Hope everyone enjoyed their Bonesday! It was a rerun here, but I'll live. Bones is Bones.
---Saturday---
Dawn rose on the Booth/Brennan apartment building, illuminating one boldly painted tidy bedroom with various pieces of clothing strewn about on the furniture and floor.
They were snuggled in the middle of the bed, Booth propped up on a few pillows with one arm wrapped around his wife. Brennan wore one of Booth's Army shirts, her messy hair splayed out across his chest as they waited for the inevitable knock that announced the children were up.
The comfortable silence was only broken when Booth groaned softly. While one of his hands was occupied twirling a lock of auburn hair, the other had been captured by the scientist as she repeatedly kissed his palm and fingertips, occasionally sucking one into her mouth and causing Booth's body to tense with arousal. Brennan smiled at the power she held over him.
Finally Booth couldn't take the teasing anymore and in one swift motion he flipped her over, easily encompassing her with his body as he devoured her lips and neck.
"Seeley." Brennan said breathlessly, surprised at how long he'd lasted. "The kids…"
Booth pulled back and propped himself up on his elbows, giving her a serious look.
"You shouldn't start what you don't intend to finish, Temperance."
Brennan blinked at how serious he'd become and simply nodded. Booth smiled ever so slightly and before she knew it, he was on her again.
Barely ten minutes later, enough time for Booth to be thoroughly irritated at the interruption, there was a knock at the door.
"Mom? Dad?" David called, his hand poised over the doorknob, waiting for permission to enter.
"What is it David?" Brennan voice was unusually high pitched as she bit back a cry of pleasure at the way Booth nibbled on her earlobe.
"Aren't we going to the park with Aunt Angela and Uncle Jack and the twins today?"
Booth froze, remembering the conversation that led to those arrangements.
Angela and Brennan's conversation.
He moved to meet her eyes, a frown clearly set on his jaw and Brennan gave him an apologetic look. Shaking his head, Booth groaned and rolled off his wife so she could fix her shirt.
"C'mon in guys." Brennan said, sitting up.
Seconds later the bed bounced as David and Madison jumped up onto it. David's blue fire-truck pajamas extended only to his wrists and ankles, indicating he'd already grown out of them.
"Well, are we?" David asked, giving her the trademark smile. Brennan nodded, ruffling his hair as he rolled off the bed, whooping and hollering to announce the fact that he was pleased with that answer.
Madison clutched a plush brown bear and plopped herself and her pink and white heart pajamas on her father's stomach.
"Mommy why is you face all wed?" She asked innocently, blue eyes as big as saucers.
"Well…um…" Brennan touched her cheeks, trying to cover their color and only succeeding to make herself blush deeper.
"Does Daddy's head huwt?" Madison gave her father a concerned look.
Booth had both his fists pressing against his eye sockets and kept taking deep breaths, attempting to calm himself. For some reason picturing his mother in a bathing suit was simply not a strong enough image to clear out other things he shouldn't have been thinking about with his son and daughter in the room.
"Well Sonny he's just…frustrated." Brennan said carefully.
Suddenly Booth sat up, gripping Madison firmly and putting her aside.
"That's it. I'm taking a shower." He threw the covers off himself and hurried to the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.
Brennan gave the door a sympathetic glance before turning her attention back to the kids.
"You guys want pancakes for breakfast? We're meeting Aunt Ange and Uncle Jack at one but we can have pancakes first if you want."
"Pancakes! Pancakes!"
"Hey! Stop yel…"
Brennan sighed and followed the screaming children out into the kitchen.
Why do I even bother?
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Angela and Hodgins were already waiting when the Booth-Brennan clan showed up, or B Dub, as Angela had been known to call them.
"Hey sweetie!" Angela hugged Brennan before turning to the kids.
"Sonny! What are you today?"
"I'm a faiwy Pwincess!" Madison shouted excitedly, twirling so her Aunt could get a better look at what she wore. Pink Tinkerbelle light up tennis-shoes encompassing boldly striped green and pink tights under a jean skirt, a pink t-shirt with the letters FBI done in sparkles, a present from Angela herself, and for an added touch, a pair of big lavender fairy wings left over from Halloween last year. And of course, one perfect plastic tiara.
"That you are." Angela grinned, scooping Madison up into a hug and giving David a kiss on the cheek, which he promptly wiped off.
"Ewww Aunt Angela! Cooties."
Hodgins greeted his friends and pointed them in the direction of a blanket spread out in the grass under the shade of a Maple tree.
"Damn Hodgins, I thought you guys already ate." Booth gave an incredulous look to the large picnic basket to one side of the blanket.
"We brought snacks and water for later, ours are in a growth spurt right now, they eat every couple hours." Jack rolled his eyes at the amount of food he'd been buying for Melissa and Diego recently.
"Okay, we're gonna take the kids over and get settled, be right back." Brennan told them, ready to follow Angela to the jungle gym where the twins were enthralled by an abnormally large anthill. But before turning away, she grabbed Booth's head, pulling him down into a passionate kiss that he was both surprised and delighted by.
