It seems as though my creative juices are flowing out of me like Niagra Falls. I woke up this morning and wrote half of a new story, now I just finished this chapter and have to be heading over to Cheerman in the Woods!!

It seems as though my imagination is insatiable when it comes to Booth and Brennan!!

haha

R&R I'm glad you are all enjoying this so much!!

Booth was sitting on his couch at home with an ice cold beer in his hand. After a long week of investigating with his beautiful partner and… significant other, for lack of a better phrase, he was finally relaxing on the cool afternoon in front of his new forty-two inch plasma screen television. The only thing that could have made this moment better was to have her by his side. But alas, that was not the case.

He was waiting for the arrival of his son today, and had decided that he wanted to talk to Parker about his new relationship with Bones by himself before being bombarded with all sorts of new information.

He was extremely excited and somewhat nervous about how his son would take the news. Not that Parker didn't love Bones, but he just wanted to make sure that Parker would understand that this meant that she was becoming a part of the family rather than taking the place of anyone already woven into his current situation.

There was a knock at the door and Booth set down his beer and ran to the door. He swung open the door, expecting a small set of arms to be hurdling in his direction, only to come face to face with a package sitting on his doorstep. He looked around the front of the house to try and spot it's deliverer and found no one.

Always the FBI Agent, Booth ran into the house momentarily, eventually reappearing with a utility knife. He kneeled down next to the package, examining it closely. There was no return address on it and no delivery address either. Simply his name in computerized text on a sticker.

He leaned forward, listening to the box and making sure that it was not making any uncharacteristic noises; which it wasn't. He then carefully and delicately plunged the utility knife's point into the tape that was encasing the edges of the cardboard, expertly unsealing it and opening the flaps carefully. When it was open, he found a model car. Not just any model car, but the exact miniaturized replica of his standard issue SUV.

Booth immediately smiled. He knew exactly who this was from and why it had been sent to his doorstep. He picked up the car in childlike admiration of it's exactness to his car. He popped open the trunk and found mini bullet-proof vests made out of pieces of fabric and a soldier's toy rifle. He laughed with his whole body. He looked up and tried to see if she was still there, "Bones?" he called, but received no reply.

He closed the trunk and then opened up the passenger side door to find a note on the floor. He took it out and opened it.

After all of the fights that we've had about who is going to drive, I now realize that you wouldn't let me drive because you were intending on driving straight into my heart.

P.S. I'm in love with you. Just for clarification's sake.

Booth was beaming now, so much so that he hadn't realized that his son was hoping up his front porch steps.

"Daddy!" Parker cried.

Booth instantly came out of his thoughts to look up at his son, "Hey buddy!"

"What are you so happy about?" Parker asked curiously.

Booth looked past Parker to find Rebecca following behind him. He looked back at Parker, "Oh nothing, I'll tell you later."

"Cool car, Dad! It looks just like yours!" Parker said, aptly brushing the side of the vehicle with his hand and opening the hood, "Can we play with it?"

"Maybe later, Park."

"I'll be back tomorrow around ten to pick him up?" Rebecca said coolly.

"Sure." Booth said, still unable to wipe the smile from his face.

Rebecca smiled, knowingly, "So." She said, "How's Doctor Brennan?" she asked mischievously.

Booth raised his eyebrows and tilted his head, attempting to read her thoughts, "She's fine. Why?"

"Oh, no reason." She said laughing.

"Uh huh. Parker, why don't you take the car inside and play while me a mommy talk."

Parker nodded and grabbed the car emphatically and ran into the house.

"Be careful with it Park. It's special to Daddy."

"OKAY!" Parker yelled from inside the house.

Booth turned back to Rebecca and stood up, crossing his arms defensively.

"I saw her car leaving your development on the way out. Then I see you outside in the cold playing with a toy car and reading a note with a huge smile on your face. I'm not blind, Seeley."

Booth laughed, "I know."

Rebecca's sly smile turned to a genuine one, "I'm really happy for you."

Booth breathed a sigh of relief, "Thanks Rebecca. That means a lot."