(In the Future)
I don't own Bones.
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Aubrey dropped Hank off in front of the boy's house and Hank raced inside looking for his mother. Glad to see their son, Brennan and Booth hugged him and let him know they were happy to see him. "Mom did you discover who the head belonged to?"
"No, without the rest of the skeleton we were unable to determine his identity." Brennan was pleased her son was so interested in his discovery. "I do know the skull is approximately 100 years old and he was a male of mixed Native American and Caucasian ancestry."
"Too bad we couldn't find the rest of him." Hank was disappointed the skull was still a stranger.
"Maybe Aubrey ate the rest of him." Booth repeated Jessica's joke to see what Hank would say.
Stunned, Hank stared at his father while his mother batted at Booth's arm. "Booth it wasn't funny when Jessica said it and it isn't funny now."
Realizing it was a joke, Hank laughed. "Oh boy, that's funny, Dad." Hank shook his head. "You know if he was hungry enough I bet he'd do it too."
"Remind me never to get stuck on a desert island with Aubrey." Booth chuckled and placed his arm around Hanks shoulders.
"Can I keep the skull?" Hank figured if no one wanted the skull he'd take it.
"No way, Hank." Booth stared at Brennan. It was obvious he had a budding scientist on his hand. "Looks like we have another squint in the family Bones."
Proud of her son's interests, Brennan smiled.
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I hope you enjoyed my little story. Thank you for reading it.
