius like he was a meal.
"Don't worry, I've been dating Kate for a year now and have known her a lot longer. Nothing with her and getting changed is quick." Darius said and I laughed lightly, while Kate just shrugged. "Now, last one to the beach sucks."
I quickly ran off towards the water, running as fast as I could and I came second because Darius won. Michael came third and Kate came last, which came with a reply from Darius that she technically did 'suck.' That led to what they were currently doing: Kate was chasing after Darius. The water was quite cool, but the longer I stood there the better it was. I decided to get the initial shock over with and once I was out far enough, I dived under. I came up a second later, pushing the hair out of my face. It was then that arms wrapped around my waist.
"You know, there's a funnier way to do that." Michael said and seconds later I was pulled back under by Michael. I fought to get out of his arms and broke free of the surface, moving my hair out of my face again before I glared at him. I splashed him a moment later when he started grinning. "Hey, no attacking the birthday boy."
"I never agreed to that." I stated, turning my head to the side so the splash that Michael had directed in my direction.
X
After at least an hour and a half of mucking around in the water together – which involved Kate and I working together to dunk the boys and quite a few games – and after about an hour of playing on the sand – we played soccer, beach volleyball, had races and yes, built sandcastles and sand sculptures – we finally decided to put our stuff back into the car and head onto the board walk. Kate and I had pulled on a beach dress over our bikinis; you could still see our bikinis but it looked better this way. Michael pulled on his button up shirt once he had dried off his chest and Darius had pulled on a tank top. We were now sitting in a booth, eating pizza. We got a huge one, but had it halved. One half of the pizza was meat feast (the boy's side) and I was sharing a simple Hawaiian with Kate because that's what we felt like. And we were washing it down with grape and raspberry slushies (Michael and I grape, Kate and Darius raspberry). Now we were currently giving Michael his presents; Darius had gotten Michael a video game and a gamer's shirt and Kate got him a TV series he watched.
"Well while Christine gives you her present, I'm just gonna go grab something. Be back in ten." Darius said and I smiled at Kate as he slipped out of the booth. We knew where he was going, but Michael didn't and he seemed suspicious.
"Here." I said, handing him his present so he was distracted. I'll say that the bag that his present wasn't too big, mainly because it didn't need to be. Inside was a he had wanted but couldn't find – I was very computer literate, more so than normal teenagers my age and people even older and using that computer skill I was able to find a hard copy version of the book (Michael, just like me, preferred real books instead of e-books.) There was also a chain in a jeweler's box – it had a dog tag that had a very design strip running through it and that had Michael's full name engraved into it and a silver tiger.
"You know, you pay detailed attention to the things I say and things I like." He commented as he removed the chain from its box and pulled it over his head.
"Coming from the guy who recited my favorite flowers, Greek god, animals and planet the last time you changed the password on my computer." I said and then I smiled. "Which, by the way honey, I will make you pay for dearly if you do it again. I have embarrassing photos of you which I will make public once I edit Darius out of them and I am now your girlfriend so there is also the option of dumping you."
"While I don't think you'd ever dump me for that, I still don't get why you get so angry about it. You're a brain when it comes to computers; you know as much about computers as you do bones and you know everything about bones because your mom taught you from birth." Michael said and I rolled my eyes.
"Because I shouldn't have to hack into my own computer, no matter how easy it is." I said and he just smiled, which made me want to slap him like I had when he'd changed it last time. He hadn't tried to change it since we started dating, something I was glad about.
"I know, but I just find it interesting to watch you do what you can do, especially since you may be better than my mother at it." Michael said and I shrugged.
"Yeah, but Angela is an artist. Her passion didn't begin with computers or crime; it began with the true beauty and love of art." I said. Fun fact: I love art and quite enjoyed it. I loved drawing landscapes, buildings and many other things. In a way, I shared the same passion as Angela but kept it to myself; I enjoyed bringing beauty into the world more than solving the murders of people who were brutally killed, not that that wasn't important and something I would be proud to do.
"That's something I've never got; why have your parents been working at the Jeffersonian so long instead of changing jobs? Especially your mom Michael, since it wasn't what she wanted to do." Kate asked and Michael and I looked at each other. One of the people who worked here also took the empty pizza plate.
"Our parents have thought about quitting, about following other paths. My mom and dad even planned to move to Paris before Katherine was born, but they decided to stay. They have looked into other things and have even temporally done them, but they've always gone back to the Jeffersonian." Michael explained, then he looked at me. "Personally, despite how much I know mom isn't content with what she does because she loves creating beauty and despite the fact that they probably will move to Paris once Katherine and I are both finished school because we enjoy our schools, I am glad that they didn't go to Paris when I was a child."
"Because you wouldn't have grown up with Christine and wouldn't be with her now." Kate said and Michael nodded, grabbing my hand which was resting on the table.
"Yeah, that's one of the main reasons." He said as he smiled at me, but then he looked at Kate. "But one of the others is that I wouldn't have the amazing friends I have now because I wouldn't have met Darius or you, and then I wouldn't have met Ford, Stacey, Anna, Layla, James or even James' elder brother Chase. I wouldn't be on the football team and wouldn't be as happy as I am now." Michael said and that is when Darius decided to appear.
"Well I'm glad you really are glad to be my friend, especially since we wouldn't be here right now and we wouldn't be about to eat a mint chocolate ice-cream cake that's big enough for the four of us." Darius said as he placed it down on the table where the pizza once was. Michael looked at him in surprise.
"How did you get this?" He asked, because they didn't sell this in a normal store.
"You have an amazing girlfriend, that's how." Darius said and Michael looked back at me, shaking his head.
