A/N: I really don't have anything to say, haha. I'm just really happy I'm able to update this story more now. Enjoy! (long one)

Chapter 6: The Who

Rebecca watched from the window as Booth and Parker were finishing off their second snow man. It was a little after one now, and the snow was still falling down steadily adding even more weight to the power lines which were still down. The apartment was becoming frigid with each passing hour with no heat and Rebecca wrapped the woolen blanket she was draped in tighter around her body. She hoped that Brennan would stay in the shower as long as possible and that Booth and Parker would come inside soon. It would be the only time she'd be able to get Booth alone, and she at least wanted him there when Brennan did get out of the shower for there was no way being alone in a room with Brennan would be a good idea. Returning her attention to window, she noticed that Booth and Parker were no longer there, and only their two snow men remained. Assuming that they must be coming up stairs now, Rebecca left the window and took a seat on the leather couch which was no better than taking a seat in the snow and waited until she heard the apartment door open.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Parker. Leave your shoes outside the door, buddy."

Rebecca heard Booth tell her their son.

After Booth had taken off his boots, he helped parker out of his coat, and finally shut the door.

"Did you have fun?" Rebecca asked Parker with a smile.

Parker put two fingers up, "We built two snow men!"

"It is freezing out there." Booth commented taking off his own coat and gloves, "Bones still in the shower?"

Rebecca nodded, "Mmhm."

"Oh. Come on Parker, let's go put you in something dry."

Parker followed his father into his bedroom where his things were. After a moment's thought, Rebecca walked to Booth's bedroom and leaned against the door post, arms folded.

Booth looked up at her for a moment before proceeding in pulling a sweatshirt over Parker's head.

"Booth, can we…uh, talk?"

Booth shrugged, "Shoot."

"What? What's wrong?"

"No, I mean shoot, as in, go, talk, speak. Ya know?

Rebecca laughed briefly feeling stupid, "Oh, right. Of course. Well I'll wait for Parker…"

After Booth helped Parker into his pants, he patted him on the backside, "Ok Parker, mom and I are gonna talk so go play."

Once Parker was gone he spoke, "What's on your mind?"

"Well…Seely. I-I….think I made a… huge mistake by not marring you."

Booth stood with both hands on his hips, "Oh."

"I mean don't you still feel it?" Rebecca asked him walking into the room.

"Feel what?"

"That that…spark between us?"

Booth laughed, "Spark? Rebecca, I don't consider your attitude towards me a spark."

"What attitude?"

"Rebecca," He began pacing the room, "You give me nothing but attitude."

"Don't you remember the first time we made love?" She replied ignoring his previous comment.

He nodded toward Parker in the other room, "It's kind of hard to forget."

"Besides the end product Booth… It was amazing."

He sighed and massaged the top of his nose with his pointer and thumb.

"Booth." She whined stepping in front of him. "I- I want you back." She stated boldly, "We have something so special."

"We had something special." He replied removing his hand from his face.

Rebecca stood there looking at him. He could tell he hit a nerve.

Booth let out a deep sigh, "Rebecca, I'm sorry but I don't have feelings toward you anymore."

"Booth, the only reason I didn't marry you to begin with was because I didn't want to be one of those girls who got married just because they got pregnant."

"Well you didn't tell me that at the time. It kind of looked like you just didn't want me." He replied, his tone becoming annoyed, "You can't blame me now."

Rebecca sighed, "Booth what happened to us?"

Booth paused momentarily, "You should know better than anyone." He answered calmly.

Rebecca silenced briefly allowing them to hear the bathroom door open and close, and Parker inviting Dr. Bones to play with him.

Rebecca nodded, "It's her… isn't it?" She whispered feeling tears build up in her eyes.

Booth looked up from the spot on the floor he was staring at to look at her but didn't reply. He didn't want to tell her the truth that would only make matters worse for Brennan during her stay in his apartment.

"Seely, tell me." She yelled at him in a whisper, "It's her. It's that partner of yours you want isn't it?"

Booth rubbed ran his hands through his hair in frustration with the other hand on his hip as he paced the room, "Rebecca…"

"Just tell me Seely!!" She continued to yell although her voice never reached an octave above a whisper, "Tell me! I want to know Seely. I need to know."

"Rebecca, I don't need to tell you anything." He replied coolly, trying to contain his composure.

"Yes you do. I need to know what's holding you back from me…us."

"Rebecca." He began sternly, "There is no one holding me back. I just don't have the same feelings as I did towards you. Nothing more."

Booth fed up with this conversation which was going nowhere, began to head toward the door until Rebecca grabbed his shirt. He huffed and turned around to face her,

"Rebecca, let me go."

"Not until you admit something to me."

"Well there's nothing I have to admit so it looks like you'll be hanging on to my shirt for a very long time."

Rebecca in disgust shoved him away, "Go then."

Booth was very annoyed to hear Rebecca's footsteps behind him as he made his way toward the living room. He didn't even bother turning around to look at her. He had completely had it with her.

Entering the living room, Brennan was sitting on the couch in the sweats Booth had lent her prior to her shower, and her wet hair draped her face. Parker was sitting on the floor by her feet babbling away.

"You don't know who Spongebob is?" Parker asked Brennan in dismay holding up his Spongebob plush animal.

Brennan looked up briefly at Booth and Rebecca entering the room before returning her attention to Parker.

"No I don't. I'm assuming he's a well known cartoon character though." Brennan replied motioning toward his Spongebob toy.

Parker nodded, "He's only the best cartoon ever!"

