Title: Blurring the Lines
Author: thecritter91
Chapter: 8
Pairing: Jared/Wendell
Warnings: Slash, Swearing, Hurt/Comfort, Mpreg
Rating: M
A/N: Alright I deeply apologize for the delay. You would think that not having work would make me have more time to write. I am working on the next two chapters right now so that I can give you more as a deep apology. Again, sorry for the delay, I'll try and keep things moving…
A/N: Again, I'm messing with the timeline and things from Bones… Roasts will be used to roast Marshmallows, Enjoy!
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"You so owe me." Wendell glowered, watching as Angela and Hodgins cooed over Michael.
What had started out as a nice weekend, had turned into a nightmare. Michael had developed an ear infection, which had caused several sleepless nights. Parker was less then pleasant when he was sleep deprived and add that to Jared's usual gruff morning attitude, it had been like a chemical reaction. There had been yelling and crying and slammed doors, followed by headaches, apologies, and silent treatments. All Wendell had wanted was a quiet weekend to sleep in and instead he got a small taste of what his mother must have gone through. He definitely owed her an apology sometime soon.
Angela gave him a sympathetic smile, "Aw, sweetie. We totally owe you."
Jerking his head up Hodgins grinned, "Yeah, when you and Jared have your horde, we'll watch them for a day or two."
Just then Jared walked into the living room and grimaced, "Yeah, that's not going to happen for a very, very long time."
Jared sat down on the sofa next to Wendell, laying his arm across the back with his hand brushing Wendell's shoulder. Michael's pain medication was in full throttle and his grin was on full blast as he looked up at his mom and dad. It would be cute if they didn't fully remember the non stop screaming that had happened all weekend.
"Right now I think we're lucky that this weekend hasn't made us rethink kids entirely." Wendell commented, sharing a slight smile with Angela.
"Well, as much as I love this little guy, kids definitely has an impact on your sex life. And it's not for the better." Hodgins droned, causing Jared to bark out a laugh.
"Jack!" Angela hissed out, glaring at him while she bounced Michael on her knees.
Hodgins turned towards her, "What? Its true." he then turned to Wendell and Jared, "We used to have sex a couple of times a day now we're lucky if we get a couple of times a week."
Wendell's embarrassed smile only grew more uncomfortable while Jared started laughing so hard that he almost rolled off of the sofa, "Oh yeah, that is unfortunate for you." he huffed out in between bouts of what could only be described now as hysteria.
Wendell rolled his eyes and gave a light kick to Jared's legs in an attempt to get him to shut up. They were so not discussing their sex lives anymore than they already had. Jared would be sleeping on the couch, and by the look Angela was giving Hodgins he was already doomed that fate, before they spiraled down into talking about their favorite positions.
Shooting a look at Angela, Wendell cocked his head to the side slightly in askance, "Dinner?"
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"Go, go , go!" Booth screamed at the tv, leaning forward, eyes glued to the screen as he watched the New England Patriots Receiver run towards the end zone, only to be tackled by a St. Louis Rams Defensive Lineman, "No!"
"Why do you yell that the television? It is merely and receiver to catch the broadcast sent out. You're yelling at it won't change the outcome of anyone's decisions or actions." Temperance told him, talking a mouthful of Chinese take out into her mouth while eyeing Booth.
He turned to her and seemed to look for a way to explain that might make some sense to her. She wasn't a rude or mean person, she was just simply curious and so highly intelligent that the actions and thoughts of 'normal' people slipped by her sometimes. Being around her took special patients and understanding how her brain worked versus most of societies'.
"It's not that I think they'll hear me Bones, its that I'm taking my frustrations on what's going on with the game out by yelling at the screen. I know it isn't going to change anything, but it makes me feel better." he explained, watching her pick up noodles with her chopsticks and contemplate them, like they held the key to her dilemma.
Finally she nodded, "So, it makes you feel as though you have contributed to the game in a way. It's a release of the adrenaline that you feel in relation to what is going on." She summarized in true Brennan style.
Booth nodded, "Yes, exactly"
Before anything could be said, there was a knock on the door to the apartment. They both stopped for a minute before Booth got up and walked over. Another knock sounded before Booth swung it open.
"Gramps!"
In the hallway stood Hank Booth, suitcase by his feet and his hand up as if to knock again. His smile widened as he took in the sight of both Seeley and Dr. Brennan. Chinese take out boxes sat on the coffee table in front of the couch and the tv was blaring what he knew to be a football game.
Brennan stood and smiled, "Hank! It's good to see you again." she said as she stepped towards him and drew him into a quick hug.
"Sorry there Seeley, didn't know you had company in the form of the beautiful Dr. Brennan." Causing Brennan's smile to widen.
"It's fine Gramps, we're just watching the game and eating. Let's get you inside." Booth said before grabbing his grandfather's suitcase and hauling it inside the apartment with Brennan and Hank following behind him.
"So what are you doing here?" Booth asked as he settled back down on the couch, turned towards his grandpa in the arm chair.
Hank raised an eyebrow at his grandson, "What? I can't visit my boys now?" he teased.
Booth shook his head, "Of course you can visit, but a little warning might have been nice. I would have picked you up."
"Nonsense, I can take care of myself. Getting a taxi is still something I'm capable of, besides it would have given away the surprise." Hank gave Brennan a huge smile and a wink.
There was a short silence, with only the sportscasters as background noise, while someone tried to think as to what to say. Hank watched Seeley and Brennan as they shifted on the couch, trying to be conscious of how much space to put between one another. He finally got tired of the silence, knowing that Seeley wasn't going to offer up anything he didn't ask about.
"So how's Jared been? I talked to him on the phone a couple of weeks ago, but he had to get to work so we didn't talk long." Hank supplied, hoping to open a door of conversation.
Booth kind of gave a half shrug, "I'm not really sure, we had dinner with mom and dad not too long ago and everything seemed fine. I think he's seeing someone, but doesn't want anyone to know about them yet."
Hank figured that was as much as he was going to get from Seeley. The boys hadn't been real close to begin with, but they'd just grew further apart once they'd hit their teens. They weren't able to look past the mistakes they had made, never letting the other grow up. He just hated watching them get further and further apart.
The boys were just too stubborn and bull headed for their own good.
TBC
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A/N: Alright, again I apologize for the HUGE delay, I have so many ideas for other fics and that coupled with my ADD, lets just say that a lot of shit gets started but not a lot gets finished. Sorry again! And thank you for the ppl that reviewed and kicked my ass into gear for this update, your reviews go heeded. Thank You!