Prompt 12: Christmas music / movies
A/N: The movie Booth and Brennan just saw was "Miracle on 34th Street. This story takes place in season 7. Oh and thank you for reviewing my story.
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The movie over, Booth stood up and walked over to the DVR. After hitting the tray button, he removed the disc and placed it in the case. The evening was late, so Booth glanced at Brennan and asked her, "Do you want to watch another one? It's getting kind of late."
Her gaze on her hands, Brennan felt a little unnerved by the movie they had just watched and wasn't sure why or perhaps she did and didn't want to face it.
Puzzled at her silence, Booth walked back over to the couch and sat down next to his partner. "Bones . . . Bones, where are you?" His puzzlement growing into concern, Booth placed his hand over her hands and tried again. "Bones is something wrong?"
She heard him and she knew she was causing him concern, but she was caught up in her thoughts and she was afraid to voice them.
Her silence starting to worry him, Booth lowered his head and tried to catch her gaze. "Look, if I did something wrong you need to tell me. I can be a little slow on the uptake sometimes . . . Bones!"
Brennan realized that she couldn't remain silent much longer, not with Booth assuming he had done something wrong. Her gaze now on his face, Brennan swallowed her nervousness. "Do you think I'm like that? Do you think I'm like Doris Walker?"
Not sure what she was talking about, Booth tried to inject a little flattery into the conversation hoping that would get her to at least smile. "Well, she's a beautiful woman who's independent and very smart, so yeah I guess so . . . sure."
Her gaze falling back to her hands, Brennan realized that Booth was right. "I don't like to be cold about superstition. I don't set out to hurt people."
Now alarmed, Booth shook his head. "Bones what are you talking about? Who said you were cold and that you try to hurt people? If it's someone I know I'll kick their ass. Whose been talking to you like that?"
Brennan realized that Booth was now upset and she hadn't meant to do that, far from it. "Booth, I know I can appear cold. I don't need anyone to tell me that . . . In the movie, Doris said that by filling children's minds with fairy tales they grow up considering life a fantasy instead of reality . . . I actually believe that's true. I think everyone thinks I'm cold because of my beliefs."
"Bones, you are not a cold person and I wish to God you wouldn't say things like that." Booth realized that one of Brennan's insecurities was rearing its ugly head and he needed to squelch it as best as he could. "Look Bones, I know you don't believe in God and angels and fairies and really that's okay. It is. You're a genius and that's how your mind works. You're allowed to think what you want. That doesn't make you cold . . . it just makes you . . . uh . . . skeptical and sometimes we need to be skeptical."
Afraid that he wasn't getting through to her, Booth placed his arm around her shoulders and kissed her cheek. "I know you're worried about being a good Mom, but you don't have anything to worry about." Placing his hand on her very pregnant stomach, Booth smiled. "This baby is going to be part me and part you. When it comes time to talk about Santa Claus and tooth fairies we'll talk it over and decide how we want to handle it, but you're putting too much pressure on yourself. You're making it more important than you need to."
Her silence breaking his heart, Booth shook his head. "Kids believe in Santa Claus and tooth fairies because adults try to give their children a few years of whimsy and fun. Really, most kids are pretty smart and they stop believing in stuff like Santa and the Easter Bunny by the time they're six or seven. It's the adults that keep the fairy tales going a few years longer than the kids do . . . Those fairy tales don't scar kids for life you know. It just lets them use their imaginations. It lets them use it in positive ways . . . Now if your kid believes in Santa Claus when he's nineteen then maybe you've got a problem, but a little kid is just using his imagination and allowing a little magical mystery in to his life."
Listening closely to what Booth was saying, Brennan turned her gaze back towards his face. "You believe in Santa Claus."
Not sure if she was trying to joke with him, Booth decided to take the statement at face value since he was talking to his Bones. "I don't really believe in Santa Claus Bones. I just pretend I do during Christmas. My childhood was pretty bad until Pops took me away from my Dad and I guess I like to think that Santa is real for just a few days a year because it allows me to be that kid I wasn't allowed to be. Do you understand? I'm not saying I want to be a kid or anything, I'm just saying I want to enjoy the whimsy . . . I want to be happy and pretending that Santa is real for a little while makes me happy. It's fun."
Placing her hand on his hand, Brennan squeezed it. "I never thought I'd want children. I didn't see any children in my future and now that we're having one . . . I'm afraid I'm not really prepared."
The irony not lost on him, Booth chuckled, "Bones . . . no one is prepared to be a parent. Hell, I've got a son and I'm still not prepared to be a parent again, but you know what . . . it doesn't matter. Being a parent is on the job training. Babies don't come with manuals. We learn by doing. Sure we're going to make mistakes but that's all part of it. You're worried that you're going to be a bad mother and I'm telling you that's not going to happen. You have a lot of empathy and believe me that helps. You are not a cold person and that's a fact. You're just factual and you don't like bullshit. You have empathy and you . . . when you love someone you really love them. You and me are going to be great parents you'll see."
Her fears easing a little, Brennan smiled. "You're biased."
Chuckling, Booth kissed her cheek again, "You're damn right I am. I've known you for a long time and you're the kindest person I've ever met. I love you, Bones. I love you and our baby is going to love you."
Leaning against Booth, Brennan finally let go of her fear, at least for the moment. "I love you, Booth."
Pulling her against him, Booth loved the way Brennan seemed to listen to him and was willing to accept what he said at face value. He'd never been in a relationship with someone like her and he knew she was the one. She was THE one. "I love you too, Bones."
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Any good? This was supposed to be the last chapter of this challenge, but I had a few requests to write another chapter to reveal what Hank gave Brennan in chapter 9. You will see that chapter tomorrow.