"You truly amazing; only you could come up with this and make sure everything is perfect." He said and I just shrugged, quite enjoying the complement. I was thorough, just like my amazingly talented mother.
"Well after this we're heading to the arcade, so be ready." I said and Michael grinned like a little boy on Christmas.
What followed after that was the blowing out of candles and then the devouring of the deliciously cold choc-mint ice-cream cake (Michael's favorite) as we made small talk. Most of us were too busy eating to talk all that much, but the friendship we shared was obviously apparent. Once we had finished we headed off to the arcade, which is when chaos and hilarity ensued. I swear, watching Michael and Darius fight it out on a shooting game is the funniest thing in the world, and Kate and I weren't much better when we played a dancing game. But the real chaos, that came when we all played a racing game and both Kate and I bet the boys – I came first and Kate came second. The arcade had both new games and old arcade machines and we played most of them. We even played four-way air hockey, which was truly an enjoyable experience, and pool which Michael was cheating at because he kept shoving me playfully every time it was my turn.
Angela's Pov
"Christine must have put a lot of thought into today, despite how much she's gone through." Brennan said and I nodded as I tided up my office with her help.
"Christine's a very thoughtful girl and like you she's thorough whenever she does something, so I'm not surprised she did it. She is Michael's girlfriend after all." I said.
"I guess that's true." She said as I tidied up my desk. "Angela, did you do these? They are very beautiful and detailed." She said and I turned around, walking over to her to see Brennan holding a sketch book. Inside were a mixture of black and white sketches and drawings done with a myriad of colors.
"No, but they're amazing." I said and I took it from her. I looked for a signature or something to indicate who's it was, wondering if it was Michael's because he spent the most time in my office and I knew it wasn't Katherine's because she wasn't this good. I was shocked when I found the initial's CB in the bottom right corner of the page. "This book is Christine's."
"It is?" Brennan said and she seemed shocked. I flipped through the pages, becoming face to face with beautiful landscapes and cities, as well as sketches of animals and flowers. "I never knew Christine was this adept at art." She seemed sad.
"What is it sweetie?" I asked and she sighed.
"I can look at the bones of a murder victim and know how they we killed, but I don't have any idea what my daughter likes Angela. When she was younger I did, but now I find myself unknowing when it comes to her passions." Brennan said and I could understand why she was sad, but I also knew what the problem was. Brennan had taught Christine so much about bones and science since she was little, but now Christine showed little interest in them. She still talked about it through middle school, but once she started high school she changed like most teenagers do. She made more friends and started learning new things while realizing what she loved.
"There's nothing wrong with that, she's a teenager. She's experiencing new things and finding her way in life." I said and she smiled, though it was still slightly sad.
"I know that this is the time that Christine must learn and grow on her own and I'm happy that she isn't living the lonely life I did in school, but still I'm sad that I don't know so much about my daughter and that she doesn't talk to me about these things. Does she feel like she can't?" She asked me and even though I knew the answer to that, I didn't want to hurt Brennan's feelings.
"Maybe you should speak to Christine about it. She's a teenager Brennan and your daughter; she isn't going to make her emotions obvious." I said, but I had to wonder what would happen when they did talk. Brennan could be tactless and even though she was slightly better now, she could still say things without thinking of the other person's feelings. Christine wasn't like that; she believed in the science of things but also followed her heart and emotions. She was the perfect mixture of Booth and Brennan; she had Brennan's brain but Booth's heart. Unfortunately, that meant that she and Brennan didn't think the same way and often disagreed on things, even if Christine never said that to her mother's face to avoid arguments because she knew Brennan was a very competitive and stubborn woman who didn't like being told she was wrong.
Michael's Pov
As we arrived at Christine's house, since she was the first one we were dropping off, I walked her to her front door with her hand in mine and her beach bag in my other hand as she held a stuffed bear I'd won for her. She stopped at the door and took her bag from my hand, before she kissed me. She seemed tired, which I couldn't blame her for since it was pretty late and I was ready to crash myself.
"Goodnight." She said softly and headed into her house. I waited for the door to close, hearing her say to her parents that she was going to have a shower and go straight to bed before saying goodnight, which is when I walked back down the path and climbed back into the car and climbed in. Darius was driving because Kate was asleep.
X
"Thanks bro." I said and Darius just nodded as he pulled away from the curb, while I walked up to the house and went inside once I unlocked the door. It was eleven at night, meaning my little sister was fast asleep in bed, so I made sure to be quite as I snuck through the house. I managed to have a shower and get dressed without waking anyone, but dad came in as I got ready to bed. I wasn't sure if I woke him or not, but I hoped I hadn't.
"Hey buddy, I just wanted to see how your birthday went." He said and I smiled as I sat on the edge of my bed.
"I have a pretty amazing girlfriend, so it went great. Still shocked Christine did all that for me." I said and he smiled.
"Yeah well, she's always been amazing and you obviously mean to world to her. Just make sure you make her feel the same way when her next birthday and not to mention Valentine's Day comes around next year." Dad said and I smiled.
"Oh, I plan too. I wouldn't be a Hodgins if I didn't romance her." I said and dad nearly started laughing, but contained it.
"That's my boy." He said proudly. "Night Michael Vincent."
"Night dad." I said as he shut my door and I flopped back. It may be stupid, but I had the biggest grin on my face because I knew I had a truly amazing girlfriend who really did love me; she wouldn't have done all that if she didn't. I was definitely lucky to have her and I'd make sure she knew that from now on.
Alright, Michael's birthday is over. Now here's a question I pose for you: when they finally have a mother to daughter talk, which will be when Christine is back at school, how do you think it will go? From what Christine has said she wants, do you think Bones will approve or say something tactless or scientific that will piss Chris off?
