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"Hey Zach," Booth said walking in with Greg and Seb sleeping in his arms.
I felt my heart jump when I saw him carrying my boys. The sight of them just looked perfect. Taking off my gloves I went over and picked Seb out of his arms and cradling him to me.
Looking at Booth I motioned for him to follow me. Booth nodded calmly and came as I walked back to his car. Seb and Greg needed to be put in bed. They had been up long past what they were used to.
Booth set Greg in the chair next to Seb once he had the door opened. When both kids were in their seats I climbed in the car and waited for Booth to drive. The drive to my place was a peaceful quiet.
Once we were at my place we walked to the boys bedroom and set them in bed. Booth started to leave the house, but I grabbed his hand. He gave me a confused looked but stayed.
"About that date," I said shyly.
"If you don't want to," Booth said sadly.
"No," I said quickly, "I want to. I really want to, but I thought it might be a little hard with Greg and Seb. Maybe you would like to stay here for awhile and I can make you some food."
"I'd like that," he said smiling.
"Great," I said happily, "How does a sundae sound?"
"Perfect," he said following me into the kitchen, "So, Hodgins said you moved out a few months ago. You didn't have the boys then."
"No I didn't," I said shaking my head, "I didn't even know about them until a little before I got this place."
"What happened?" he asked slowly.
"Their mother," I said bitterly, "She didn't want me in their life. Thought I would ruin them. Turns out that she had started drugs. I found out that she had overdosed on some pills. Social Services contacted me and told me I had Greg and Seb. I might not like her for what she did, but I would never regret being with her."
"I know," he said stepping closer to me.
"Booth," I said staring into his eyes.
"Shh," he said placing the ice cream scooper on the counter.
Booth searched my eyes for a moment before pressing his lips to mine gently. He pulled back after a second, but I followed his lips. A smile graced his lips before he kissed me again.
The kisses were gentle and sweet. Booth never made the kisses more. It was like he was showing that he would take care of me. I sighed into his lips and wrapped my arms around his neck.
A cry rang out in the silence making me break the kiss. Greg ran into the kitchen and grabbed my hand. Booth let go of me and followed Greg pulled me into his and Seb's bedroom.
Seb was laying on his bed and holding his stomach. Rushing over to him I placed a hand on his forehead and realized that he had a fever. Looking at Booth I saw him already picking up Greg.
Nodding my head I lifted Seb up gently and rushed out of the house with Booth. Seb, Greg, and I climbed in the back seat as Booth started to drive us to the hospital. That's when I noticed that Greg didn't look well.
"Greg," I said worriedly.
"I don't feel well," Greg said tearfully.
"I know," I said lifting him into my lap.
Greg instantly wrapped his arms around my neck and let himself cry. It took a lot to make Greg cry so I knew that he was really hurting. I looked at Booth in the rearview mirror.
Booth nodded slightly before putting his siren on and speeding to the hospital. I knew that he wasn't supposed to do that, but I couldn't bring myself to care. I just wanted to make sure my boys were okay.
We pulled into the hospital and Booth got out of the car and picked Greg up. Greg started to sob into Booth's shoulder. Both Booth and I rushed into the hospital and to a nurse.
"Please," I said panting slightly, "My sons need help."
"What's the problem?" the nurse said worriedly.
"I don't know," I said trying to calm down, "This one has a fever and was clutching his stomach and that one…"
"He has a fever too," Booth said checking quickly.
"Okay," the nurse said nodding, "I'm not supposed to do this, but it's a slow night. Come back with me and I'll get a doctor and the paper work to fill out."
"Thank you," I said smiling.
"Follow me," she said smiling back slightly.
We walked into one of the rooms and I set Seb down on the bed and motioned for Booth to do the same thing. Once both kids were on the bed I felt Greg's forehead. His fever was as high as Seb's.
"Greg," I said soothingly, "Tell me what's wrong baby."
"My tummy," Greg said whimpering slightly, "It hurts."
"I know," I said kissing his forehead, "What have you eaten today besides what I gave you?"
"Nothing," he said shaking his head.
"Daddy," Seb said opening his eyes.
"Shh," I said running a hand through his hair, "It's okay Hun."
After awhile I was able to get the two of them at least sort of calmed down. The nurse came back in and handed Booth the paperwork. I went to reach for them, but he simply shook his head.
"Just tell me everything," Booth said softly, "You need to take care of them."
"Okay," I said nodding.
I answered questions as Booth asked them, but I made sure that I was focused on Greg and Seb the whole time. It was nice having Booth there. I knew that it would have been a lot harder if I had been alone.
The doctor finally walked into the room and smiled slightly. He didn't ask any questions just took the temperature of both boys. A worried looked spread over his face when he saw how hot they were.
"Can you tell me what happened?" the doctor asked looking at me.
"We were sleeping," Greg said softly, "I woke up when my tummy started to hurt. I thought I was going to throw up, but then I heard Seb. He was crying. I went over to him and he was gripping his tummy. I ran a got Daddy."
"They both had fevers when I checked," I said taking a deep breath.
"Throat," Seb said hoarsely.
"Your throat hurts too?" the doctor said looking down at Seb.
"Yeah," he said sadly.
"Okay," the doctor said nodding, "It sounds like this one has strep throat while this one has the flu. I want to run a test on his throat, but that's the worse that it would be. Let me get the test."
"Thank you," I said watching him leave.
I looked over at Booth and sighed in relief when he pulled me into a tight hug. My head went to rest on his shoulder once I could. With my heart racing I couldn't help but feel happy and safe in his arms.
"Here we are," the doctor said coming in and doing the test on Seb, "Yes, you have strep throat. Let me write you a prescription for both of them and they should be healthy soon.
"Thanks," I said picking Seb up again.
Booth lifted Greg up easily and followed me as I got the prescription from the doctor. We walked down to the car and got in quietly. Seb was still crying slightly, but Greg was leaning out the window and throwing up in the grass.
Sighing I rubbed his back as we waited for him to stop. Once he was done I rest him against my chest and waited as Booth drove to a pharmacy. Booth then went inside and got the pills for me.
I was able to give the boys the medicine once he came back. Seb fell asleep on the drive back to the house while Greg simply watched Seb quietly. I knew that he was trying to make sure he was okay.
When we got to the house I made sure that we put the boys in the same bed so Greg could watch over Seb. Even when they were sick Greg had to be strong and protective over Seb.
Booth lead me out of the room once the boys fell back asleep. We walked into the living room and I sat on the couch with a deep sigh. Neither boys were sick often enough for me to do that before.
I felt Booth sit next to me more then saw. An arm wrapped around my shoulder and pulled me to his chest. I melted into his arms and let him hold me. He was a very calming presence through this whole thing.
"I should be going home," Booth said not moving.
"Yeah," I said nodding.
"So," he said sighing.
"Stay the night," I said looking into his eyes.
"What?" he asked confused.
"Stay the night," I repeated, "We're not going to do anything. I just…I can't be alone tonight. Please, stay."
"Okay," he said smiling, "I'll stay with you."