Disclaimer: Sigh, I still do not own them

A/N: Well here is chapter six. Thank you for the all the reviews last chapter, I really appreciate them! Also just a note that I changed Parker's age to six instead of eight. This is gives me more flexibility in the character. Thank you for your continued support. Flashbacks and shopping trips happen in this one. Enjoy!:

Brennan woke up in her new bed, in her new house at exactly seven thirty AM. Finally some things were returning to normal in her mind and in her heart. She pulled her robe off of the chair next to her king sized bed and draped it around herself. She opened her maroon colored drapes to reveal part of the land that came along with this new house and she watched as the sun slowly rose over two hills.

Serenity filled her and she felt generally happy. These were now the moments she would have to enjoy because soon her six year old would be up and ready to go. She goes through her morning routine, but slower than normal since she does not have to rush to get to work or to get Parker to school. She's decided he won't go today (which is Friday) and on Monday they will decide if he's ready to go back. She knows that explaining the reason you have broken bones and bruises covering your body is hard and confusing especially when it is to your friends.

After her routine is completed, it is already eight thirty and she is not surprised that she dos not hear Parker at all. He was, after all, exhausted last night. She decides to stay in her robe and go make breakfast for herself since she does not expect Parker up anytime soon. Before she goes down the staircase, she breathlessly opens his door and peaks in.

He's in bed with two of his four appendages hanging off of the queen sized bed. She smiled at him and let out a small chuckle. He was exactly like his father and that no longer pained her, actually she found that it gave her great pleasure. Slowly she made her way in the room and moved his fractured wrist back onto the bed so that he would not wake up in pain. She stood at his partially opened door for a few more minutes before closing it and walking down the stairs.

The stove was one that a professional cook would use and she loved it. Somehow Angela had found a way to transport all of her things from her apartment to this house and she had arranged it all the same, making things easier for Brennan. The fridge was one of the big ones, that could hold everything you could possibly want and Brennan's heart swelled at Hodgins' love for her and her son. She got out a pan that she would make her vegetable omelet on, but was hit with another memory.

She woke up to the scent of a file folder and the color of manila at the corner of her eye. Slowly, almost in a dazed state she lifted her head from the coffee table that it had been resting on. Incredulous, she saw Booth sleeping next to her, drooling on a case file. His saliva would most likely ruin the document inside so she shook him until he woke up.

"Geez Bones! I was sleeping over here. I could've dealt with sleeping for ten more minutes. Not all of us can have amazing internal clocks that wake us up at seven-thirty each morning."

She gave him a cocky grin in return. He internal clock was not appealing to most people, but she guessed that when you have a five year old that kind of schedule would be helpful. What did she know, though? She was never going to have kids, because maybe it just wasn't meant to be. She grabbed a napkin off of the corner of the coffee table they had both been resting on and dabbed at the manila folder. His lips shaped into a 'O' in understanding that he was ruining their case file.

"I'm sorry Booth but we worked long and hard on this last night and it would not have been good if you have ruined it with your saliva. I'm sure that Agent Hacker would also not appreciate you turning this in. I can only imagine that your back is bothering you considering the position in which we both slept last night."

He tried to get up and move around to prove her wrong but he finds that his back is stiff. Everything in him groans in protest of him moving so he stops and shots Bones a look that screams 'help me', which she does. She moves behind him before working her magic. She pops his back right to where it should be and it gives him enough relief to sit up straight.

"Thanks Bones, I don't even remembering us falling asleep, last thing I knew we were talking and laughing and then you were waking me up this morning. Crazy stuff, this case did kind of mess with our sleep schedules, huh? So what's for breakfast? I'm starving."

She smiles at him because she knew that would be the next question. Booth was always thinking of two things. Intercourse and food; so it never was a question of what was on his mind in reality. Which, in turn, made it easier to supposedly "read his mind" as Angela had told her.

"Well I don't have much in the fridge. I guess I could make us omelets. If that's okay with you?"

"Yeah that's fine, want some help?"

She shrugs her shoulders and smiles at him. She looks around her apartment. There isn't much else he can do but help, because she still does not have a TV so if she's not careful "Hot Blooded" will be blasting at eight in the morning and her neighbors, who already don't like her, won't like her at all anymore. She realizes that it will be even harder to live here if no one likes her.

