Okay, here's the next chapter. It's kinda short, but I thought it was cute. Let me know what you think!
I have two more chapters left, so I will finish this up tomorrow!
"Booth, just go home, okay? We'll handle it." Cullen was worried about him. "Your report can wait."
Booth rubbed a hand over his eyes. "Yeah, okay." He started to leave, then paused and turned back. "Look, sir, I.."
Cullen shook his head. "You did what you had to do."
"I know, but before.."
"Booth, look. I understand. I would have done the same thing." Cullen gave him a grim smile. "Luckily Dr. Brennan was there."
Booth nodded. "Thanks." He looked around. "Where is she, anyway?" He turned and walked to the ambulance that was still parked in the alley. "Where is Dr. Brennan?"
The paramedic looked up. "She left. She refused to go to the hospital, so we just wrapped her wrist. Then she left."
"Great." Booth sighed and turned away. He should have known. She was trying to avoid him. Not this time, he thought. He walked to the SUV, opened the door, and got in. He sat a minute, trying to fight the fatigue that threatened to take over. He could sleep later. Right now he had to talk to Bones.
He was about to start the car when his phone rang. He was tempted to throw the thing out the window, but he answered. "Booth"
"Seeley, it's Rebecca."
Booth's pulse quickened. "Rebecca, what's wrong?! Is Parker okay?!"
"He's okay, he just keeps asking for you. I hate to ask, but..."
"I'll be right there."
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"Daddy!" Parker ran to him, jumping in his arms before he even got in the door.
"Hey, buddy." Booth held him close, silently thanking God for saving his son.
Rebecca closed the door behind him. "I'll just be in the kitchen if you need me."
"Daddy, is Dr. Bones okay?"
Booth walked over and sat down on the sofa, still holding Parker in his arms. It amazed him that after all Parker had been through, he was still worried about Bones. "Yeah, she's okay."
Parker looked up at him, his eyes questioning. "And the bad man? Did you put him in jail?"
Booth closed his eyes. He could still hear the shot, could still see Epps fall to the ground. "He won't hurt anyone again, Parker." He sat him down beside him.
"Daddy? That man scared me. I tried to be brave, like you, but I couldn't. I was still scared."
Booth's stomach tightened, imagining what he had gone through. "Parker, being brave doesn't mean that you're never scared."
Parker looked up at him, his big brown eyes so like his fathers. "It doesn't?"
"No. Being brave just means doing what's right, no matter how scared you are."
"But you're never scared, daddy."
Tears came to Booths' eyes. He pulled Parker back into his lap. "Parker, even I get scared sometimes. And I was never more afraid in my life than I was last night."
Parker reached up and wrapped his arms tightly around his father. "I love you, daddy!"
Booth hugged back, breathing in the scent of his son. "I love you too, Parker.