She pulled back, looking straight into his eyes.
"I'm sorry about this morning. I'll make it up to you." She told him quietly, before placing another quick peck on his lips and leaving after Angela.
Booth turned, his ears slightly red as he met Hodgins' knowing grin.
"Dude, what was that?"
"Uh…" Booth ran a hand over his face. "Lets just say our kids have the worst timing since your wife." Booth settled down on the blanket beside Hodgins.
"Man, tell me about it. I swear mine have a sixth sense. It's like they can hear me getting turned on from the other side of the house and they go 'Hey, sounds like Dad's about to get some, lets go show them this specimen of Dendroctonus frontalis. I'll bet he's never seen that before!'" Hodgins shook his head and sipped a bottle of water while Booth stared at him blankly.
"Oh…common insect, the Southern Pine Beetle. Nothing kills the mood like a beetle half squished between a five-year-olds' chubby fingers."
Hodgins' laughed and after a moment, Booth joined him, watching as Madison bent far over a spot on the ground the other three kids were studying intently. Suddenly, Diego sat up, thrusting something into the littlest girls' face. Screaming, Madison jumped back, and then forward again to punch Diego in the arm. The little boy fell backwards in the sand.
"Whoa! Fairy Princess? Warrior Princess is more like it."
Booth chuckled. "Don't I know it? She gets more and more like Temperance everyday."
"I hear that." Hodgins said, smiling, "The other day I walked into the nursery, found Melissa finger painting the windows and Diego was the color of Superman ice-cream."
The men watched for a moment as Angela disciplined Diego for scaring Madison, and Brennan tried to keep a straight face while scolding her daughter for hitting.
Booth cleared his throat.
"Listen Jack, I need to ask you a favor."
Hodgins heard the tone of the conversation turn serious and directed his attention to Booth.
"What is it?"
Booth sighed and pulled the plastic baggie out of his back pocket.
"This came to the house yesterday, I need to know if you can get anything from it."
He handed the bag over to Hodgins, who miraculously produced latex gloves from his own pocket.
"What is it with you people and always being ready to dig through bones?" Booth scoffed, he knew for a fact Brennan carried latex gloves, swabs and plastic evidence bags in her purse.
"It's called being prepared. Which I see you're not very adept at." Hodgins raised an eyebrow and pointed at the 'Ziplock' logo on the bag Booth had handed him.
"I was in a hurry alright?" He mumbled, grabbing himself a bottle of water and watching as Brennan and Angela pushed the girls on the swings and the boys raced up the slide.
"Dude…" Hodgins looked up, wide-eyed as he finished going through the contents of the envelope. "Does Brennan know?"
Booth shook his head. "Not yet."
"Booth you've got to tell her. She'll kick your ass…"
"I know I know, I would have told her last night but…with the case and all…I couldn't bring myself to put one more thing on her shoulders. I will though and for now," He gestured toward the street where two black town cars were parked inconspicuously along the street next to Hodgins' 'family car' Bentley, and Booth's SUV. "they're okay. I've got an agent on both of them at all times until I can figure out who sent this. Which is where you come in."
Hodgins nodded, carefully placing the photos and paper back in the baggie.
"Angela and I were going to go into the lab today anyway, I'll run a few tests while we're there and I should have the results tomorrow or Monday."
Booth clapped a hand on Hodgins' shoulder and squeezed ever so slightly as the kids and their mothers came running across the field toward them.
"Thanks man. I owe you one."
"Not even Booth. You saved my life, remember?" Hodgins replied, slipping the baggie into his own pocket. "Of course, you could pay me back for that perfume I spent three large on and ended up wasting."
"I wouldn't call using it to save your life wasting it…besides, was I the one who made you go out into that parking garage? I think not."
Booth smiled as Madison jumped into his lap.
Hodgins just shook his head and turned his attention to the twins, who were helping themselves to various fruits and snacks in the picnic basket while Angela and Brennan settled on the blanket.
"So what were you two talking about?"
Hodgins and Booth exchanged glances.
"Nothing."
Brennan narrowed her eyes at them and lay down near Booth's feet, Angela snagging the rest of Hodgins' water.
"If you say so uh…Diego! Put that bug down right now!"
"But mom…"
"I don't want to hear it. If you bring that…Diego…" Angela's eyes widened as her son approached her, a greenish-white spider clenched firmly between his fingers.
"C'mere son." Hodgins took the boys' hand and examined the insect carefully. "It's nothing to worry about baby, araneomorph, its not a dangerous spider baby…Angela?"
Angela shot to her feet and took off running the moment Diego got within five feet of her. Half a football field away she yelled back, "Tell him to put that down!"
Her friends and family dissolved in laughter, leaving one terrified Angela to fume at them froma a distance.
"I mean it Jack! Tell him to put that down right now!"
Poor Angela. lol, I'm uber scared of Spiders too. Please R&R!!