Chapter 31 Name

A/N: For this story, I've swiped some of Razztaztic's characters from her Roots and Wings. In her universe Parker and wife Josie have a daughter Becky. For my purposes, they also have a son.

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"Parker called this morning, Booth. He and Josie had an ultrasound at her last obstetrical exam and wondered if we'd like to view the CD. I invited them to dinner tonight. Can you be home by 6:30 p.m.?"

"For a peek at our future grandchild, I'll be sure I'm home from that meeting with Hacker, Bones. If we aren't done with his budget review, I'll schedule another session in the morning. I hate dealing with math anyway."

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"Hey, Dad, how are your knees holding up after you planted Bones' vegetables last week? Parker asked as he, Josie and Becky came in the front door. "You should've let me know and I would've come over and helped you."

Nonsense, Bub, I can still hoe my own row," Booth retorted. "How's my granddaughter today?"

"Grand-dad, you made a rhyme!" Becky beamed up at Booth, who wrapped his arms around her waist and swung her in a circle.

"Booth, watch out, you're going to knock over my Anasazi mating vase!" Brennan cautioned her husband. "Go out in the back yard if you're going to swing Becky around! And be careful of your back."

"Everybody acts like I'm falling apart," Booth grumbled. "Come on, honey, I'll swing you out back a little."

"Josie, how are you feeling? Is your hyperemesis lessening? Booth and I are anxious to see the images of the fetus from your ultrasound. I made vegetable lasagna for dinner with a white cheese sauce rather than my normal tomato marinara recipe, because tomatoes always gave me indigestion while I was pregnant," said Brennan.

"It's a baby, Bones!" Booth yelled from the back yard, through the open door.

"Thanks, that's thoughtful of you, I've been surprised how many foods make me queasy this time. I didn't really have much trouble with that when Becky was on the way. I brought some zucchini bread, Temperance. It's one thing that I can eat and actually digest rather than seeing it again."

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"The lasagna was really excellent! Let me stick this CD in, said Parker as he placed his laptop on the dining table. I think you can both see it from here."

The baby looks like it has Booth's prominent supraorbital ridges, Brennan remarked. It's too early to tell if its acromia will resemble its grandfather's."

"You can say 'his' for now, Bones. The doctor is almost sure we're having a boy. The baby turned, but he said he got a quick glimpse of his genitalia. Of course, he said it might have been the baby's fist."

"Yes, the quality of the ultrasound images are vastly improved from what they used to be. At one time all you could discern was the flickering of a heartbeat within a blackish blob. It is possible to determine fetal gender if the view is optimal, although you are still early in your pregnancy," Brennan responded. "There has been some research to suggest that increased nausea is indicative of a male offspring. While but it's not been sufficiently substantiated to rely upon, your experiences do seem to correlate with it, Josie."

"We don't really care as long as it's healthy. We've been considering names" Josie smiled. "We can't use Henry from Pops or Seeley from Booth because Zach and Petra already did, and these cousins play together enough we don't need the confusion of multiple kids with the same name. I love the name Matthew. It means 'gift from God' which Parker has been for me, and this baby will be for us," she said, becoming misty-eyed.

I personally like the name John…., Parker started.

"Son, you can't use that name in this family; its historic connotations wouldn't do your little boy any good at all." Booth interrupted with a grimace. "My classmates used to make 'Arr, Arr, Arr' sounds to tease me, so you really have to give this kid's name some thought. Boys can find a way to tease a child about anything!"

"There aren't any Josephs yet in this generation, and that was Pops' and your middle name. Maybe Joseph Matthew, or Parker Joseph and call him 'Joe.'" Parker mused. "I'm kind of leaning toward Joseph because even though it's not spelled the same, it sounds like Jocelyn. We could use Matthew for me, and Joe for you, Babe."

"Don't call me Baby, Parker, I'm not an infant!" Josie frowned.

"You sound exactly like Bones used to; she detested me calling her Baby," Booth laughed.

"You could use Matthew as a first name, but then he could possibly be confused with Max, Zach's youngest, at family gatherings," Brennan offered.

Becky came in from the back yard, a child's miniature badminton racquet and birdie in her hand. "I wanna name him Clifford or Carl from my fav'rite books!"

Parker smiled affectionately at his daughter. "Sweetie, those characters in your books are dogs. You don't want to name your little brother after a pooch, do you?"

"Daddy, what's a pooch?"

"Oh, never mind. Whatever we name this kiddo, he's going to be loved and cherished as much as Becky. We feel very fortunate to being having a second child, after all the health issues Josie's had in the past. We were amazed when we found out Becky was coming, and now we'll have a son as well. " Parker declared, hugging his petite wife.

"Well said, well said," Brennan smiled, as she handed them each a goblet. "Now let's toast this child with some apple cider, since Josie can't consume alcohol."