Despite the fact that she'd made remarkable progress on two sets of Civil War era remains, Brennan was distracted. She had gotten the distinct impression when she'd had coffee with Andrew earlier that he would have jumped at the opportunity to spend the entire day with her, but the prospect of that did nothing for her. And while logically she found him to be pleasant enough company, she had this sinking feeling that she couldn't quite identify that he wasn't what she was looking for. Despite the fact that he was charming, attractive, and very successful, she couldn't imagine satisfying her biological urges with him and perhaps that was the crux of the problem.
In fact, lately anytime she considered that she had biological urges at all, images of her partner came crashing unbidden into her thoughts.
And then there was the Bon Jovi concert that Andrew had invited her to. The idea of seeing a band that she really liked live was very attractive, but she wasn't so sure that she wanted to spend an evening with him when she found the idea of spending time with unidentified remains far more appealing. Besides, she was very wealthy and she could buy herself a ticket if she really wanted to go.
In fact, if she really wanted to go, she would much rather go with Booth because aside from her irrational inappropriate thoughts about him, spending time with him didn't seem like a laborious chore.
She let out a sigh and pulled off her latex gloves. She was the only one in the lab and she could almost hear Angela's voice telling her that she needed to get out more. The thing was, it wasn't the getting out that really seemed important, it was who she was getting out with that was. She knew that she was wasting Andrew's time and as nice as his offer was to take her to a concert, she knew that she couldn't go, not when she was beginning to realize that she had feelings for someone else that couldn't avoid forever even if she could avoid it for now - especially since he was dating Dr. Klein.
The chirp of her cell phone interrupted her thoughts. "Brennan."
"Thanks for coming, Bones." Booth looked anxious as he opened his door wide. "I wasn't sure who else to call." Of course she had been the first person he'd thought of to call, why call anyone else, when you could start with the best.
"I am a scientist so it's perfectly rational that you thought of me." She smiled and shrugged off her coat as he closed the door behind her.
"But more importantly, you're a bone scientist." He drew out his words as a smile spread out across his face as Parker glanced up and saw them.
"Bones! Dad said you could help me with my science project!" Parker's grin mirrored his father's.
"I would be more than happy to consult with you on your project." She was more than ready to get to work on whatever bone-related project the younger Booth was working on.
"I don't know what that means." Parker looked slightly confused.
"It means that Bones is going to help you make sure you know all of your bones." Booth figured that since Bones had agreed to come and help him help Parker that they were just going to have to have dinner. And maybe after dinner he could gently prod her about what was going on between her and Hacker and see how long he was going to have to wait this whole thing out.
"Dad says that you know all the bones." Parker looked very impressed. "That's why he calls you Bones." An impish grin spread across his face.
"I also help your dad put the bad guys in jail by looking at people's bones." There was a time that she might have launched into an overly technical description, but she'd learned from spending time with Booth that sometimes, less information was better.
"That is so cool." Parker considered for a moment that maybe he could be an FBI agent and a bone doctor all at the same time when he grew up, if his plan to be a race car driver didn't work out.
"It is cool." Brennan completely agreed. "Why don't you show me what you have so far and I'll see where I can help you."
"I called in for a pizza, extra meat on the man side and extra veggies on your side, Bones." Booth smirked as he watched his son and his partner settle themselves on the couch so that Parker could show her his popcicle stick skeleton. He wondered to himself if Bones knew how amazing she was.
"This is very impressive, Parker, it's not completely anatomically correct, but a very good representation." And she really was impressed as she began to quiz and correct him on the names of each bone.
Booth just stood in the doorway of the living room watching and enjoying the moment. A soft tap sounded at the door. "Looks like the pizza is here." He grabbed his wallet and headed to the door.
It was definitely not the pizza man.
Had his eight-year old son and his partner not been in the other room, he might have found the sight in front of him a little more exciting. "Catherine." As it was, he was more than content with the two people who were sitting in the other room.
"Seeley." The dark-hair beauty seemed to purr as she help up a bottle of wine and loosed the sash to her jacket just enough to give a glimpse of an outfit that was most definitely not meant for any eyes but his.
Booth stuttered. "Uh, did we have a date?" He didn't recall planning on seeing the lovely Dr. Klein tonight, it was his weekend with Parker and they weren't at a place yet where he was willing to even introduce them. In fact, he'd been having second thoughts about going out with her again at all given that he couldn't help but compare her to Bones.
She looked a little disappointed. "Are you going to invite me in?" There was a slightly confused expression on her face. On the three dates they'd been on, he certainly seemed like he was interested and here she was taking a huge risk to throw herself at him and he didn't seem to be picking up on it. Perhaps she had grossly misjudged things between them.
"Uh, Catherine, this isn't a good time." He wasn't even sure that he'd mentioned that he had a son and the fact that Bones was there probably wouldn't go over too well either.
"You have company?" She quickly tightened the sash on her jacket and craned her neck a little to see if she could determine exactly who he was entertaining. Inwardly she chided herself for not calling him, but oh, no she had to go out on a limb and try and surprise him.
"I have my son for the weekend." It was as good a time as any to let that little secret out of the bag. Not that he was in any way ashamed of having a son, but he usually wanted to know that a relationship was going somewhere before he introduced Parker into the mix.
"Oh." Catherine definitely looked embarrassed. "I guess this isn't exactly meet the family attire is it?"
Booth was a little embarrassed for her, even if he could appreciate the view. "No, I guess it isn't."
"We'll just try this another time then." She quickly retreated with an awkward wave and nearly collided with the pizza delivery guy as she dashed down the stairs.
Booth was glad that the pizza guy had arrived just then and he didn't even care that he over tipped him. He was just glad that he was going to get to spend the evening with two of his favorite people. "Pizza is here, who's hungry?"