A/N: Whew...the response to my first chapter has been amazing. I'm glad everyone loved it, but I'm really glad it made GG's Black Friday. She is who this story is dedicated to, after all.

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This is Wish # 2, which I split up into two chapters. For this, GalaxieGurl requested the following:

Wish 2: Parker, Pops, little Hank (obviously this is a fantasy world regarding time frame or spirits) Not picky about plot, please exclude Zach.

Part 1 will feature Pops and Parker. This chapter takes place in between Season 9's The Recluse in the Recliner and Season 10's The Conspiracy In the Corpse.

Hope you enjoy this chapter too, GG.

Hank Booth was a man of many facets.

He could be gregarious, like when he and friends at the home would swap old war stories.

He could be kind, like when he 'suddenly' found a five dollar bill on the floor next to the register after a young woman with a baby came up a dollar short for her groceries at the corner store.

He could be angrier than a hornet's nest, like almost forty years earlier when he caught his son beating the hell out of his oldest grandson. It took all he had to not beat the hell out of Edwin himself. Instead, he chased him away before immediately taking custody of the two boys.

And he could also be a ladies man, like when he wooed his beloved Marie as they courted or one of his girlfriends at his nursing home before they would "crochet".

Three nights ago, Hank Booth went to sleep and didn't wake up the next morning. His loss left a big hole in the lives of everyone he ever touched.

However, unbeknownst to everyone he was still around. No, he wasn't flesh and blood in the temporal plane, but the elder man remained. He was never far away as he watched out for his family.

Parker Booth sat in front of his laptop computer, focusing on his nightly activity of scoping for any news about his father.

Bones, Hodgins, and everyone at the lab assured him on Skype and coded letters that they were working hard for his dad's release. His stepmother was his only contact with his father except for letters he wrote to him. He knew that they couldn't say what they were doing to help his father for fear of alerting people in the conspiracy against Booth.

Parker wasn't a fool, though. He detected the man following him on behalf of his mother and stepmother to protect him from anyone in the conspiracy. He also heard enough stories about what happened when police officers went to prison. More than one sleepless night was spent wondering if tomorrow Bones would call with the news his father was murdered in prison.

When he saw a call from Bones, he answered, hoping it was good news about his dad. However, his countenance changed when he saw hers. As she relayed the news of Pops' death that morning, Parker remained numb. She told him she would have more news about arrangements later that day since it was 10:30 AM in Washington DC.

He shared the news with his mother before he moved to pack for the trip. However, his mother was being a pain and told him he couldn't go. They fought furiously before she told him to go to his room for being disrespectful. When his stepmother called later in the day, he told her what happened. After she admonished him for being rude to his mother, she hung up before he heard the main phone ring.

He didn't know what Bones said to his mother, but it worked. Suddenly, she was eager to get him home to Washington DC for a couple of weeks. Whatever the anthropologist said, maybe she could bottle it for him before returning to London.

The next morning, he flew out of Heathrow on a direct flight to Reagan National with Scotland Yard Chief Inspector Cate Pritchard, an old friend of his father and Bones. When Sweets was there to greet him at his arrival, the inspector said her goodbyes before the two men departed the airport.

Bones was at the new house to greet him, but it felt strange there. However, he knew that his dad was counting on him, so he put his awkward feelings aside for his beloved stepmother and sister. That night, they had a quiet dinner the three of them at the house.

However, in the darkness of midnight, the double losses of his father and grandfather finally spilled out in tears. As he wept, he felt the familiar arms of Bones hold him until he fell asleep. The next morning, he came into the kitchen shamed at his weakness, but his stepmother and Angela told him it was okay to cry.

The funeral would be in Philadelphia at the parish the Booth family attended before Pops moved into his assisted living home. Parker was in awe of Bones. While she was ensuring the needs of himself and Christine, she worked at the lab instructing her interns while in her absence. On top of that, she was in constant contact with Father Michael on how to conduct the memorial service and was very knowledgeable in what passages to use. She attempted to get Jared's input, but Padme accused her of shutting them out on top of acting superior to them.

When he asked his stepmother later, she explained that Hank had talked to her extensively in his final days. While she didn't share his faith, she loved the man enough to honor his wishes. Not just for Hank, but also for his father who was unable to attend the service.

The next day, he accompanied his stepmother to Pops' home to collect Hank's belongings. The residents friendly with the family remarked on how much Parker looked like his father. His usually social reticent stepmother was greeted warmly by the staff and a few residents. One named Margaret greeted her with a hug before crying.

They drove up to Philadelphia two days before the service. Aunt Cam had closed the lab for a four day weekend so all could attend, including Hodgins and Angela. Unlike Christine, Michael Vincent stayed home with Wendell for the weekend. Even Grandpa Max came along.

Bones was able to rent out an entire bed and breakfast nearby for everyone as it had their largest suite big enough for her, Christine, and Parker with a separate room for the teenager. It was also for security against reporters and other guests bothering them. She offered to pay for lodging for her in-laws, but only Jared took her up on her hospitality.

