I always forget to do chapter titles, buy this one is called 'That's it?'. Enjoy! It's not mines.

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Mrs. Booth knocked lightly on her youngest son's door. No one answered, so she slowly pried open the door. She looked into the room, observing the two sleeping occupants.

Booth lay stretched out on his couch, feet hanging over the edge. Bones lay curled up in a ball on his bed, the covers tucked around her. At least they aren't sleeping together...

"Molly?" She jumped, not having realized that her husband was standing behind her. "Can I talk to you downstairs?" She nodded and followed him down the stairs. He stopped in the kitchen and turned to her.

"What is it, John?"

"You have to trust Seeley. He knows what he is doing, he's smart. Just trust that Tempe is ok, and IS having family problems like he says. If you are really concerned, I can talk to him. But you need to let him grow up!"

"I do! I just don't know, something about that girl is different..." she said.

"Can't you see it? She's terrified of us. It looks like Booth is the only one she really trusts. If you look in her eyes, there is such pain, such loss." He said, gesturing with his hands to make his point.

"I am proud of Seeley for helping her out. Tempe is good for him too. She seems to give him direction, and she challenges him. Just trust Tempe, if not for her sake, for Seeley's. Can you do that?" He finished, looking at his wife. She nodded.

"I still want to find out where he met her!" She continued stubbornly.

"I'll talk to him."

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Booth slowly woke up. He blinked a few times, and glanced around the room. He smiled when he saw his Bones curled up on his bed in the fetal position, a slight frown on her face. She moaned slightly, flipping over to her other side, now breathing heavily. A few whisps of hair had fallen out of her messy ponytail, falling over her face.

She's having a nightmare... he thought.

Booth rolled off the couch and knelt beside the bed so that he was level with her head. Reaching out, he slowly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Unexpectedly, she jerked upright and backed as far away from him as possible, her back hitting the wall as she gasped for air, her heart racing.

"Bones!" Booth said, leaping up on the bed next to her and pulling her into his arms. "It's ok. Shhh. It's just me." He soothed her as she looked around, wild eyed. "It's ok, calm down Bones. I'm here, shhhh." He stroked her hair as she slowly relaxed into his arms. "What happened?" he whispered softly into her ear, still holding her close.

"Nightmare." She whispered back. Looking up, she met his gaze. She knew he wanted her to tell him about it. Taking a deep breath, she said, "There was a man, and he wanted my mum and dad dead. He cornered me in an alley and mugged me. I couldn't fight back. I was frozen... I couldn't fight..." she repeated over and over, clutching at his shirt, holding the tears in. She nuzzled her face into his shoulder and sighed.

After a comfortable silence where Booth continued to stroke her hair, she looked up and sniffed.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-" she started, embarrassed.

"It's ok Bones. It's good to talk sometimes." He leaned down and kissed the top of her head softly. "Let's go get some breakfast, okay?" She nodded and allowed him to pull her up. "Do you have anything else to wear?" He asked, shuffling over to his closet and rooting through it.

She hung her head ashamedly and shook it 'no'. He walked over to her and put a finger under her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. "We'll find you something. Come on." he lead her over to his closet.

Ten minutes later she had a small, old pair of Booth's jeans on and an old Pittsburgh Steelers shirt on. Booth looked at her and grinned.

"Now you look just like me! I'm hungry, let's go!" The walked out of his room, Booth walking slightly in front of her as if shielding her. It gave her the time to pull herself together after her small breakdown she had in his room.

"Morning, sleepy heads. You snuck out again, didn't you?" Jared asked, looking up from the mountain of pancakes in front of him. Booth shot his brother a look and grabbed two plates to dish out pancakes. He set one in front of Bones and grabbed the syrup. "You can't do that when school starts, you know. Remember last year Mum threatened to put bars on your window?" Booth winced, and Tempe laughed.

"Did she really?" Bones asked, chuckling as she slathered butter on her pancakes.

"Yep. She would'a too, if Booth had gotten another 'C'."

"Come on, Jared. I'm not a bad student, the teachers just didn't like me!" He argued.

"That's because they were all men and he couldn't charm the grades out of them as well as with the ladies." Jared whispered to Tempe, causing her to giggle again. Booth stuck out his tongue at his brother, who repeated the gesture.

"Boys!" John said accusingly as he walked into the kitchen. They all looked up. "Jared, can you and Tempe go feed Snap for me please? Seeley, I need to talk to you." He motioned for Booth to follow him into the garage.

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As soon as Seeley and John had left, Jared and Tempe looked at each other.

"Uh oh." he said, standing up.

"Uh oh what?" asked Tempe curiously.

"Uh oh as in 'Dad is talking to Seeley' uh oh. Last time Seeley got 'the talk' was sex ed." He said, now chuckling. Jared snapped his fingers and headed down the hallway to the back door. A scuffling noise could be heard from upstairs, and then Snap came barreling down the stairs.

"He always sleeps with Seel, but you guys had the door shut last night-" Jared took the opportunity to wiggle his eyebrows suggestively. "- so he holed up with me last night. I don't know how Seel stands it, Snap snores something awful." Jared opened the back door and stepped out onto the deck. Tempe followed.

Jared opened a plastic bin of dog food and scooped out some with an empty plastic flower pot. He emptied the contents onto the deck and headed back inside.

"That's it?" asked Tempe.

"That's it." Jared replied, heading back to the kitchen.

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"Seeley, I need to talk to you about Tempe..." John said, leaning against the Buick.

"What about her?" Seeley said defensively.

"I think she is wonderful, but your mother...--"

"What does she need to know?" Booth asked, annoyed.

"She just wants to know where you met Tempe..." John explained.

"At the Commons." Booth answered quickly. "Can I go now?"

"What are'nt you telling me, Seeley?" Booth sighed, and then turned to face his father.

"She's a foster kid. The father of the last family was a murderer, she hopped a plane, ended up in Boston, I met her while she was lost at the Commons." Booth said quickly, his eyes glued to the ground.

John burst out laughing. "That's it?" he asked, eyes twinkling.

"That's it." Booth confirmed.

"Well, she's welcome to stay here as long as she doesn't cause trouble and your mother doesn't mind." Booth groaned.

"Don't worry, I'll talk to your mother." John ruffled Booth's hair as he walked by. "Go get your girl, Seel." John said, clapping Booth on the back.

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I'm sorry about the long in between updates thing. School, homework, need I say anymore? Review!