And I'm finally back! Happy? I am! After all the angst I needed to write something light and fluffy so this is what came out! As always thanks to my lovely beta Shin/Bonesbird for check and feedback :) And Bones is still not mine. By the way, I'm really loving season 6 so far! Can't believe another hiatus is starting!

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Kindergarten

"Did Miss Lane tell you what she wanted to talk about?" Brennan said, sighed again for the fifth time since she got in the car, he counted.

"Stop worrying."

"I can't help it. It's only her second day and we are already summoned. So, did she tell you what it was about?" she asked again, concerned.

"Nope, she just said she wanted to talk to both of us. I'm sure it's nothing."

"But what if – "

"Hey, everything's all right with Vi, stop panicking!" he cut her off and grasping her hand that was torturing her purse.

"It's just that… I was never good a socializing, even at such a young age. I was shy and weak and didn't like to make friends." Brennan said quietly "I'm just scared I passed that to her."

"Bones…" he whispered, tightening his hold on her hand as he pulled the car over.

Raising her chin with his other hand he looked right into her mesmerizing blue eyes, where he saw old shadows and unshed tears coming back. "Hey, did you even ever see our daughter?" She raised an eyebrow but kept their eyes locked. "She is the happiest little girl ever, she is not at all shy or weak. And about the friends? You know she made friends with the whole neighborhood, and that includes kids, adults, animals, elderly… Plus she became the mascot of both the Jeffersonian and the Hoover when she was one week old… She would even make friends with stones if she could!"

It elicited a small chuckle from Brennan. "She did say she made friends with an oak tree the other day at the park" she smiled.

"See? So why would you say that a couple of days at the kindergarten would trouble her?"

"I guess I'm just nervous…" she sighed, reassured.

"And about you… I didn't know you when you were a little girl, but I see every day who you turned out to be and I wouldn't change a thing of that if it meant that you'd be different" he said kissing her nose.

She raised her hands to the back of his neck and caught his lips in hers in a warm and loving kiss. "After all these years I still don't know what I did to deserve you" she whispered against his lips when they parted, one hand stroking his hair.

"The pleasure is all mine, baby."

She laughed and pulled his hair slightly "Don't – "

" – call you baby, I know, I know! Not the hair!" he pleaded and she let go. "Let's go get our baby, ok?" he sat back on the driver's seat.

"Now that is a better use of the term" she giggled.

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"She did what?" Booth stood up shocked while Brennan looked kind of proud.

"Yes, Violet explained to her classmates how dead bodies decompose" Miss Lane repeated "Not an appropriate topic for three-year-olds"

"Not… really" he sat back on the small chair next to Brennan.

"She has always had a interest for science and it's important to nurture a child's interest." Brennan defended her daughter "Of course in terms they can understand."

"Oh, she understood them perfectly. Every creepy detail." Miss Lane said.

"It's not creepy if it's correct!"

"Bones, some things are creepy. And most of all not suitable in a kindergarten class."

"Violet is your daughter, you should tell her whatever you feel right to tell her, but she can't come here and explain to her friends how dead people get… yucky."

"I highly doubt she used that word." Brennan replied calmly.

"No, she didn't. That's the point. Violet should be using words like that in here, not words like 'decompose'. Please?"

"Yes. Sure. We'll talk to her." Booth assured.

"And she knows exactly what your profession is, am I right?" Miss Lane asked Brennan.

"Yes, she does. Not in detail of course, but she knows what I do. She asks many times about it." Brennan answered smiling. "Why?"

"Because this morning when she was giving her little lesson to the classmates, a boy told her that dead people go to heaven, at which she replied vehemently that they don't, or her mummy wouldn't have a job."

A large smile appeared on Brennan's face as the teacher stared horrified. "She's a very smart little girl."

Booth meddled in quickly. "We understand the problem, Miss Lane. I assure you that we'll make sure that this won't happen again."

The door burst open and a curly dark-haired little girl appeared, followed by another one of her teachers.

"Mummy! Daddy!" she screamed as she ran towards them.

"Hey Vi-Vi!" Booth picked her up, hugged her and sat her on his knees.

"This little girl of yours is a psychic! She knew you were here even without seeing you!" laughed the second teacher, much younger than Miss Lane.

Two heads turned and looked sternly at her "There are no such things as psychics!" both Brennan and Violet said.

"We were walking and I heard you, mummy!"the little girl explained to her mother.

"I know baby, I know" she beamed.

The younger woman blushed violently and Booth spoke up once again "Ok, let's go home now, girls! Lunch at the diner?" he asked, letting his daughter, who squealed happily, on her feet "Come on, Bones!" One hand took Violet's little one and the other moved to its usual place at the small of her back, leading her to the door.

"Please, Mr. Booth – " Miss Lane pleaded.

"Yes, we'll have that talk, don't worry" he assured her once more, walking out of the room with his family.

He noticed Brennan's smile as she took her daughter's hand "Not worried anymore?"

"Not at all. I got all the reassurances I needed." she answered and her eyes were gleaming.

"I thought so" he winked and, looking down at their daughter jumping happily between them, got all the reassurances himself.

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