"I see that your investment in a TV is going to good use." Booth said taking a seat on the couch next to her.

"I use the television occasionally. It's not like when I do I turn on children's programming though. How should I know who Spongebob is?"

Booth rested one of his feet on the coffee table, revealing his yellow socks with different Spongebob facial expressions on them.

"Everyone knows who Spongebob is, Bones."

Brennan smiled, "Well you should know who he is. Your son happens to be a fan of the show. I don't understand however why you as an adult have Spongebob socks on."

"Hey it's a good show. It's…appealing to people of all ages."

"And how is a cartoon, designed to meet the entertainment level of a child, entertaining to people of all ages?"

He shrugged, "You know…."

"No I don't know."

"I wasn't finished. You know things like getting your driver's license to a boat mobile, living in a pineapple, very typical."

Brennan laughed, "Oh real typical. I hope this snow stops so I could actually get back to my pineapple."

"Yeah well, my pineapple over here is going to turn into an igloo if these damn power lines don't come back."

Rebecca stood up from her place in one of the living room chairs,

"Well I think I'm going to go give Parker a bath."

Parker groaned, "Moooom…I hate baths."

"Honey you're all sweaty from playing in the snow."

"The bathtub is in the bathroom in my bedroom Rebecca." Booth informed her.

She didn't bother responding to Booth but took in his information, "Common Parker."

Parker unhappily stood up and trudged his way toward the bathroom with his mother.

"…So" Booth began breaking the almost awkward silence which filled the room. They had practically been avoiding each other since their loss for self control in the spare room earlier that morning.

"Where were you and Rebecca before?" Brennan forwardly asked.

"Gee Bones, nooo-sy."

"I'm not nosy, I'm just…curious as to where you both were."

"We were just talking about some things. That's all Bones."

"Well, what were you talking about?" She pursued.

Booth sighed and rested his elbows on his knees, "Would you please stop being so nosy?"

"I'm not being nosy, I'm just…"

He interrupted her slightly raising his voice, "Curious? Yeah I know."

Brennan sat there taken back by his tone. She could tell maybe it wasn't the time to impose. Releasing a frustrated sigh, she folded her arms across her chest, not saying another word.

"Listen Bones, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have reacted like that." He apologized turning to look at her.

"No, you're right." She replied looking straight ahead. She shrugged, "It's not my place to know."

"That whole conversation was just frustrating for me, and I'm still a little tense about it. Sorry for…talking the way I did."

She turned her head to look at him, "Really Booth, it's fine."

He smiled at her, "Do you miss your beloved lab?"

"Yes I do." She admitted with a brief smile and a nod.

"I don't think we'll have work tomorrow."

"You sound like a child Booth. I think we will."

He leaned back on the couch, "Hey I can still wish for a snow day if I want."

"I don't think this snow will keep coming down through the night. That would be almost scary if it did."

"I don't think so either." He agreed, "But a guy can dream can't he?"

Brennan smiled, "I suppose, but I can't see why you want more snow. I think work is better than this current position we're all in right now."

"Have to agree with you there."

"She really hates me." Brennan said softly to eliminate the chance of Rebecca overhearing her.

Booth laughed and stood up pushing off of his knees, "Yeah I know."

"Where are you going?" She asked getting up to follow him.

Booth stopped walking once he reached the large window in the kitchen and opened the blinds.

Brennan stood next to him, resting her hands on the window ledge, "I'm glad it's slowing down." She commented referring to the snow.

Rebecca was opening up the hallway closet for a towel, "No one's happier than me."

Booth didn't even bother turning around to give her the satisfaction of attention however Brennan turned around to look at her.

"I don't know why she's glad." Booth mumbled to his partner once Rebecca was gone, "She's having a great time out of this."

"She wants to get away from me." Brennan suggested turning around and leaning her hips on the ledge of the window.

"You wanna know what me and Rebecca talked about before?" Booth brought up quietly.

"Only if you want to tell me." She replied looking over at him.

Booth nodded, "She wants me back."

Brennan couldn't help but feel the slightest bit jealous. She wasn't sure what their kiss this morning meant, but she had to keep reminding herself he wasn't hers, and he could date who ever he wants.

"And what did you reply?" she questioned nervously.

He shook his head, "No. I said no."

She feeling of relief swept over her body, "How'd she take it?"

"She kept bringing up sparks, and crap. I told her though, that I don't feel anything toward her anymore." He sighed, "She kept yelling. She was getting me so mad…wouldn't take no for an answer."

"This is bothering you." She said as a statement.

He nodded and looked at her, "Yeah…yeah it is. Because she keeps wanting to know why, who, when."

"And you won't tell her?"

He shook his head and sighed.

"Why? I guess she deserves to know. I mean I would want to know." She folded her arms.

Booth looked over at her and placed a finger against his chest, "I think I deserved to know why the first time too."

Brennan nodded knowingly, "And you're right. She should've told you the why when she didn't want to marry you, but I still think you should let her know. After all, you know the feeling."

Taking in her advice he realized she was completely right,

"I will tell her. I'm just… not quite ready to do it."

"What's holding you back?"

"The who."

"In what sense?"

Booth placed both his hands on his hips, "The who doesn't know who they are yet."

"Well…I think you should tell she…or he…"

Booth immediately interrupted, "It's a she Bones. A she."

"Well you should tell her immediately so you could tell Rebecca the why, who, when." She shrugged, "Just my opinion."

He nodded, "Thanks Bones. Really that uh…helped."

Smiling softly as she spoke, "Your welcome."