Waz up? Like quick updates? They keep reviews coming so here's my gift to y'all try to get 25 reviews and ya'll get to pick a scene to put in. my 100th reviewer Different Child chose the carnival and I would like to thank them for the inspiration for this chapter.
Slowly Mr. Booth healed up enough to take Booth and all his friends to the carnival. On the morning of, Booth woke up early and chose some of his favorite clothes to wear. He had on kaki cargo pants and a blue collared polo that Tempe had once complimented.
After eating a hasty breakfast with his family they trooped into the car to pick everyone else up.
First up was Tempe and then right next door, Angela. They were both wearing summery outfits, shorts and t-shirts in the spirit of changing seasons.
Last were Jack and Zach who were dressed similarly. Both had on brown shorts and shirts though Zach's had a picture of the periodic table on the back and Jack had an Egyptian mummy on his.
The ride over was long and boring but luckily the Booth's mini van had a DVD player so they watched 101 Dalmatians and Angela noticed that one of Cruella's henchman sounded an awful lot like the cranky doctor from when they had the party at the hospital.
After finding a parking spot and realizing how crowded it was they decided to eat first thinking the lines would die down after a while.
They took seats near the edge of the canopy and Tempe decided to not join in the conversation just yet. She listened to all the familiar carnival sounds around her, children screaming at the rides and parent warning them not to stray far.
The canopy over the food court was on a raised platform with a ledge around it and Tempe noticed 2 blonde teenage girls sitting about 5 feet away from their table. They were conversing rather loudly and Tempe over heard parts of their conversation. They seemed to be talking about something called fan fiction, it sounded pretty interesting; they were arguing about weather one of the character in their story should be kidnapped or not. (Hint-hint) Tempe made a mental note to check out the website they were talking about. Then after they had finished eating the whole group took a bathroom break and Tempe noticed the same two girls laughing hysterically about something called "Bones."
'Weird' she thought.
After they were finished eating the adults turned them loose and said they could go on any ride they wanted as long as they stayed together. This worked out well because Zach, still too young and short for most of the rides stayed with Mr. and Mrs. Booth leaving the four other kids to divide into two groups.
Booth and Tempe both could not wait to go on the roller coaster and the tornado, but Angela and Jack were more up for the slower rides like the Viking ship and the Ferris wheel. They used up their tickets in no time.
Booth had many fond memories of the day but one he would always remember was when Tempe suddenly remembered that she hated heights just before the roller coaster went down the first drop.
One of Tempe's favorite things was the hall of mirrors and Booth getting lost in it. He kept running into mirrors trying to find his way out.
They went on their favorite rides over and over before agreeing they all liked the gravitron the best. After they ran out of tickets they met up with the Booths again.
The games were next up on the schedule (well if you can call it a schedule) and Mr. Booth seemed to be especially good at the dart game where you throw darts at balloons and pop them for prizes. He won an overly large stuffed animal for each child before they all agreed it was time to get going.
Lugging their large lions and bears and dogs (oh my) back to the car was not easy but once in the car they made great pillows for tired heads. Soon everyone was falling asleep.
Zach in his booster seat in one of the single chairs up front, Angela curled into a ball on the other one. Jack Booth and Tempe shared the back seat. Tempe unfortunately got stuck with the middle seat and had both her feet up on Zach's armrests. Booth was nestled in a cocoon made of a blanket he had found under the seat. Mr. Booth was driving and Mrs. Booth was wrapped up much like her son.
Tempe woke up just as they were pulling into the Booths driveway. She looked at the clock and was surprised to find it was nearly 11:00 at night. She closed her eyes again and felt some one lifting her up out of the car. Whoever it was was being careful to keep her wrapped in the blanket she had covered herself with some hour before. The night air was chilly and she was glad of the warmth.
When they got inside the person carried her into a room which she later found out was Booth's playroom and gently set her on the couch. Her eyes opened enough to see that it was clearly a man who carried her in. She saw him take the sleeping figure of Booth from his wife and kiss his forehead. Tempe hoped that Booth would grow up to be a good man like his father.
She fell asleep then and had a strange dream about a dark haired man and woman sitting in a diner drinking coffee and laughing together. She noticed a peculiar scar in the back of the man's left hand that looked almost like he one Booth had gotten last year falling off his bike. Looking more closely at the woman she realized that she looked very familiar. Mentally zooming in on her face, Tempe realized that looking at this woman was like looking in a mirror about 20 years in the future.
She saw the softness of her own eyes along with her strong square jaw. That was when it hit her. These people were herself and her best friend. Only grown up she could see a different kind of longing in their eyes. They wanted to be more that friends but neither one was willing to admit it to the other one. Tempe wondered what they were talking about and she began to hear snitches of their conversation. She heard the word Bones and remembering the girls from earlier listened more intently.
"Come on bones" Booth was saying, no wait he was addressing her. Her name was Bones.
"Booth you know I hate that." Her older self said laughing.
"I know but you like me."
"I do"
The rest of the dream consisted of them talking about the day, but Tempe wasn't really listening anymore. This woman, that is herself, had a strong relationship with Booth she could never imagine letting anyone call her Bones. I mean it didn't make any sense. If she had been listening the name would have begun to make sense as they were talking about their latest case.
Tempe awoke to the sound of Angela ambushing Jack with a pillow and soon it had erupted into a full blown pillow fight.
Booth amazingly had stayed asleep through all this and Tempe thought it best to wake him before anything else happened. She crawled over to him and shook him hard but he just moaned and rolled over. Sighing she poked his shoulder and whispered
"Booth? Booth! Hello? Anyone home?" He opened his eyes and groggily looked at her.
"You look like the lady from my dream." Tempe started 'did he have the same dream?' she thought.
Booth more awake now added "Except her name was Bones." That cinched it, they had the same dream.
"I had a dream like that too." She said.
"She really looked a lot like you" Booth said sitting up.
"Well the man in my dream looked a lot like you." She countered
"Tempe," Booth said thoughtfully "can I ask you something?" Booth patted the pillow next to him and Tempe sat down.
"Would you mind if sometimes I called you bones, I mean when it's just the two of us?"
"I…" she thought about saying no she didn't really like the name anyway, but he seemed to like it and why not. It couldn't hurt. "Sure"
Well there you go. My interpretation of how she became bones. R/R
Hey incase you didn't catch it, there was another House reference in there. Hugh Laurie played the voice of one of Cruella's goons in 101 Dalmatians.