Unfortunately, a reporter happened upon Parker as he ran to the car to get his stepmother's laptop bag. When the man hounded him while he walked away, they were greeted by the anthropologist and Max. After the older man destroyed the reporter's tape recorder, Brennan gave the following threat.

"If you come near any of my children again, I will call my attorney to file a restraining order against you for harassment as I've already done with three others. When I'm done doing that I will cause damage to your sacral area so you can no longer reproduce ignorant and crude offspring such as yourself."

After the man scurried off, the family went back inside. An hour later, the group went out for a quiet meal together before they separated for the rest of the day. Parker kept Christine with him as his stepmother worked out the final details of the service with Father Michael.

That night was the viewing for mourners. Brennan and Jared greeted people while keeping conversation to a minimum. Things were tense as she had finally convinced Booth right before his shooting to stop giving Jared money and saving him all the time. However, Brennan decided the children didn't need to know about that, something her brother-in-law was grateful for.

As more people greeted him, Parker got uncomfortable and felt closed in. When it became too much for the teenager, Max simply took him for a walk around the neighborhood. They didn't talk as the elder man just let him be. Parker always liked Bones' dad. He never talked down to him and treated him with respect.

At the end of the evening, the teenager was attempting to sleep in his bedroom when he was woke up by his sister. The two then woke up Brennan before crawling into bed with her as they cried and had a fitful sleep together.

Temperance and the kids snuggled in the bed was how Hank found them. He was glad they could comfort each other but it hurt that it was his fault that they were sad. He told Parker a long time ago when he asked why his grandmother died that everyone had their time when they had to come home.

Easier said than done, he was now finding out. He hoped they didn't feel one tenth of the pain he felt when Marie passed.

He couldn't comfort them, but he could watch over them for Shrimp until he could come home where he belonged.

He knew it was morbid, but Hank enjoyed his funeral in spite of himself. He didn't like seeing people sad, but he was surprised at the turnout. Friends from the VFW hall and the home got up to speak about how he was always there to lend a hand or to play poker. Temperance got up and made a wonderful eulogy on behalf of Booth and the family. Anyone who still felt like she was a cold fish didn't know jack shit.

Shrimp did good waiting to start a life with her, even though the road to get there was troubled and sad along the way. All of Shrimp's other girlfriends were twits, especially that Hannah Burley from what he heard about her. Rebecca's only saving grace was having Parker.

When everything was over, Hank left for a while. He couldn't bear to see his casket buried into the ground. However, when he checked later, he smiled as his granddaughter ensured he was buried with his Marie.

After the funeral, Parker sat in his bedroom either playing on the computer or doing nothing. He had a conversation with his mother on Skype, but even she saw he wasn't in the mood to talk. After they discussed arrangements to come home the following weekend, they ended their call. Later on, Bones as well as Max checked on him, but they respected his space.

Before he knew it, it was midnight. Knowing his father would want him to, Parker walked out carefully and checked on Bones and Christine. Seeing that they were sleeping fitfully in the master bed, he went back to his room.

He searched his computer again for information about his father to no avail. Frustration over his father's imprisonment and the loss of Pops boiled over and he started to cry again. He felt stupid crying again because he was fourteen years old, but he just couldn't stop. Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder. Expecting to see Bones, he was surprised to see Pops.

"P-Pops?"

"Hey there, kiddo."

"But you're—"

"Dead, I know. Remember to thank Temperance for taking me home to Philly so I could be with your Gram. She'll say you just had a dream or dress it up in some scientific mumbo jumbo, but she accept graciously just the same."

"Okay." Parker said before wiping a tear away. "Pops, what's going to happen to Dad?"

The elder man sighed as he thought of Seeley in prison for defending himself and his wife. If it were him and his Marie, he would have done the same thing.

He was scared for Shrimp, of that there was no doubt. However, he couldn't show that to his great-grandson. Unfortunately now, all he could do was watch over the boy to keep him out of trouble until Temperance and her friends at the lab could get him home where he belonged.

"You dad is tough and can take care of himself. Have faith in Temperance and your friends at the lab like he does. They'll get him out of that craphole."

"Can you help Dad?"

Hank felt his heart break as the sad tone of Parker's voice, but he needed to be strong now. "I'll take care of your dad until he comes home. I promise."

"Thank you, Pops." Parker responded.

Hank hugged his great-grandson before letting go. "Now I have to check on Christine and Temperance. Stay strong for them, understand?"

"Yes, sir." Parker said. "I love you, Pops."

Hank rubbed his hand over the teen's head. "I love you too."

Parker woke up suddenly and saw he was in the bedroom alone again. Maybe it was a dream and maybe it wasn't, but Pops promised everything would be all right.

Pops never lied.

For the first time in six weeks, the teenager felt a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. Closing his eyes, he quickly fell asleep.