"Sure, it's up to you. Help would be nice, though."

He follows her into her kitchen which has ample space for the two of them, unlike his kitchen. He grabs the eggs and all of the ingredients she commands him to get while she grabs the pans and everything else they may need.

"Bo-o-o-nes."

"Oh shush you whine like Parker does."

She tells him, striking him gently on the arm. He feigns hurt.

"You don't even know what I was supposedly whining about."

"Well are you going to inform me?"

"You don't have meat here."

She rolls her eyes at him as he pouts profusely.

"You know that I do to eat meat so why would you expect to find meat in my fridge?"

"I dunno. I was just hoping that you'd keep some for times like these. Ya know? Like when I'm hungry and at your apartment and begging for you to feed me."

"Booth, the idea that I would keep food for you when you barely are here is irrational."

"Fine Bones…"

The cooking process is going along fine until a raw mushroom hits her in the neck. Her mouth opens and she lets out a squeal before tossing a tomato at him. It makes a loud splat as it hits him and the juice runs down his shirt. He looks down and then meets her eyes, smile meeting smile.

"It's war now!"

"Just remember you started this."

She says in a warning tone before vegetables start to fly.

She hasn't even cracked the eggs yet because she is on the floor, huddled in a ball. She's crying and once more it feels like she cannot stop. She misses him, needs him to help her. Because who is she kidding? She does not know how to raise a child, nonetheless an six year old. Parker expects so much from her because of the hours at a time she spent with him, but this- her raising him- is a lifelong commitment. There will be graduations to attend, parties to throw, relationships that he will break off and some where he will be the one with the broken heart. And she does not- no she can't handle that. She doesn't know how. So more tears flood her cheeks and spill onto the tile floor with no end in sight.

"Mommy..?"

He startled her and she jumped. He retreated. She watched as he ran up the steps and his door slammed with a distinctive 'bang'. As much as she wanted to continue to cry on the floor, the mother in her knew she had to go after him and make sure he was couldn't already screw this up. It wasn't possible yet. So she pulls herself together and runs up the steps. She doesn't knock, but instead just goes in.

"Parker.?"

He's in a ball, crying and she feels, well, terrible.

"Oh Parker."

"Were you crying cause you don't want me anymore?"

"No! Never. I always want you, Parker, you are my son always and forever, okay?"

She says her words so quickly that she wonders if the boy even heard her or understood her, but his crying ceases. Then he gets up and hugs her waist and she is so thankful that somehow she resolved this with as little tears as possible. She sits them down on his bed and kisses the very top of his head.

"Why were you crying then mommy?"

"I was thinking about the time your dad and I made a few omelets and we started throwing things at one another."

"But that's a happy memory, mommy. You shouldn't be sad about it cause daddy wouldn't want you to be sad. He loved you."

"I know Parker, but it is still very hard for me, because I have never missed a person like I miss your father."

"It's hard, isn't it, mommy? I miss him a lot too, like a lot a lot. If he was still alive he'd be the one picking me up from school today. I'm really jealous of my friends now, too, cause they have their daddies and I don't get mine anymore."

She smiles sadly through more tears of anguish. She hates this for him and for her and for the people they associate with, because none of them will get to have Booth ever again. This world will be flawed that much more without him in it, this world would run amuck with murder and whatnot and she found that she did not care. She would just lock herself and her son in their house, lock the gate, and let the world fade away until it did not exist anymore.

"I remember when I was older than you, by seven years, and my parents left plus my brother, I was envious of all the children in my grade level and those below and above. But you just like I did, will make it through. And I promise you, Parker, I will never leave you."

His eyes, that match his father's, look up at her and his arms wrap around her waist. She gives him a tight squeeze before kissing his temple.

"I won't ever leave you either, mommy."

For a second or more she is touched by the sediment, even though he will not have the chance for another ten to twelve years, she knows that he doesn't have to stay with her. He could have chosen to go into foster care, even though that would not have been the wise decision. Most likely she would never let that happen even if she wasn't a certified foster-parent.

"Would you like to go downstairs and eat some breakfast?"

"Sure."

She extracts herself from him and starts to walk away, believing that he is following her considering he cannot get dressed since he does not have any clothes here. He slept in his welcome home clothes from yesterday and she knows she will call up Angela later and she will help them shop. She turns back to back sure her son is following her, but he's not, he's still sitting on his bed staring off into space.

