Was it all a dream. Did Bones come over last night and hold me? Did she say a prayer? I woke up very confused. She is here in my bed talking to my son, explaining to him something I can't even explain to myself.

I love the way she runs her fingers through my hair. Her scent is so soothing. She is the only person who does not judge me, she is just here. Here because my son called her and told her something is wrong. She came here and held me so I could get the first good night sleep I have had in years. Now she is laying with my son in my bed. She really is my best friend.

I got out of bed and made a pancake breakfast and brought it back into my room where I woke up my two favorite people. "Good morning Sleepy Heads." I said smiling. Parker rolled into Bones and together they sat up and took the plates from me smiling and started to eat.

"Dr Bones are you going to go to church with me and Daddy today?"

"Parker…" I said warning him not to push it. We had talked about how not everyone went to church and Bones was one of the people who didn't.

"No Booth it is okay. I would like to go to church with you guys if it is okay with your Daddy." She said smiling at me. I gave her a questioning look and she smiled, "I promise I will be good Booth."

"Okay so since all three of us are going we need to hurry and get ready so we aren't late." I said and Parker shoved half a pancake into his mouth and jumped up and ran to his room to get dressed.

"Bones are you sure…?" I started to ask her.

"Booth why didn't you tell me why you didn't come to work on Friday?" She interrupted me.

"Bones…I just…I don't…I mean…" I couldn't get my words out. I didn't know how to explain that my life seemed to be crumbling around me because every time someone mentions 9-11 I feel like crawling into a hole and never coming out. That I wish I could trade places with them, that I could have saved them if I would have just told them to get out instead of waiting for an actual order to get out. That it is my fault that five of my friends died that day. That so many more died fighting in the war that the president ordered to defend our country. Why I really didn't reenlist when my contract was up on the fifteenth of September. Why I ran away, why I left New York. Why I came to DC. Why I really took the easy way out when I could have saved all of those people.

"Its okay Booth." She said bringing me back to reality, "I can see it is hard for you, I just don't know why you were afraid to talk to me about it." She said squeezing my hand as she stood up. I watched her grab her overnight bag and go into the bathroom to get ready to go to church with me.

A church that she said she did not believe in and yet knew the right prayer to say last night. For her to believe in something, to have faith in something she always said was irrational. When I asked about it before she said she didn't believe in it but that I did and that was what mattered. Was this the same thing?

I sat there dumbfounded trying to sort everything out in my head. Parker called Bones. Bones came over. Bones held me…all night. Now she is going to church. I could not figure out how all of this came about. I did not even see her come back into my room until a wet towel hit me in the head.

"Earth to Booth. That is the correct phrase right?" She asked sitting down next to me. I smiled, how was she so clueless sometimes and yet always know what to say to make me feel better?

"When you are ready to talk I am here. Until then I will not ask questions or say anything about last night." She told me softly before heading out to find Parker and make sure he was getting ready for church.

"Thanks Bones." I said grabbing my stuff and running into the bathroom so I could get ready for the day.