"Although Rebecca was hesitant," Brennan spoke as she sauntered into the living room, "Parker will be here in half an hour."

"That is n- wait what?" Booth jerked back as if he was on fire, "What does my son have to do with tonight?"

"Well, you did say family night… I just assumed…" Brennan walked into the kitchen and Booth quickly followed, shaking his head in disbelief.

"No, Brennan" Booth snarled, "you don't assume anything… you… you didn't even think. You didn't even think of telling me about this impromptu phone call…" His teeth gnashed together on a growl as he pinned her between his body and the counter, "before?"

"I… I just thought you would want to see your son." Brennan glared, holding her ground, "I am sure he wants to see you."

"You could have no way of knowing that."

"Yes I do." Her body slightly shook but her composure held as she firmly grasped his shoulders and leaned into him, "I know what it is like to be abandoned."

"I did not such thing! I… I love my son… I couldn't abandon him. I cannot be one of them." He glared but soon looked away in defeat.

"But you did. No phone calls, no letters, not even a gift for his birthday."

"How… how do you know?" He shook as her grip set his skin ablaze, "You… how?"

"When Maggie and I saw Rebecca at…"

"So you just went and told Rebecca about my daughter without informing me first?" Booth interrupted on a snarl, "Real brilliant. I didn't even deserve to be one of the first people to know. I was the… last." Booth spit out the words with such a force he stumbled back against the kitchen table.

"Not exactly." Brennan shakily spoke, "She guessed. Your Booth genes seem to dominate any influence I have over our child."

"And the whole damn world knows that. She is a fucking Booth through and through." Booth wasn't sure if he was mad at her for being so damn rational about this or himself for not sensing he had a child out there. But as the blood began to boil in his veins he couldn't help but let out a groan in anguish.

"Only four people know…" Brennan's weak voice was riddled with guilt, "It seems I am unable to verbalize my own failures as a mother to the general public. Think what you will of me but they were there when you were not."

"Yeah… well… who?" His voice was soft and weak as he tried his hardest not to cry. So many missed moments, so many missed chances. He had to make this right. With his next child he wouldn't miss a thing. She would be his queen and he would be a doting slave. Unable to keep the small smile from his lips he relished in the possibilities to right all his wrongs. They had been having unprotected sex… he knew it was wrong of him but somewhere deep down he hoped there was a little part of him growing inside of her.

"My father, Angela, Hodgins and Rebecca." Her eyes narrowed as his face softened. "It wasn't a choice Booth." Her voice riddled with the most vulnerable fragility, "I had to tell them. I just had to… I couldn't do it without you." Her voice broke and he snapped, instantly trying to soothe away his faults.

"Shh, shh." He soothed as his body lunged toward hers. "It's okay, I… I just…"

"Dr. Brennan, you better not…" Rebecca pushed the door open just in time to see Booth grind hotly against Brennan's shaking form. Just the thought of her being pregnant did wonders to his libido.

"Get a damn grip Seeley. Are you two always like this?"

"Well… Rebecca…" Booth smiled, unable to keep the smug smile from his lips.

"Oomph." Booth jerked back as Brennan's hand made contact with the back of his head.

"No, Rebecca." Brennan eyed Booth in response, "We are not always like this."

"Dr. Bones!" Parker screeched as he ran into the apartment, practically falling face first at the sight of his father, "Dad?" His voice shook as his eyes shot down.

"Hey Park," Rebecca pushed her son forward, "go say hi to your father."

The boy stood as still as a statue. His eyes blinked and his breath steadied as wave after wave of shock riddled his small form. It had been three months and six days since he had seen his father. His mother reminded him daily that his father still loved him but he knew the man he had the discomfort of being biologically related to was not his father. It was an imposter paid to play the part of his father. This man was a weak, selfish man and his father was the most loving, neutering man that existed. His eyes briefly rolled closed as memories of a happier time filled his heart. The somewhat familiar giggling that broken the silence caused his eyes the flutter open on a gasp. Who… was… that?

"Parker…" Brennan's soothing voice brought the boy out of his revere as his head jerked forward toward the squirming blob in her arms, "why don't you come say hi?"

"Mom?" He looked up at his mother for reassurance and she just smiled.

The small boy nodded but only took a step forward.

"I assure you she won't bite." Brennan held the child at arm's length, "She is just happy to finally meet you."

His eyes raked up and down his father's partner before settling on the giggling ball of energy in her arms. The instant their eyes locked Maggie let out a most infectious giggle. Squirming harder against her mother's hands her small, delicate hands reached out for her brother.

"Blue." She smiled, reaching out for his blue coat. "Blue. Blue. Blue. Blue." She repeated incessantly refusing to stop until the fabric was in her grasp.

As if on autopilot, Maggie's chants brought Parker forward until he was within inches of her withering body. Her arms flung out and grasped onto the fabric. The child giggled in relief as she gripped the fabric tightly in her small little fists, causing a huge grin to wash over her brother.

"Maggie," Brennan's voice brought both the children's eyes toward her, "this is your older brother. His name is Parker."

"Can I?" Parker sheepishly asked as his arms stretched out toward the child. Perfect little fingers and toes, he was in awe of her delicate features.

"Sure." Without hesitation, Brennan placed the young child in her brother's arms and she instantly soothed, mesmerized by the warmth he radiated.

"They are perfect." Booth gasped as Brennan nestled into his arms. Looking toward the door he noticed Rebecca's presence was replaced by a small duffle bag. "Looks like it is just us tonight." He smiled, pressing his lips delicately on her hand linked in his.

"Ouch!" Parker screamed as he sent the adults out of their world.

"What? What happened?" Brennan's frantic voice caused Booth to hold her tighter toward her body. The second the sound rolled off his son's lips he knew it wasn't anything serious but those skills were one thing Brennan would have to learn all on her own.

"Dr. Bones…" Parker glared at his sister but soon his eyes softened, "I thought you said she didn't bite."