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"Daddy!" Parker ran into the room, stopping short of jumping up on the bed.

"Hey, Buddy." Booth pulled his son to him and wrapped his arms around him. Forget all the drugs that they were giving him. Parker was the only medicine he needed.

Parker wriggled out of Booth's arms. "Mommy says you get to go home tomorrow."

Booth ruffled his son's hair. "Yeah. Sorry I missed my weekend with you. I'll make it up to you soon, I promise."

"Hey, Seeley." Rebecca walked into the room. "It's good to see you. We were worried about you."

Booth shrugged. "You know me. I'm always okay."

"Mommy, look at all the flowers!" Parker was wandering around the room, looking at everything. "Did Dr. Bones send you some flowers, Daddy?"

"Of course." Booth smiled at his son. Parker was a pretty smart kid. He had definately picked up on Booth's feelings for Bones. And he himself adored her. He loved going to the lab to see her and all the other "bone people".

Rebecca searched Seeley's face. She needed to reassure herself that he was okay. Even though they weren't together anymore, she still cared for him, and Dr. Brennan's call had frightened her, not only for her sake, but for Parker's as well. She knew Parker was lucky to have Seeley as a father. There were a lot of men who would have just walked away, especially when she had refused to marry him. But Seeley had taken responsibility, and he didn't view it as an obligation. He loved Parker completely.

She smiled, watching Parker sitting on the bed beside him, chattering endlessly about school, his friends, anything and everything. Seeley sat there, listening to every word as though there was nothing more important. And to him there wasn't, not at this particular moment.

She looked more closely, and she could see the pain and exhaustion on his face. "Hey Parker. Daddy still needs to rest. Let's go, and we'll visit him when he's home, okay?"

"Okay." Parker leaned over and gave his father a kiss and hug. "Love you, Daddy." He hopped off the bed.

"I love you too, Parker. Daddy will see you soon, okay?" He looked up. "Thanks, Rebecca, for bringing him by."

"Sure. Get some rest. I'll call you later."

Parker was already heading to the door, when his eyes lit up, and he started running. "Dr. Bones!" He launched himself at her, hugging her legs, talking a mile a minute. "We came to see Daddy, but now we gotta leave, 'cause he needs to sleep so he can get better so I can see him and he can take me to the park and play with me!" Parker went on, barely catching his breath. "Then he can bring me to the museum and you can show me more bones!"

Brennan couldn't help but smile at him. "That sounds fun."

Rebecca reached down and took his hand. "Sorry about that Dr. Brennan. He's a little excited right now."

"No problem. He's a great kid." She waved to him. "Bye Parker."

"Bye, Dr. Bones. Bye Daddy!" He ran out of the room, pulling his mother along behind him.

Booth watched her walk into the room, alone for once. Since that morning a week ago, when he had opened his eyes, and she had been there, asleep, beside him, she had always had someone with her whenever she came to see him. Angela, Hodgins, even Zack. He knew what she was doing, avoiding having to talk to him about what had happened, about their feelings. He looked closer. She looked exhausted. He knew she blamed herself for what had happened. He had a lot of experience in that area. But he wasn't going to let her.

"Hey Bones."

Brennan walked toward the bed. She had hoped that she could get here and leave while Rebecca and Parker were still there. She knew he would want to talk, but she just couldn't deal with it yet. "Hi. I can't stay, I have a lot of work to catch up on, but I just wanted to check on you. Dr. Connors tells me that he is letting you go home tomorrow."

"Yeah, not a moment too soon, either. I'd go crazy if I had to stay here any longer."

She stood there, trying to think of something to say, anything other than what they had been through. She saw he was about to speak. "Well, I really have to go, but we'll be back tomorrow to pick you up."

She started towards the door. "Temperance, wait..."

She stopped, then turned to look at him, her eyes pleading with him. Booth sighed. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Relief flooded through her. "Bye" she whispered. She turned and walked out the door.

Booth leaned back on the bed. He had given her a reprieve, but tomorrow she was going to talk to him. She couldn't keep avoiding him. Angela had told him that she hadn't said a word about it to her either. She had been at the lab most of the time, barely eating, sleeping fitfully on the sofa in her office. Tomorrow. Tomorrow he would talk to her, and get her to talk to him. He had noticed that she had said 'we'll pick you up tomorrow'. Not this time. He picked up the phone.

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