Okay, so this took insanely long for me to update due to some extreme writers block, but luckily I've got a whole storyline now so it won't ever take that long again. Thanks for reading! xxoo, lex
"Mmmm," said Parker eating his cotton candy.
"Bones, you really never had cotton candy before?"
Booth had purchased a second cotton candy for him and Brennan. He always enjoyed introducing her to new things that she didn't have a chance to try in her somewhat stilted childhood.
"No, but I find that I quite enjoy it," she told him placing another small piece of the fluffy stuff in her mouth, delighting in the feeling of it dissolving on her tongue.
Brennan was doing a superb job of keeping up a clam fascade, but on the inside she felt mortified. This was irrational of course; one could not be held accountable for their actions while unconcious. Still she could not help wondering what Booth was thinking about the kiss and she really could not help wishing they could do it again, which was definitley an issue.
"Dad, when can I come stay with you," Parker whined.
"This weekend Parks; we'll have fun." he said, but then something dawned on him when he looked over at Brennan.
"Oh, crap, Bones, I forgot I have Parker this weekend."
"It's fine Booth, my apartment is plenty big enough."
"We're staying at Bones's house?" Parker asked excitedly.
"If it's really okay with her then it looks like that's what were doing bud." Booth replied.
Parker looked at Brennan questioningly.
"Of course you can stay if you'd like."
"Yay!" Parker cheered; then he looked thoughtful.
"Are you guys getting married?" Parker asked.
Booth choked, "Why...uh... no Parks, why do you think that?"
"Cause you guys live together, like Mom and Brent."
"Your Dad is staying with me for a while to make sure I am better, that's all" Brennan explained.
Parker seemed to buy that explanation easily enough.
Booth smiled, Brennan was not given nearly enough credit, she interacted with his son so incredibly well and it melted his heart to see his two favorite people getting along so wonderfully.
"We should go grab some seats," Booth told them.
They walked into the large tent and took their seats right up front.
"Look Bones, elephants!" "They're eating!" Parker squealed pointing to the far corner.
"That's quite common, the typical elephant will spend about sixteen hours a day eating, but only about forty percent of the food they ingest will be digested." Bones told him.
Both Booth boys stared at Brennan blankly for a moment.
"How do you know so much, Bones?" Parker asked.
"Lots of studying." Brennan smiled at the boy.
"Smarty Pants," Booth mocked whispered to his son.
"My intelligence has absolutely nothing to do with my pants," Brennan said matter-of-factly.
Booth opened his mouth to explain the colloquilism when Brennan laughed.
"Oh, you were joking." Booth grinned at her.
"Yes I believe I have become quite adept at that."
"Well, you learn from the best."
"And now I know the meaning behind that cocky belt," Bennan said sarcastically.
"Took you long enough," Booth said grinning again.
Brennan opened her mouth to reply, but Parker silenced them.
"Shhhhh, guys it's starting," he told them.
The circus was wonderful. Brennan found herself wishing she could go try the tightrope again; she missed her undercover character, Wanda.
"You so wanna go on that death- trap tight rope thingy again don't you?" Booth leaned over and whispered in her ear.
"Maybe," she giggled.
"Did Temperance Brennan just giggle?" Booth thought, incrediously. He found her adorable, but he'd be walking funny for weeks if he ever told her that.
Parker pulled Booth out of his musings. He grabbed his father's hand.
"Daddy, I don't like the clowns, I don't think they're funny," Parker said pressing his face into his Dad's jacket.
Brennan tapped Parker's shoulder.
She proceeded to tell Parker the story of about Booth being scared of a clown in a haunted house once and it effectively distracted him.
"Daddy, you're scared of clowns?" Parker laughed.
"I am not afraid of them; fear and dislike are two totally different things!" "Okay?" "Dislike, not fear."
"He shot a toy clown off an ice cream truck once," Brennan told Parker and he giggled.
"Okay, if you two are done having fun at my expense, I'd like to get back to the show please," said Booth in mock annoyance.
"Ohh, I like the acrobats," Brennan told them her eyes lighting up. The boys laughed at her enthusiasm.
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"Sweetie, hey!" Angela answered the phone happily.
Brennan loved to hear her best friends voice. Angela had come to see her in the hospital, but it had felt like such a long time ago and Brennan didn't realize how much she had missed her.
"Hey, Ange how are you?"
Angela laughed. "I think I should be asking you that question."
"I'm doing just fine; Booth won't let me work though," Brennan grumbled.
"Bren, you just came out of a coma; Booth definitley has some worrying rights."
"Where's Booth?" Angela asked.
"Dropping off Parker at Rebecca's." Brennan told her.
"Angela, I kissed Booth," Brennan blurted out randomly.
"You what?" asked Angela sounding excited.
"Don't sound so happy; I was asleep, it didn't mean anything."
"You sleep-kissed your partner and you think it means nothing?"
"Angela, why do you feel it is necessary to shout everything?"
"Because I'm begining to think that that might be the only way to get through to you; this is a big deal Brennan!"
"How do you feel about it?" Angela asked.
"How do I feel?" Brennan spoke the words like they were foreign.
"About the kiss... about Booth," Angela clarified.
"Ever since I was in that coma I feel different," Brennan said ambiguiously.
"Okay..." said Angela. "How?"
"Well, in my dream, I saw how I'd feel if I lost Booth and I realized something."
"What?"
"If Booth and I did happen to end up together we might be risking our entire relationship, but if we don't get together I risk loosing the best thing in my life to someone else." "I also realized that Booth and I are very skilled at working things out, and the possibility of us failing at something as simple as a romantic relationship seems improbable." Brennan finished much more confidently then she started.
"So, in short you're in love with Booth." Angela stated.
When Brennan remained silent Angela continued.
"Honey, nothing about a relationship is easy, but I have absolute faith in you and Booth."
"Really?" asked Brennan quietly.
"Really, really; I love you girl, follow your heart."
"Thanks," Brennan told her.
Angela was great at giving advice and Brennan knew she should follow it, but somehow she felt even more confused than she had felt entering that conversation.
And besides, just because she had developed feelings for Booth didn't mean he felt any differently about her.
Ugh, this was ridiculous, she needed to talk to Booth.