AN: I don't own Bones or any of the wonderful characters

CHAPTER THIRTEEN: What's Yours Is Mine

"Oh Booth Parker still appears to be upset because of what happened with his mother" I begin but Booth cuts me off.

"I know Bones but a lot of people have to go through pain once or twice look at me for example look at you" he replies "My father was an alcoholic and my mother abandoned me and Jared when we were only young boys, I'm just thankful for pops and you just look at you, your parents and brother all left you in foster care where you went through hell"

I just nod. Booth was correct. Parker had it easy. He still had a family consisting of Booth, Christine and myself. That was more then he could ever have with his mother. Rebecca never seemed to be able to settle down with one single man. She had to just cause affairs and get herself murdered.

"I suppose your right, Parker just has to come to terms with all this then he'll be fine" I continue.

Booth just nods and strokes my cheek "I like it babe, that you're worrying about my son" he whispers.

I smile "Of course I'm worrying about Parker" I reply "And if he's your son he's mine as well"

Booth smiles at me "Gee Bones not all women are like you" he whispers "That's because you're special"

THAT NIGHT:

I awake with a start. I glance around the dark bedroom. I thought that I had heard something but everything was still.

I look down at my husband who was asleep beside me. I lie back down and settle into the sheets.

I feel Booth move and his hand grip mine. I smile to myself and try to fall asleep. I was in bed besides the man who loved me. I was in the same house as my two beautiful children and our psychologist babysitter all was right with world.

This murder had taken its toll on me and was now affecting my sleep patterns. No matter what Booth said me I was still worrying about Parker. I think that I had compared him to the younger version of myself. It was hard to accept that if it weren't for his dad the young boy would have lost everything and ended up where I was, in a foster home where they didn't care where you were or how you felt.

I had almost drifted off to bed when my phone begins to ring. "Ring, ring, ring" blares the default apple ring tone. My arm flops out of my bed as I fumble around for my phone. I quickly push answer and slip on my dressing gown over my bare shoulders. I walk into the ensuite and close the door.

"Brennan" I say into the receiver.

"Hi Bren sorry for the bad hour, I hope I didn't interrupt anything between you and Booth" giggles Angela sheepishly into the phone.

I sigh "Hello Angela no you didn't it's 2:36 if you had of rung four or so hours ago then you would have interrupted some activities that occurred between Booth and I" I reply.

Angela just sighs "Bren I didn't mean for you to take everything so seriously"

"So what are you ringing for anyway Ange?" I ask my best friend.

"Well Sweetie we're getting back to the case now" she laughs. "Well Hodgins and I were looking over all the evidence yet again, we aren't going home until we have some scrap of something that ties the Maggie woman to the murder"

I just nod despite the logical fact that Angela couldn't see me leaning against the bathroom wall in my ensuite.

"Angela you don't have to do this for me, go home, go to bed" I inform her.

I hear Angela laugh, "Sweetie not everything is for you" she begins "I'm not doing this for you I'm doing this for Parker, Bren he's twelve and his mother just got murdered. The kid deserves closure"

I let out a breath "You're right Angela Parker does deserve some closure but what else do you have to tell me about the case?" I ask my best friend.

"Bren, Bren, Bren I thought that you'd never ask" she begins "Well Hodgins went over the hair and extracted a sliver of DNA. We sent it to some people Hodgins suggested to examine the DNA. We just got the results,"

I smile. I think that they had something good going on.

"Yes Angela please continue did the DNA test positive to prove Maggie Thompson guilty?" I ask.

I hear Angela hammer her hands against something I presume a desk.

"Drum roll please Sweetie," she begins "Positive Bren, she did it, she's the murderer"

"Great job Angela I'll be right over to the lab"

I then hear Angela sigh "Bren you don't have to come to work at such at an ungodly hour"

I smile yet again "Don't worry Ange I'm coming in" I reply.

Angela begins to object but I just hang up and put my phone back down.

I step out of the ensuite and hurry over to my closest. I rummaged through the contents of my wardrobe and remove some clothes. I get changed and glance over at my husband who was still fast asleep in bed. He was such a lovely man. I brush out my hair and do my makeup before hurrying quietly back into the bedroom. I was almost out of the bedroom when Booth awakes.

I turn to face my husband "Hey Bones it's 2:53 what are you doing dressed and out of bed?" he asks.

