Here's the next chap, sorry its been so long. I wrote this in a bit of a hurry, half a while ago and the rest quite recently so hopefully you like it!

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Parker

Parker stood outside Meg's room pacing, thinking about what to do. He was hurt. He couldn't deny that. He had thought that he and Meg talked about everything. He leant against the wall and sighed before moving closer to the door as he heard Mike and Meg talking inside.

'It's like they don't understand me at all,' he heard Meg sob.

'They're your family,' Mike replied. 'They love you.'

'I wish we could run away,' Meg said.

'You know that you can't do that to your Dad,' Mike said. 'And Parker, Lucy, Katie and Ollie, how would they be without you?'

'I spose. I just want them to accept me and you. And I don't want Dad to be mad at me. I shouldn't have said that. I feel horrible and Parker just seemed so…upset.'

'I know, baby, come here.'

Parker knocked on the door softly before going in to find Meg standing with her arms crossed over her chest.

'Meg, can we talk?' he asked.

'Where's Dad?' she asked.

'He's gone, I think he went to work,' Parker replied.

'He's never going to talk to me again,' Meg said, a tear rolling down her cheek.

'Of course he is,' Parker reassured her, stepping forward and wrapping his arms around her. 'Mike,' Parker said, looking away from Meg. 'You'll be sleeping in my room, it's just opposite Meg's room, so do you want to go and get settled?' Mike nodded, taking the hint and walking out of the room with his bag. Parker closed the door behind him and leant against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. Meg looked at his stance and was instantly reminded of her dad. She sat on her bed cross-legged and sighed.

'Why didn't you tell me?' he asked, his eyebrows drawn together and his jaw set in a rare frown. His goofy smile had disappeared and at that point Meg couldn't ignore the resemblance between her older brother and dad when they were mad.

'I guess I didn't think it was a big deal,' Meg shrugged. 'I mean we started as friends and I just wanted to have a friend that you guys wouldn't pick apart…and then we became more and I…just wanted to keep him to myself.' She looked down at her hands, feeling oddly childish.

'But we've always told each other everything,' Parker mumbled.

'I know, I know,' Meg sighed. 'I should have told you.'

'I told you about Bec and Stacy and…Jen and-'

'Yeah I get it,' Meg interrupted, chuckling. 'But I didn't want you and Dad to make up an opinion of him. I didn't want him to be pushed away.'

'I shouldn't have asked if you had slept with him in front of Dad,' Parker said quietly.

'You're right,' she frowned. 'You shouldn't. Don't get Dad thinking more of it than he has to.'

'Are you going to tell me?' he asked.

'You're not Luce!' Meg said, mocking annoyance. 'I'm not going to tell my brother if I've had sex with my boyfriend or not.' Parker cringed.

'But you have?' he prompted.

'Fine, yes, we have,' Meg admitted. Parker's eyebrows drew together once more as he frowned. 'You can't say anything to Mike about this! Or Dad, I know you guys have your guys talks, but you cannot mention this to him, or anyone else for that matter.'

'Fine, but I'm not happy about this!' he mumbled. 'You shouldn't have gone and…done this…'

'Mum knew,' Meg said bluntly.

'She knew?' Parker said, shocked. 'You…did this more than a year ago! I can't believe this!'

'What did you want me to do, Parker?' Meg was frustrated now. 'Come up to you and say, "Hey, Park, I'm thinking of having sex with the boyfriend you don't know about"?' Parker scowled.

'I spose you're right,' he said. 'I'm sorry I asked.'

'Are we okay?' she asked quietly.

'Yeah, we're good,' Parker said, sighing. He looked down at his feet, his blonde hair falling over his face as he thought. 'Come here, little sis,' he said quietly, opening his arms. She fell against him, burying her head against his shoulder.

'I'm sorry,' she mumbled against his shirt.

'It's alright, Meg,' he whispered, gently stoking her back. 'Just promise not to keep these things from me. We need to stick together, us oldies.' Meg chuckled, pulling back to look at him.

'When will things go back to normal?' she asked.

'When Dad stops grieving,' Parker replied sadly. 'For now we need to keep the family together. The centre right?' He put his hand up, lacing their fingers together.

'The centre,' she repeated. And as Seeley Booth watched through the open door he couldn't stop the tear from rolling down his cheek at the replication of him and his partner. He briefly wondered where his son, with his features and height and his and Brennan's daughter, with her mother's beauty, picked up the mannerisms of their parents. This thought was however pushed away as he remembered the hundreds of times his Bones had reassured him with a simple lacing of their fingers.

'The centre,' she would whisper and every time he knew that everything was going to be alright.

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