Brennan was spending Saturday working in limbo while Booth took Christine skating. She had just gotten the bones laid out from the latest World War II soldier when her phone went off, not looking at the caller ID she clicked on. "Brennan."
"Bones, you need to come to Washington General ER."
"What's wrong Booth?"
"Christine fell and broke her leg, she's fine though…"
"Booth, she isn't fine her leg is broken!"
Booth sighed, "What I meant is, she doesn't need surgery and there are no bones poking through her skin. Just 6 weeks in a cast…"
"Don't let then cast her until I get there. I need to look at the x-rays."
"Okay it's going to be awhile; the orthopedic doc is in surgery. Bones, are you okay?"
"Our little girl is broken…"
"I know. I tried to get her before she hit the ice. I was holding on to her, but she still fell…" Brennan heard rustling and then Booth saying, "Noodle talk to mommy for a minute."
"Mommy, I'm not going skating with daddy anymore!"
Brennan chuckled, "you don't have to sweetheart."
"They cut up my favorite pants...'
"It's okay I'll get you another pair."
Mommy my leg hurts."
"Tell daddy and he can ask the nurse to get you something for it. I'll see you in a little bit. I love you."
"Love you too mommy."
Christine handed the phone to Booth."Hey Bones the nurse is getting her something."
"Good, I'll be there soon. I have to put these bones away then I'll be on my way."
'Okay. Bones Christine gonna be fine..."
"I know. Love you."
"Love you, too."
Thirty minutes later Brennan entered the ER and heard Booth call out, "Bones." Brennan turned her head and moved towards the cubicle that his head was poking out of. "Booth!"
"She's okay, just a little sleepy. They gave her meds and now she's drowsy."
Booth stepped back and let Brennan into the cubicle.
"Mommy!"
"Hi baby, how are you feeling?"
"My leg doesn't hurt."
"That's good." Brennan kissed Christine's forehead."What happened?"
"I was skating in a circle like daddy taught me and I started to fall. Daddy tried to hold me up, but I fell anyway. My leg popped, it was in a weird spot. I cried and then daddy picked me up and brought me here."
Brennan looked at Booth, "that's mostly it; she just left out the wait and getting stuck behind someone going under the speed limit."
"Mommy, are you mad at me?"
"No, baby, I'm not mad at you or daddy; it was an accident. I wish it hadn't happened and your leg wasn't broken, but I'm not mad at either of you."
"Okay."
Just then the doctor came in the cube, "Hi all, I'm Dr. Johnson. The break to Christine's tibia is clean, no surgery is needed. I'm going to put her in a cast and in 6 weeks she'll be as good as new."
"Dr. Johnson I'd like to see her x-rays…"
"Mrs. Booth, we don't allow parents to see their child's x rays. I assure you I am qualified to make the diagnosis; I've been an orthopedic surgeon for almost 20 years. She'll be fine and able to go home in a few hours."
"First it's Doctor Brennan. Second I'm a world renowned forensic anthropologist, who studies bones for a living and I sometimes spot things that no one else does. So I believe that gives me the right to view my 4 year old daughter's x rays and back up your diagnosis at the very least. Also Christine's tibia will not be' as good as new' it is broken and even after it heals it will always show signs of being broken and remodeling ."
"Of course." Doctor Johnson turned and popped Christine's x ray up on the light box and stepped aside. Brennan moved up to the light box. "Thank you." Doctor Johnson nodded.
"Mommy is that my leg?"
Brennan took the X ray down and walked over to Christine. "Yes, see that spot where the bone is cracked?" Brennan pointed to a small section of bone with her finger.
"Uh-huh."
"That's where you broke your leg."
"Can you fix it?"
Brennan smiled and bit her lip a little to keep from laughing. "I can, but Doctor Johnson is going to fix it so I can sit here and hold your hand, okay?" Brennan handed the x ray to the doctor.
"Okay. Will it hurt?"
Doctor Johnson spoke up, "it shouldn't, because the bone is mostly in place. But if it does tell me and I'll give you some more medicine so it won't hurt."
"Okay."
"Putting your cast on isn't going to hurt, it's going to be a little cold and slimy, and you're going to have to sit really still while I put it on okay?" normally doctor Johnson whould have a young child restrained a bit to ensure they didn't move, but Christine seemed like she could stay still on her own.
"Okay."
"What color cast do you want? We have green, red, blue, yellow, and orange, pink, purple…'
"I want pink. No I want purple…."
"I can do a pink and purple striped cast…"
"Yeah." doctor Johnson smiled, "pink and purple stripes it is."
"Daddy, my cast is kinda gonna look like your socks!"
"Yeah it will baby." Booth kissed Christine's cheek.
Brennan held onto Christine's hand, "baby hold daddy's hand." Christine grabbed Booth's hand; he rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb.
"Are you ready Christine?" Christine nodded.
Doctor Johnson nodded and began the casting process. A few minutes later Christine started flinching. "Sweetheart are you okay?"
"Yeah it's cold though."
"You're doing a fantastic job, I'm almost done. You only have to stay still a little while longer then I think we've got a Popsicle waiting for you to have while your cast sets."
"Okay." fifteen minutes later Christine's right leg was incased in pink and purple striped plaster and she was happily eating an orange Popsicle. later that night after Christine was tucked into bed with her leg propped up on pillows and her old baby moniter by her bed in case she need something Brennan sat next to Booth on the couch. "I meant what I told Christine."
"What?"
"That I'm not mad at you or her, it was an accident."
"I know. Did you have to take the doctor to task though? I haven't seen anyone look so dejected since Wendell broke the glass in your office window."
"I couldn't help it, it's our little girl. The doctor needed to know I wasn't your average parent. Plus he was a little full of himself."
Booth laughed and pulled Brennan to him, kissing her temple. "Let's go to bed, I have a feeling it's gonna be a long night. If not a long six weeks.