"Booth I just got a call from Angela saying that her and Hodgins had found some DNA to tie our suspect to the murder of Ms Stinson" I reply "I'm going to the lab right now to check out what they have found"

Booth just looks at me. "Well I'm going too Bones" he says as he gets up from the bed. "I'm not sending my wife driving through the streets DC all alone at three o clock in the morning" he replies.

I shrug "Booth I'll be fine, you are just being over protective…" I reply.

Booth just smiles "Well I'd rather be over protective then let anything happen to the woman that I love" he replies as he pulls a white shirt on over his bare chest.

I just nod "Well then hurry up Angela expects me soon"

He just smiles at me and holds his tie up in the air "I'm going as fast as I can"

Soon enough Booth and I were seated in Booth's SUV. He moves the car into gear and we began driving headlights blaring to the street ahead. Sweets was over at our house looking after the kids. He made a very good babysitter.

"So later today are we going in to arrest Ms Thompson?" he asks.

I just nod "She doesn't have an alibi and if the DNA found really did test positive it should be really easy to file for an arrest warrant" I tell him.

Booth just nods at me. "I knew that we'd be able to do it Bones" Booth announces as he puts on the indicator and turns the corner.

I nod "You do sound sure of yourself Booth but we haven't succeeded yet" I inform him "If that DNA isn't really positive we are back to square one"

He smiles at me "Well yeah you can always be negative but I'm the positive one, I'm looking on the bright side of life" he replies.

I just smile "You can say what you want Booth but nothing is 'positive' without the correct evidence and proof" I tell him.

He just nods and smiles "Have a bit of faith, Bones it won't kill you"

Soon enough we pull over in the dark parking lot out the back of the Jeffersonian. Booth and I get out of the SUV the wind still whipping harshly against us.

Booth and I hurry into the building, we were just happy to be out of the cold. The Jeffersonian was all-empty besides a few nightwatchmen and Hodgins and Angela who were looking at something in Angela's office. We could see them through the glass walls.

I scan my ID card and hurry over to the office with Booth hot on my heels.

"Angela, Dr Hodgins we are here!" I announce rather loudly as I head into the office.

Angela just looks up from the computer screen and lets out a yawn. "Hey Bren, hey Booth" she says sleepily.

I smile "Hey Ange you sound exhausted" Angela just shrugs "Well I suppose that is the price you pay for working late"

I nod "So what exactly have you found?" I ask.

Hodgins just smiles "Oh yeah Dr B this is the exciting bit now!" he announces gleefully.

I open to my mouth to reply to Dr Hodgins but Booth cuts in "Okay I'll just leave the Squinty stuff to you Bones" he announces "I want to phone call Sweets and check up on the kids" he says as he removes his iPhone and clicks on Sweets' picture in the speed dial menu.

Booth then moves out in the corridor to make his call and leaves me with Hodgins and Angela.

"So what exactly happened then?" I ask.

Hodgins smiles "Well I went over the hair that we discovered and I found some DNA" he begins.

I nod indicating for him to continue. "Well then my beautiful wife, with her sexy brain came in and we sent the DNA off to get tested"

Angela just smiles and blushes at her husband.

I sigh "Dr Hodgins how many times do I have to tell you that a brain is far from appearing sexy in anyway" I reply.

Hodgins just smiles "Well maybe all other brains but Angie's is definitely sexy".

I just ignore Hodgins and turn to face Angela. "So can I see the test results?" I ask.

Angela just nods and leads me over to her computer and opens her emails. "Here it is" she says as she opens an email from a DNA testing laboratory.

She opens the attachment to find a profile of the person that the DNA belonged to. Maggie Thompson was the name that was written above a photo.

Angela just flashes me a smug smile "So Bren what more proof do we need?" she laughs.

I nod "You did a good job Angela but now I think that you and Hodgins should get to bed, you have to see Michael" I reply.

Angela nods "I left my dad babysitting Michael and I don't think Hodgins is very happy about it" she laughs.

I smile "None of the men seem to trust your father much" I reply.

Angela just nods "Yeah Bren I agree" she replies "Where are Booth and your kids?" she asks.

I smile "With Lance Sweets, they were playing a game where they build a fort" I reply.

Angela nods "All the kids love that game" she laughs "Michael always wants to build a fort with his daddy"

I smile at my best friend. She was always so enthusiastic even if it was about building a fort with her son.