"Parker."

His mother's voice sounds so far away in his mind even though she is not but a few feet from him. His head turns to face where his name was called and she's standing there smiling at him. It's the smile that brought him in the first time he met her, it was welcoming and warm; the complete opposite of who she was at the beginning.

"Can we go see daddy today, mommy?"

"Of course, baby. First we have to eat though, come on."

He follows her down the winding staircase and helps her make two omelets. There is no vegetable throwing or joking about the most random things and maybe she's okay with that, because just an hour earlier that situation had her collapsed on the floor. She realizes that they will also need to go to the grocery store to stock the house with things Parker enjoys. Such as meat even though she winces at the thought of it.

"Mommy, this thingy is yummy."

She smiles at his ketchup stained face and his completely clean plate. She takes a napkin and gently dabs his face with it, hoping to catch the ketchup before it ruins the one pair of clothing he has. She kisses his forehead and picks him up from the chair to place him on the ground.

"We need to go shopping today for you, Angela wants to come along. Is that alright with you?"

The six year old looks up at her and in the process of thinking, sticks his tongue out like the Booth boys do when they think. Well at least her Booth boys do, she has no clue about Jared. She needs to call him, actually she doesn't understand how he did not end up with Parker unless Booth left it in his will for her to have Parker. She doesn't really care because when she looks into his big brown eyes all she sees is happiness, if that is even possible.

"Will Dr. Jack come?"

She frowns at him. When did he begin to adore Hodgins so much? Well he did buy them the house so she can't really say anything.

"Probably not, just me, you and Angela."

He grins at her.

"Can I call Angela to ask her to come with?"

She nods and finds Angela's contact on her phone, she shows him which button to press and then watches as he shifts from foot to foot waiting for her best friend to answer the phone. Even though Parker is a good distance from her, she can still hear the distinctive "hey sweetie" from the phone's speaker.

"Hi Angela!-I'm good, my bed was so comfy last night, Dr. Jack did good.-Me and mommy were wondering if you wanted to go shopping with us?-You'll come pick us up..? Is that okay mommy?"

Brennan smiles at him.

"Of course, sweetheart."

"Mommy says that's fine. See you a little Aunt Ange. I love you!"

Brennan can only imagine the look of pure shock on her friend's face, actually she wouldn't mind seeing it, but somehow Angela responds to him, telling him she loves him too and hangs up. Brennan picks up Parker and spins him around, as carefully as possible considering his injuries, while showering him in kisses. His laughter fills the house.

"I love you, mommy!"

"I love you more, Parker!"

For a second she feels complete and total happiness, she questions if it could ever get any better than this. Maybe this was why Booth wanted to be a part of their child's life even though it had not been conceived yet. He knew the love that came along with a child, a love that Parker introduced her to. She owes all of this happiness to him.

Parker introduces her to a TV show called SpongeBob, she doesn't like it but keeps the thoughts to herself and just is so excited when the doorbell goes off signaling that Angela has arrived. Both of them jump from the couch, Parker rushes forward which gives him a warning tone at his ears that he needs to be more careful. He pauses and waits to be smacked but instead a kiss graces his cheek and they open the door together.

"Hey guys! We ready! I put into the GPS where all the good stores to go are, plus all the toy stores, plus the grocery store so we can get this Booth boy filled with meat."

A cheer exits Parker's mouth in pure happiness at all of the above things and Angela and Parker wait by the door while Brennan grabs her purse and coat. She feels terrible that she has nothing for Parker, but luckily he is a boy and he doesn't need as much as a girl does. She is suddenly very grateful for Angela's minivan because she knows with all the things they will be buying today they will need all the space possible.

"So, sweetie, how was sleeping in your new bed, in your new room, in your new house?"

Angela asks as they pull into a familiar store, the red "Kohl's" sign is right in front of them.

"It was wonderful, I was up in enough time to see the sun rise and it was very calming to me."

"I'm sure it was. So Kohl's is going to have clothing and toys so it should be pretty easy to get stuff here and if he isn't satisfied or if you're not we'll go somewhere else."

"This is great, Ange, thank you so much."

"No problem, sweetie."

