Note: Thanks to Bones447 for getting my butt into gear and getting me to update this. This chapter is leading into an idea from greenshade15, which was for them to go to a fair. It's a little short, but I am going to write and upload the second part tonight or tomorrow - and I'm thinking it'll be a long one. I pinky promise with cherries and sprinkles on top. Enjoy.

It was barely dawn, but the Booth household was bustling with action.

"Honey!" Booth called from the kitchen, "Have we got Christine's big coat!?" He was mentally listing off things they were likely to have forgotten whist packing snacks for the road into a backpack. They were going to surprise Parker for his Birthday by taking him to the annual DC fair. Unfortunately, that meant getting up at the crack of dawn if they wanted to pick Parker up and get to the fair before lunch. Realizing Brennan hadn't replied, Booth turned towards the direction he had yelled in, seeing Brennan making her way down the stairs, her arms full of blankets and pillows.

"I have already put all of our coats in the car, Booth. I even made sure we had Parker's spare one, just in case." Brennan informed Booth, stopping at the bottom of the steps to ensure she was balanced.

"Woa-hey, you think you've got enough in your hands there Bones?" Booth asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm and concern as he attempted to relieve her of some of her load.

"Pillows, Booth. Pillows and blankets. I figured you could hardly criticize me for carrying what could very well be regarded as padding if I did fall." Brennan said, rolling her eyes.

"Ahh, but don't forget about the two 'handle with care' packages you've got there as well." Booth grinned.

"It's very unlikely I could forget, seeing as boy baby Booth here has taken a liking to practicing soccer on my bladder." Brennan added, unamused. Booth smirked and helped Brennan load the pillows and blankets into the backseat of the car.

"Speaking of baby Booths, where is my don't-call-me-a-baby baby girl?" Booth asked when he realized Christine wasn't with either of them.

"She is asleep on our bed. I managed to get her dressed before she drifted off again, but I didn't want to wake her, and I decided you might have a heart attack if I tried to carry her down." Brennan replied. Booth leant over a planted a quick his on Brennan's pouting lips. "You need to pee, don't you." He said, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

"Yes." Brennan pouted again, irritated by the constant inconvenience.

"Okay, well you go pee, I'll get sleeping beauty, and we'll meet back here in five. Sound good?" Booth suggested.

"Fine." Brennan sighed and headed towards the bathroom for the third time that morning.

The sun was finally shining through the windows of the car, adding some much needed heat to the freezing cold morning.

"It appears we will arrive at Rebecca's earlier than anticipated, do you think we should call ahead?" Brennan asked when the drove past a school she recognized as Parker's.

"Nah, he'll be up and ready." Booth said, his eyes never wavering from the road ahead. "Knowing him he's probably waiting out the front. Even in this freezing cold." He added with a laugh. "You might want to wake Christine up, though. Give her a chance to come back to the world before we get there." Booth added, knowing full well how his daughter was right after she had just woken up. Angry and violent. Much like her mother, Booth thought, and suppressed a smirk. Sure enough, as Brennan swiveled as much as she could, which wasn't much, in her seat, to gently tap Christine on the leg to wake her, her arm was met with the powerful kick of a toddler's shoe.

"Come on baby, wake up. We're nearly at Parkey's house." Brennan said gently, venturing into the dangerous depths again to shake her leg carefully. Christine responded with a mix between and growl and a groan, and an exaggerated swing of her arms above her head. Satisfied she was awake, Brennan turned back to face the road, and was met with the no longer well hidden smirk of one Seeley Booth.

"What?" She asked curiously.

"Nothing." He said, shaking his head and smiling, remembering one very recent occasion when he had been hit square in nose attempting to wake the sleeping anthropologist .

Just as Booth had predicted, parker had been waiting out the front for them, bundled up in a ski jacket, scarf, gloves and a beanie - which they were later informed were part of Rebecca's terms to letting him wait on the front path. After the very exciting and squeal-full welcome for Parker, Christine had returned to sleep, followed by Parker, not too far after. They were about half an hour out from their final destination, and Brennan had been drifting in and out of sleep.

"Ughhh!" Booth heard from beside him, as a frustrated Brennan rose from her comfortable sleeping position. "Boooooth." Brennan whined exhaustedly, making Booth smile.

"There's a gas station about a minute up the road." Booth guessed the origins of her frustration. "Think you can hold it that long?" He asked, sneaking a quick glance to his right. Brennan nodded and let her head fall back against the head rest with a sigh.

"These are definitely your children, Booth. They are experts at finding ways to make my life difficult." Brennan groaned as Booth pulled into the gas station.

"You love us for it, Bones." Booth grinned as he jumped out of his seat to help his irritated girlfriend get out of the car.