A/N: I can't believe I haven't posted in four days! That's no excuse! I wrote this story last year! Geez time flies! Anyway, I'm going to post two chapters tonight, just because! I hope you like!
Booth grabbed his keys out of his pocket and unlocked his apartment door. He had a hard time opening the door, what with bags in one hand and a sleeping boy in the other. He dropped the bags and went and lay Parker down on the couch. He noticed his cellphone sitting on the coffee table. In his excitement to pick Parker up he had forgotten it. Rebecca called and asked him to pick him up at noon instead of four. They had spent the rest of the day at the park, throwing snowballs and swinging on the swings. He hoped that no one had called him regarding a case.
He flipped it open and saw that he had one message. He groaned. 'I hope its not a case.' He thought to himself. He punched in his password and started listening to the message. "Umm, hi. It's me" he heard Bones say. He heart started to beat faster. He listened to the rest of the message, unaware that he had begun to pace back and forth. The message ended and he began to smile. He had heard it in her voice. She had tried to say it was a mistake and she couldn't.
'That means she must have some feelings for me, right?' he asked himself. 'Now if she would only admit them.'
"Daddy?" Parker said, sitting up from the couch.
"Hey bub" he said, going over to the couch. "Want some dinner?"
"Yeah!" Parker said excitingly. "Do we get to have turkey yet?"
"No" he laughed. "Turkey is tomorrow. But how about some Christmas Eve tacos?"
"Yeah, can we?" Parker said.
"Absolutely." he replied. "I will go make them. Why don't you play with one of your toys that you got yesterday."
"Okay. I want to dig the bones." Parker said. "Can I?"
"Sure." he said. "Let's get the box and set it up." Once Parker was set up, he started making the tacos. As the meat was browning, he looked over at his son and stifled a laugh. Parker was squinting. He had an intense look on his face, not dissimilar from the one Bones usually wore. He was carefully digging at the rock to retrieve the rest of the bone.
"Daddy?" Parker said, looking up from the bone. "Can Dr. Bones come eat turkey with us tomorrow?"
"She can't." he replied. "She's already having turkey with Hodgins and Angela."
"Oh." Parker said, frowning. "I wanted to her come with us."
"Yeah me too, bub." He replied, turning back to the stove.
"She gives good hugs." Parker said. "And she's pretty."
"Yeah." He said, wistfully. He went to the fridge and got out the rest of the taco stuff. As he cut up the tomato, he thought about what he should do next. What he wanted to do was to go over to Hodgins, break down the door, pull her into his arms and kiss her.
'That definitely would frighten her off.' He thought to himself. Maybe he should wait until she was ready to come to him. After all, they did have to see each other in a couple of days at work. She would have to talk to him. She was really good at avoiding things she didn't want to talk about though. And he didn't want to wait. He just…wanted her. He shook his head and broke out of his reverie.
"Dinner's ready." He said to Parker. "Why don't we take the tacos and go watch a Christmas movie?"
"Can we watch Rudolph?" Parker said.
"Of course." He replied, handing him his plate. They went into the living room and put on Rudolph. He watched his son eating his taco and laughing at the funny parts in the movie. He could barely remember his life without Parker. 'Him and Bones' he thought to himself. 'The two people who have changed my life."