The two adults exit the car and then Brennan opens the door for Parker who grasps her hand tightly. They walk immediately into the store that is crowded with people and Brennan notices how Parker grabs her hand a little bit harder. She pauses after she and Angela each grab a cart. She sees the apprehension on her six year old's face.

"Parker..?"

"There's so many people mommy, I don't like it, momma. Make it stop."

"Okay, it's alright. How about we see if you can sit in the cart so nobody can get near you, okay baby?"

He nods before she lifts him up and puts him in the bed of the cart. She meets Angela's eyes with her own and she sees her best friend smiling at her. She smiles back because she is so happy and all of this makes her happy. They turn to the boy's section and Angela starts picking things out. Parker so far has approved all of the pajamas she has picked including the ones that have SpongeBob on them, there's these other characters called Buzz and Woody. Parker claims that he'll show her who these characters are later. There are enough pajamas that Parker could go for weeks without wearing the same ones. All of these clothes are thrown in the cart. Brennan grabs underwear and socks and throws them in the cart as well.

"Mommy! Mommy! Can we get that? Oh please, pretty please!"

She follows to where he is pointing and sees a Steelers' jersey. She picks it up and checks the size, it is his size. She looks at those brown eyes and she can't resist. She gives him the jersey with a smile as they continue. Angela grabs several pairs of jeans, khakis, and black dress pants. At this point, Parker is barely visible in the cart because of the clothing that surrounds him. Next they look at button down shirts, t-shirts, and hoodies along with shoes. The cart is now filled to the brim.

They next look at toys, that will go in Angela's cart. These decisions are all his and he picks a selection of action figures, cars, and nerf guns. Angela grabs this thing called a wii and the games to go with it. They grab learning games as well such as LeapFrog games. Brennan finds that she cannot say no to any of it and soon Angela's cart is also filled. The cashier's eyes grow wide when she sees two full carts coming toward her. Parker is finally visible again when all the clothes are on the conveyer belt.

"Mommy, can you get me out of here?"

She pulls him out but he decides at the last moment that he wants to be held so she pulls him up to her. She is just thankful that he isn't that heavy so she can stand to hold him until they get back to the car. The cashier smiles at the moment, along with Angela.

"Your son is adorable."

Angela holds her breath and wonders if Brennan will deny Parker by accident by telling the cashier that he is only her foster son.

"Thank you very much."

They had gone out to dinner after dropping the clothes off at their new house. Brennan had asked Angela to take a detour when she remembered the conversation she had with Parker earlier today. Angela seemed reluctant at first, because she had seen the monumental steps that both Brennan and Parker had taken today and she didn't want them to backtrack.

"Mommy, are we here to see daddy?"

"Yes, Parker. Do you still want to like you did this morning?"

He nods and the two of them get out. Angela had already decided a while ago that she would not interfere with this moment.

The gravestone seemed so final, maybe because it was. Brennan would never see her partner again and Parker would never see his father again. That was the definition of final. There was no 'see you later' because life was fragile and in a second it would be taken away. Parker takes the first distinctive step forward, toward his father's final resting place.

"I miss you daddy. You would've picked me up already and we would've gone to the diner with Bones. She misses you too daddy and did you know I get to live with her now and I call her mommy. Dr. Jack got us a brand new house and I have a huge bed, as big as yours in your apartment…"

He stops and sits by the gravestone, tracing the letters with his pointer finger.

"Daddy!"

His father lets out a large breath as the force of a four year old hits him. He picks up his son and waves at Rebecca as she pulls out of the Hoover Building parking lot. Parker mimics his father's actions and watches as his mother leaves him with his father. He wraps his arms around his father's neck and rests his head on his shoulder.

"Alright, Bub, I have to finish up some work and then we'll go to the diner for some food. So how was school today?"

"It was good. You know Mary? That girl in my class."

He smiles at his son's innocence about the girl, who was his son's best friend. They were always playing together and the teacher joked that they were going to get married one day. Booth thought it was a little much to go that far but whatever. Parker and Mary had the same birthday and Rebecca and Lisa(Mary's mother) were planning on throwing a joint party.

"Of course I know her, her mother practically beat your old dad up for not having her home on time you two hung out."

"Well, yeah, her. Anyways she kissed me! Right here."

