I want to thank you guys for all the reviews! You guys are awesome.

And I should also add that I do not own the movies The Mask or Hook in addition to not owning Bones, just using them as details.

Jett, Mattie, and Booth returned to the house, not wanting to have another separation scare at the park, or anything like it. The moment they entered the house, all three members went separate directions. Jett went to the den and turned on the television to Rugrats; Mattie went to the kitchen and began to fix three burgers and some fries; Booth went to the bathroom to take a quick shower. When he came out, he slid on a pair of jeans and a green Army shirt before joining Jett and Mattie.

He found them still performing the tasks they had started before he entered the bathroom. He quickly weighed the two activities and found his way into the kitchen. Mattie had the table set, and was finishing the three burgers. "Need help?" Booth offered.

"No." She reached into the oven and pulled out the fries. "I'm use to fixing meals by myself. I can handle this."

"Doesn't mean I'm not willing to help," he said putting on his best charm smile. He noticed that she smiled right back. It was the first time he had seen her smile. It was a little crooked, but still pretty.

"Unfortunately for whatever cooking abilities you possess, lunch is already done," she replied. She proceeded to then call out, "Jett, lunch!"

The boy came hopping into the room, and grabbed his burgers and fries and sat down. Booth indicated that Mattie should go next, and she nodded out of thanks and retrieved her food. Booth took the last burger and remaining fries. The lunch was quiet; it was clear that no one knew what should be discussed. Within ten minutes, Jett was done with his food and back in front of the T.V. Leaving Booth and Mattie sitting in at the table.

"So, I what are your plans after you leave?" the teenager asked.

"Huh?"

"I assume that now your tour is over you're planning on finding a job in the country. Or are you planning to attend college?"

"Oh. No, I'm done with school; I get it's your thing in all, but I never really like any part of it- except the sports. But, uh, I leave Friday and going home for a week, then I'm gonna head to Vegas for a week. I might to head to the capitol after that. Try and get a job working for the FBI."

"The FBI? You're going into law enforcement?"

"Oh yeah. I like helping people, and it would put my army training into good use."

"That's a noble thing to do." Booth nodded at the comment. There was a comfortable silence that filled the room. Booth noticed that for some reason, she was still wearing that freaking jean jacket! Finally he couldn't help but ask.

"Okay, Mattie, why are you still wearing that jacket? It's like eighty- five degrees outside. I've spent the past few years in the desert and I wouldn't put a jacket on right now. And you were sweating earlier, and didn't take it off."

"It's nothing, Booth, don't worry about it."

"That's just making it more suspicious. So, do you want to tell me what's going on?"

"You have no right to ask these questions of me. You hardly know me." Her voice had an icy tone building.

"Which is more than I did this morning." She gave him a look that indicated that he should drop it, so he did. Mattie began to clear the table, but Booth stood up before she could pick up her own plate. He snatched the plate from under her hand, and picked up his and Jett's platter and went towards the kitchen sink.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm cleaning up after lunch."

"Why?"

"Because the general rule at my house growing- up was whoever didn't cook, cleaned up. I didn't cook; therefore I should clean-up." Mattie gave an understanding nod, but grabbed the ketchup and mustard and moved towards the refrigerator. "You didn't hear a word I just said, did you?"

"No, I heard you; but I thought it would be faster if we both cleaned up."

"Mattie, go sit down and watch TV with Jett, and I'll do the dishes and then we can watch a movie or something. I think Jett has The Mask playing. I know you've probably seen it a million and a half times-"

"I have no idea what you're talking about it."

"The Mask… the movie that came out last year."

"I was a little preoccupied with school, Booth. I don't watch television or many movies."

"Come on, I was in the Army and even heard of it! You've had to, at least, heard of it." Mattie shook her head. "Starring Jim Carrey and Cameron Diaz."

"I assume those people are actors." Booth let out a sigh. He grabbed the items in her hand.

"You. Go sit down and watch the movie," he ordered. Mattie rose to her full height and Booth did the same. Booth couldn't figure out why she would be arguing with him about this. It's not like he was asking her to shot someone- though for all he knew, she'd relish the opportunity.

After a moment of intense eye contact between the two brown eyed people, the blonde one of the two sighed in defeat and went to join Jett in front of the television. Booth smirked and wondered how often this girl back down from an argument, because it obviously wasn't very often. Then again, if she was only arguing with the eleven year old who had a crush on her, there wasn't much of a challenge.

Booth finished the dishes and joined his cousin and Mattie, who were watching the movie he had predicted. He plopped down on the couch next to Jett, Mattie on the other side of the couch. About an hour and a half later, the ending credits began rolling up the screen, and Booth looked away from the television for the first time. Jett was asleep, his head thrown backwards so it rested on the top of the couch, and Mattie had pulled her legs under her and was propping her head up with her hand. The oldest of three smiled.

Booth got off the couch, being careful not to disturb those sleeping and grabbed another movie that was appropriate for the child in the room. He settled on Hook starring Robin Williams. He hadn't seen it, but had heard that it was supposed to be pretty good. About five minutes after he sat back down, he heard stirring from the other end of the couch. Mattie rubbed her eyes and looked at the screen in front of her.

"This isn't the same movie, is it?"

"Nah, I switched it out for Hook. You ever seen Peter Pan?"

"Yes. And Hook. I have watched movies before, Booth. Just not very recently."

"Hey, you're the one who had never heard of Jim Carrey."

"Can you stop bickering?" a small complaint came from between them. "I don't know what the problem is, and I really don't care."

"You're awake from you nap at least. Less trouble I'll have getting you to bed tonight."

"I don't have a bed time, Seeley. I'm eleven, and it's summer."

"Jett, you're parents told me to make sure you were in bed by eleven every night, at the absolute latest." Booth looked at his cousin who apparently was a pretty good liar. Jett was attempting to use his charm smile to make his cousin and babysitter forget his lie; it didn't work.

"So, what movie are we watching?" he said changing the subject when he realized the smile wasn't to the trick.

"Hook."

"Score! That movie's awesome." He focused all his attention on the screen. Booth and Mattie exchanged a look of amusement before doing the same as the boy. They spent the rest of the scorching day inside watching movies.