AN: I don't own Bones. Here's the next Chapter. Enjoy!
CHAPTER FIVE- "Come on Sweetie you can trust me"
"Hi Buddy, Hi Sweetie" cries Booth as we walk back through the door into our house.
"Daddy, mommy" cries Christine whilst racing through the hall and running into her father headfirst.
"Hi Christine" laughs Booth as he embraces his little girl tightly.
"Christine wait up" cries a second voice.
I turn around to see Parker hurrying into the hall followed closely by Sweets.
I give Christine and Parker both a quick hug but then I turn to look at Sweets. He had muffin dough smeared on his cheek and he was wiping his hands on my apron. I looked at the children, who were also covered in dough.
"What were you guys doing while we were away?" Booth asks.
Sweets just looks at the kids "We were baking…" he begins but Christine cuts him off.
"Muffins daddy, we made blueberry muffins" she giggles.
Booth just smiles and picks up his little girl spinning her around, "I can't wait to try one of those sweetheart," he tells his daughter.
She nods and begins to say something else but he was already looking at Parker.
"Parker can I speak with you for a moment?" Booth asks his twelve-year-old son.
Parker finishes tickling his sister and turns to look at his father.
"Yeah dad why do you want to speak to me?" the young boy asks.
"I want to speak to you about your mother…" Booth begins trailing off.
Parker's face turns pale "Why dad? Did you find out some new information?" he asks.
Booth nods "Well sort of, I need your help son" Booth replies. "I need you to tell me if your mom was ever really mean to you,"
Parker looks upset and I lean over and hug my stepson up to me. "Parker it's going to be okay" I tell him.
He nods and looks at his father, his eyes glistening with tears. "Dad, Bones she was a bit mean sometimes." he says softly.
Booth sits down on the sofa next to his son and me "Yeah how was she mean buddy?"
Parker shakes his head "She went on dates and despite what she told me she would stay out all night, she would yell and once I dropped a glass jug of juice on the ground, she freaked and slapped me hard…" he says his voice trailing off.
Parker then turns around and presses his face into my chest. "Hey Parker it's going to be okay" I tell him softly and glance over to see Booth anger showing all over his face.
He punches a pillow; all I could do was hope that he would be okay.
"Bren, what, stop you're talking too fast I don't understand a word" Angela cries into the phone.
I stop and take a breath, Parker had been going on about some man that his mom dated that he was scared of and I suggested that Angela could do a reconstruction of the face that Parker could picture.
"So Angela can you come over soon, you might be able to help me with this reconstruction, if it's not to much trouble that is" I reply.
I hear Angela sigh "Sweetie you're my best friend it's no hassle whatsoever"
I nod "Thanks Ange see you soon"
I picture Angela smiling "Yeah I'll be round in ten minutes, bye Bren"
I say goodbye and hang up the phone.
Booth glances over at me from the kitchen stool where he was sitting.
"So what did Angela say?" he asks. I give him a thumbs up.
"She'll be around in ten minutes"
"Sweetie you can trust me" Angela says to Parker as she softly places her pale manicured fingertips down on his shoulder.
Parker looks worried "So what am I supposed to tell you about?" he asks the Forensic Artist.
She smiles warmly "Just any strange people that you've seen around your mom's house" she replies.
Parker nods "Will this help out in the investigation?" he asks.
"Yeah baby Booth, we may be able to get a suspect or two with your help"
Angela grabs her sketchpad out of her handbag then she glances over at me.
"Sweetie you going to stay in here with us?" she asks.
I nod "Yes, I am Parker's mother" I reply and watch Parker's little face curve up into a big smile.
"So tell me what you've seen Parker" she begins holding a lead pencil to a sheet of paper.
Parker takes a deep breath "Okay here goes…" he breathes again "There was this one man, mom was dating him for what seemed like forever and he hated me" Parker sighs "He'd yell at me and then act all sweet around mom, but as if she cared it seemed that she loved him more then me"
Angela heaves a deep sigh "What did this guy look like?" she asks.
Parker nods "I'm just getting to that, he had this ugly round face and these two beady blue eyes, he had short dark hair and I think he had a tattoo of a bulldog on the top of his left arm" he tells Angela. "Dad was stronger then him, he was pretty weak and wimpy" Parker concludes.
Angela just nods "Is this the only one of your mom's men?" she asks.
Parker shakes his head "Don't even get me started on the others, I just hate this guy most though"
Angela smiles, "The only dad that you need is Booth right?" she asks.
Parker just nods "I love my dad and I always will"
THAT NIGHT:
"Goodnight buddy" Booth says as he tucks his son into bed "Thanks for cooperating today during all those investigations"
Parker just nods sleepily "That's okay dad, I want you to solve the murder" he whispers "It shows that you care".
I lean over and hug my stepson tightly "Of course we care Parker, we're your parents and we love you" I reply but it was too late Parker was already asleep.
Booth and I tuck Christine into her bed shortly after Parker and she was out like a light.
Booth then leads me into our room, he grabs me, we then kiss and flop down onto the unmade bed and begin taking each other's clothing garments off.
Right now our minds were cleared from the murder investigations and all we could think about was each other and the love that we'd make, sometimes with a job like ours that is the best thing possible.
THE NEXT MORNING:
"Beep, beep" went my phone.
My bare arm flopped off the bed as I fumbled around on my bedside to try to find my phone without moving out of my position.
My head was leaning against Booth's chest and he had his arms around me.
I grab the phone and read the screen it was a text message from Caroline Julian saying we had to meet her in Booth's office as soon as possible. There was also another text message from Cam saying cause of death had been determined.
"Hey Bones who texted you?" Booth asks as he rolls over to face me in bed.
"We have to get going Caroline and Cam both would like to see us" I tell him as I grab my clothes off the ground besides the bed and head into the ensuite to get myself all ready for the day.
Booth walks into the bathroom wearing nothing but his blue boxer shorts. He pulls on a suit.
"What did Caroline want?" Booth asks worriedly, usually Caroline didn't have very good news.
I shake my head "I'm not sure Booth" I reply as he softly kisses my forehead.
"We'll stop by Caroline then I'll drop you off at the lab straight afterwards" he replies.
I nod and head downstairs to get the children ready for the day.
AN: Hope you liked it. The next Chapter should be up as soon as editing is complete. It will be called "The CEO, The Will and The Cause of Death" the title's pretty self explanatory. Caroline will share her news and cause of death will be determined.
One Psychologist, One Kitten will be updated soon along with Too Late, You're the Father, Snowed In and I will be writing a new story all about Sweets. Ideas for that are greatly appreciated.
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