He points to his cheek and Booth smiles. They walk into his office and sit in the chair as he writes the last sentences of the case file.

"Wow, Bub. That's insane. Why'd she do that?"

"She fell on the playground, well actually Tyler pushed her, and I yelled at him and helped her up. Then she said thanks and kissed me."

"That is quite the story, Parks. You'll have to tell Bones when we see her.."

"Can she come to the diner with us for food? Please!"

Booth handed him his cell phone.

"Why don't you call her up, yourself?"

He found her number on the phone and pressed the send button. He swung his legs back and forth as he sat on his father's lap. Finally she picked up.

"Hello Booth."

"No, Dr. Bones, it's Parker!"

"Oh, well, hello Parker. How was school today?"

He rolled his eyes even though his father didn't see it. Why did everyone insist on asking about kindergarten every time they talked to him.

"It was good. So Dr. Bones we're going to the diner, do you wanna come?"

"Is your father okay with me coming along?"

"Of course he is Dr. Bones!"

"Alright well I will see you two shortly."

"Bye Dr. Bones!"

She chuckles and both Booth boys hear her.

"Bye Parker."

"Daddy, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, bub, anything."

"Do you love Dr. Bones?"

"Yeah, bub, yeah I do."

"Parker? Are you okay?"

"Yes, mommy. Should I go wait with Aunt Ange?"

"Sure, sweetheart, I'll be right there."

She watches as he goes and once he is out of ear shot she starts to talk to him even though she never believed in an afterlife or the fact that he could hear her.

"Rebecca was abusing him, Booth, her and Drew. They were hurting him, Booth, enough to send him to the hospital. Don't you worry though, I have him now and they will never hurt him again, I promise you that much. I need your help, though. Should I have our child, I mean I just don't know anymore and I wish you were here so bad. So does Parker and so do your squints. We miss you."

She waits for an answer or a sign from him but it never comes so she heads back to the car, thankful that she did not cry because that would be the hardest thing to explain to her son even though he would understand it.

By the time they get home from the grocery store, it's Parker's bedtime and she is adamant about getting him on a schedule so that when it's time for him to go to school again he will have an easy time adjusting. She helps him get into his pajamas and tucks him in. She sets the timer on his TV for thirty minutes and kisses his forehead.

"Night mommy, I love you."

"I love you too Parker, get some sleep. If you need me I'll be downstairs with Angela."

She turns out his light and walks downstairs to Angela who looks how she feels: exhausted.

"Did he go to bed, okay?"

"He's fine, Ange, he'll be asleep in approximately five minutes. Thank you for coming shopping with us today. I think we both appreciated it."

"It was my pleasure, sweetie, I really did have fun."

She's cut off by a yawn escaping her mouth.

"Ange, are you tired? Do you need to spend the night instead of going home?"

"No sweetie, I just didn't get a bunch of sleep last night, you see. Hodgins took me home last night and he came in, and we sat and talked. It was like old times and then all the sudden I kissed him. He kissed back and one thing led to another. We slept together."

"Are you two going to get back into a relationship?"

"I don't know, tell me what to do. Please, you're the rational one. I need rational."

"Well being completely irrational, I was too rational about a relationship and now that person is gone forever and I can no longer hope for a relationship. So do it, Ange, talk to him. Talk it out with him. If you love him, don't let him go."

She wraps her arms around her best friend.

"I love you sweetie and so did he. I'm going to get going, because I do need sleep. I'll see you soon. Enjoy your new son, okay."

"I'll see you later, Ange."

Brennan walked up the steps, quietly, cautious to not wake up Parker. Finally when she was in the safety of her own room and the door was shut she slid down the door frame and cried like she never had before. This was insane, but every time she breathed she missed him and everything hurt. She wanted him back more than anything. She looks out her window up to the moon and the stars, wishing on some shooting star that had to be out there that he would come home to her.

"We all see the same sky, Bones."

His penetrated her head and again it was pain that filled her. Slowly she changed out of her clothes and into her own pajamas and slipped into her bed. Her knees came up to her chest as she held herself, as she stained her pillow with mascara stains. She just wanted him. Was that too much to ask for? Of course it was. At least she had Parker, at least she had the last part of him.

She surrounded herself with pillows and pretended it was him.

A/N: Finished! Longest chapter ever. Hope you enjoyed it.