Angela just smiles at me and waves "I better be getting home Bren," she laughs as she slings her handbag over her shoulder.

"Bye, see you tomorrow" I reply as I wave a quick goodbye to my best friend and hurry into the other room to meet up with Booth.

"Oh I'm so happy that we are home," I whisper to Booth as we both lay on our bed in the darkness of our bedroom.

The 4:30am sunlight (or lack of) was seeping in through the curtains and barely illuminating the room at all. Booth lays his hand on my bare back placing it on the ridge of my shoulder blade.

Booth smiles "Well I'm happy to be home as well Bones, but I am also happy to have found something to tie Maggie to Rebecca's murder" he says as he stretches out his arm.

"Are you going to get an arrest warrant for Ms Thompson?" I ask just before letting out a soft yawn.

Booth nods "Yes Bones but we still haven't got a proper motive yet though" he replies.

I nod "Well you and Sweets are good at interrogation, you have some good techniques, so I think that you'll get a motive soon enough"

Booth smiles at me and hugs me tightly "This has been one hard case," Booth begins "Provoking too many emotions for someone that I tried to forget, thanks for sticking by me through this case" he finishes.

I just nod and plant a kiss on his lips "It has been a pleasure to assist you through this tough and emotional time" I respond.

Booth just smiles and wraps his arm tightly around the slope of my back.

"You are the best wife anyone could hope for" he replies.

I just nod "You're a very good and efficient husband yourself" I say with a smile.

Booth just grabs me and kisses me softly. I just knew that Booth and Sweets had the power to get a confession out of Maggie; I didn't doubt it for a second.

"Parker, Christine breakfast" I call out to my children who were sprawled out on the mat playing on the iPads.

Sweets was in bathroom so his iPad just remained vacant on the ground near the children. Christine and Parker quickly get up and take a seat at the table.

"What would you two like for breakfast?" I ask the two children.

"Grilled cheese" the two reply in perfect unison.

I nod and was about to reply when I see Sweets hurry out of the bathroom holding a newspaper.

When he sees us all staring at him he just blushes "Doesn't a man have a right to do his business?" the young Psychologist asks.

The two children giggle softly at the comment and Sweets hurries over to their side. He slides into one of the seats at the kitchen table and gives Christine a little tickle.

I watch as my young daughter giggles with glee. Sweets was brilliant with kids, he would do a very good job as a father.

"Hey can I smell grilled cheese?" asks Booth as he hurries down the stairs wearing a fresh suit after his morning shower.

Christine giggles as she nibbles away at the cheese sandwich that she was holding.

Booth smiles and sits down on a chair "Hey can I have a bite?" Booth asks his daughter.

Christine shakes her head and sticks the last piece of bread in her small mouth.

Booth just shakes his head "You are so stubborn just like your mother" Booth laughs.

Christine smiles "Daddy you can make your own cheesy toast" she replies.

Booth nods and sighs as he stand up and heads into the kitchen to make himself some breakfast.

I nibble at my Special K and look over the newspaper on the table. I had to pretend that Sweets didn't just take it out of the toilet. I finish off my bowl and head into the kitchen to rinse it out and put it in the dishwasher.

Booth looks at me "Sweets and I are going to meet up with Ms Thompson soon, can you drop off the kids?" he asks.

I nod, I hadn't dropped off the children in a while and Christine had wanted to show me her classroom at kindergarten.

"Yes, that's fine Booth" I reply.

Booth nods "Great, I have a crazy old lady to arrest…" he begins.

"Crazy old lady what?" asks Sweets in a questioning tone as he heads into the kitchen.

"You know Maggie Thompson, the receptionist that murdered Rebecca?" Booth asks.

Sweets nods "Do you have an arrest warrant?" the young psychologist asks.

Booth nods "All sorted, be ready in fifteen minutes"

"Okay I'll just have to say goodbye to the kids and get my shoes on" Sweets replies as he looks down at his feet, which were bare except for socks.

I just nod and head into the dining area to help the children into their school uniforms.

AN: Hope you liked Chapter 13, Chapter 14 will be up soon and it will be called "Confessions and Acceptance". In it Booth and Sweets try to get a confession out of Maggie.

Sorry about the wait this story has just been put behind on my priority list since Sweets was killed and tribute one-shots took over my publishing time. I will eventually get around to all my stories but right now my to-do list is longer then me, I am quite short but that is no excuse.

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