A/N: Thanks for the reviews on the last chapter and for those of you who guessed if the bones were Booth's brother you were correct
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It was two days after they had gone down to the site and Brennan and Zach were working on the bones while Angela was trying to sketch the child's face, but being that she was more an artist than someone who enjoyed being around dead people she was having a little trouble with this one.
"I shouldn't have to draw you, ya know. You should be out there right now doing something big like being a fireman or a policeman or something like that." Angela said to the sketchpad with a sad look on her face. She'd gotten the outline of the face drawn but she was having a little trouble going past that part of it.
"How is it goin'?" Booth asked as he came into the place where she worked.
"Hard. Children are never easy." Angela said. She liked Booth and believed whole-heartedly that he and Brennan should be together and both of them knew that.
"Know what you mean. Well see you tomorrow, Angela." Booth said and walked away. He's one of the good ones. Angela thought to herself as she watched him leave and smiled. She wanted so badly for Booth and Brennan to get together but didn't know what it was going to take; little did she know though that the case that the two were working on would bring them closer than before.
Booth stopped by Brennan's office to say goodbye and to get the information he had asked for earlier, how long had the kid been dead? All he knew was that the child was male and had been between 4 and 6 years old.
"So you know anything yet?" Booth asked as he walked into her office.
"He died about twenty-six years ago." Brennan said without looking up at him.
"Thanks, looks like I'm going through missing persons reports tonight dating back to that time. Hey, you want to meet me at Sid's later for a drink or two." Booth said and last part he said with some hope.
"Sure, maybe we can talk about the case." Brennan said even though that's not what she really wanted to do but it would be safer if they just talked about that.
"See you then." Booth said and left leaving Brennan to look out her door at him, which when she noticed she was actually doing this she mentally smacked herself.
It was about three hours later and Angela had finally gotten the picture drawn.
"Hey, Temp, thought I'd drop this off with you before I go." Angela said as she walked into
"Oh, thanks, Ange." Brennan said taking the picture from Angela.
"So what are…." Angela stopped mid sentence when she saw Brennan's face.
"Temp, what's wrong?" Angela asked concerned. Brennan was looking down with a look of almost terror on her face.
"It's Parker." Was all that Brennan said.
"Parker, as in Booth's Parker. I don't think so sweetie." Angela said trying to get her friend to calm down. Somehow by saying this though it snapped Brennan out of it.
"I know it's not him. It just resembles him a lot. I should show this to, Booth." Brennan said.
"Ok, well I'll walk out with you if you're leaving now." Angela said and Brennan said sure.
At Sid's though Booth was having a harder time than Brennan was. He had gotten there a few hours before and had decided to look at some of the missing children files while he waited for Brennan; he was now stuck looking at one of the many files. It read:
Name: Ethan Wesley Booth
Age: 4 years
Parents: John and Sarah Booth
Siblings: Seeley Patrick Booth-9 years old
Date Missing: June 16, 1981
Officer that handled Case: Mark Rifdale
Extra Notes: Ethan was last seen in Bear Creek Lake with his older brother. His older brother appears to nothing of what happened to him.
Right on the file was a picture of Booth as a nine year old and a little boy that looked exactly like Parker together.
"Booth, I need to talk to you." A voice from behind him said silently.
"Bones, what are you doing here?" Booth said as he turned to face her. He had forgotten all about their meeting the moment he had opened the file.
"Well one it was because you asked me to meet you here and two I needed to show you this, it's Angela's drawing." Brennan said and she pulled out the drawing to show to Booth.
The moment Booth saw it he felt the world start to spin around him, so he slipped into the closest chair next to him.
"How much did he have?" Brennan asked the bar tender right after she saw Booth basically pass out in the chair.
"Only two, Miss. He stopped drinking his second one when he opened up that file there." The bar tender said as he pointed to the open file. Brennan took one look at it and realized just what had made Booth pass out.
"Help me get him out to the car." Brennan ordered to the bar tender and he helped her. Once he was in the passenger seat and Brennan had gotten his keys she ran back real quick and grabbed all the files that he had had.
"Thank you." Brennan said as she passed the bar tender going out and he nodded a 'you're welcome' her way. As Brennan drove towards Booth's house he dreamed.
"Papa, why can't I be with Mommy?" little Seeley Booth asked his grandpa.
"Well, Bucko, 'cause you're sick and your Mom has to stay healthy in the hospital." His grandpa said. Seeley was in his bed with his bear and a few comic books.
"Will Mommy be alright, Papa?" Seeley asked worried. He was sick and wanted his mommy and didn't want her in the hospital because the last time somebody he had loved went to the hospital they hadn't come home.
"Mommy will be fine. Betcha she's thinking about you right now. Now get some sleep so you can get better." His grandpa said.
"Tell me a Mr. Miffles story, Papa. I promise I'll go to sleep if you do." Seeley pleaded.
"Alright but you have to close your eyes if I do." His grandpa said looking at him and Seeley shook his head that he would and closed his eyes.
"Well, one day Mr. Miffles was taking a walk he was feeling very tired and he had a cough just like yours, Seel, and as he walked he came to house. He knocked on the door and out came a lady and he said 'Miss, I'm tired and I have a cough may I come in?' and the lady brought him in real quick 'cause she knew just what he needed. She made him get into bed and made him hot mint tea. She brought it to him and he fell asleep." His grandpa didn't tell the entire story that was in his head but Seeley had drifted off into a deep sleep so he decided it would be better if he stopped. He kissed Seeley lightly on the head and walked quietly out of the room.
A/N: K, well Mr. Miffles is back so yeah, hope you guys enjoyed that and it's TBC