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Years ago
"Mommy, Erin's mom is here. It's time for me to go." Morgan yelled from the top of the basement stairs.
"Morgan Christine, how many times I have told you not to yell in the house." Bones yelled walking out of the laundry room and up the stairs to meet her daughter.
"You're yelling." Morgan accused.
"I'm the parent and you are the child and some of the rules that apply to you do not apply to me." Morgan huffed and walked away from her mother. She grabbed her overnight bag, opened the door and stepped outside. "Excuse me but don't you have something to say to me?"
"Bye." Morgan said as she continued walking towards her friend's family car.
"Morgan isn't there something that you are forgetting."
"I packed clean underwear." Bones had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from grinning. Morgan was definitely her father's daughter.
"Morgan." Her mother warned and Morgan turned around and walked over to her mother. Bones bent down to her daughter's level and Morgan kissed her.
"Bye mommy. I love you."
"I love you too. Bye sweetheart have fun." Bones watched her independent nine year old daughter climb into the car and then she stood and waved until she could no longer see them. She turned around and headed back into the house and as she opened the door to walk back inside Parker came barreling out, running into her. "Argh." She grunted.
"Mom." Parker's lighting fast reflexes came in handy as he reached out to steady his mom from crashing to the ground. "I'm sorry mom. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Coach called a mandatory meeting before the game. I've got to be there in fifteen."
"Drive carefully." Bones always got nervous when Parker drove.
"I always do mom." He kissed her. "Bye. I love you."
"See why can't Morgan do that? I always have to force that girl to kiss me and tell me that she loves me."
"Because she is Morgan and she loves to be a pain in the ass."
"Language Parker."
"I've gotta run mom. I'll see you at the game right?"
"Of course. Good luck and I love you." Parker grinned and jogged to his car, waving to his mom as he drove away.
Shutting the door behind her Bones returned to the basement to continue the laundry, a daily activity in her life. She pulled out Booth's and Parker's jeans from the washing machine and transferred them to the dryer. For a man who wears suits to work everyday and a kid who wears uniforms to school everyday those two sure can accumulate a ton of jeans over a week. Running her hand around the bottom of the machine, to make sure that there was nothing left her fingers closed around something familiar but it couldn't be. She hasn't had the use for this in years and neither had Booth; that she was positive of. Pulling out her arms she opened her fist and saw exactly what she thought she had felt; a condom.
"Bones I'm home." She heard Booth calling from upstairs. Starting the dryer she made her way upstairs with the condom still in hand. " Dammit, Bones where are?"
"I'm right here. Will you relax?" She said walking into the kitchen.
"Jesus where were you and why didn't you answer me?" He asked as he wrapped his arms around her waist.
"I was in the basement doing laundry. Why are you worked up?" She asked, returning his hug.
"Oh I don't know Bones. I come home, your car is in the garage but when I walk in the house I can't find you , you don't answer me when I call so I tend to get a little worked up." Bones pulled away and placed her hand on his cheek.
"I'm fine. I'm safe, Morgan is safe and Parker is safe."
"You didn't set the alarm." He accused. She wanted to argue with him, tell him that he was being over protective and she was a grown woman who could take care of herself and their children but she knew this last case that they had just closed, four hours ago had deeply affected him. The remains of a woman and her two children, a boy and girl were viciously murdered and Booth took it all to heart because all he could see was his wife and kids. Bones had to work with the remains, identify them and determine cause of death but as always she was able to compartmentalize her feelings but Booth had a harder time compartmentalizing so everyday he had to be reminded that his family was safe.
"I'm sorry Booth. You're right I should have set the alarm and I promise that it won't happen again."
"No I'm sorry Bones. I just can't that family out of my mind, thinking that it was you Parks and Morgan."
"I know that this was a very hard case for you but it wasn't us Booth."
"I need you to teach me how to better compartmentalize my feelings."
"We can work on that." Smiling, she leaned forward and kissed him softly. "I love you for worrying and wanting to protect your family. It's very admirable."
"That's me an admirable guy." He pulled away from his wife and sniffed the air. "Something smells good. What's for dinner?"
"Grilled chicken breasts, baked potatoes and fresh green beans." Booth made a face. "Hey." She said slapping his arm. "We are having a very healthy tasteful meal."
"It all sounded good until you mentioned the fresh green beans. You know how I feel about vegetables."
"Seeley Booth, we have been married for over ten years. You know how I feel about vegetables."
"And after ten years you should know that I'll eat them. I always do." He quickly pecked her cheek. "I'm going to change."
While Booth changed his clothes Bones set the table and set out their dinner on the table. She had automatically set the table for four until she realized that the kids were gone. Smiling she put the two other plates away and at the last minute she grabbed some candles. It had been so long since it had been just the two of them so she wanted to make the most of this rare occasion. By the time Booth came back downstairs wearing a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt with Parker's school logo on it, she was dishing their food onto the plates.
"Aww Bones, candles. This is so romantic."
"It's been awhile since you and I have been alone."
"Too damn long. Our anniversary is next month. We should plan a weekend to ourselves." He suggested.
"We can't leave the kids home alone."
"Well yeah. I'll bet you Max would come and stay the weekend. I know the kids would love it."
"Maybe I'll give him a call."
"Maybe you should." Booth answered as he shoved a mouthful of baked potato in his mouth.
"Speaking of sex." Bones began but was interrupted by her husband.
"Who said anything about sex?"
"It's a logical assumption that we will partake in sexual intercourse when we go away for a weekend by ourselves."
"It sounds like you are jumping to conclusions and I thought that you don't like making any conclusions until all the evidence is in." He loved messing with her.
"I have evidence from our past and anytime that we are alone we always have sexual intercourse so I am not making this conclusion without any evidence. Believe me Agent Booth, I have all the evidence that I need."
"Are you trying to suggest that we have sex now without actually coming out and suggesting it?"
"Not now. We have to be at Parker's game in less than an hour."
"Then why the hell did you bring up the topic of sex?"
"Because of this." She slid the condom across the table.
"Hey that is not mine. I haven't needed those for a very long time." When Morgan was a year old Booth had a vasectomy at his wife's urging.
"I know that. I had to reason to suspect that it was."
"I don't understand." He couldn't help but grin when he used Bones' catch phrase.
"I found it in the washing machine as I was putting yours' and Parker's jeans in the dryer."
"So it's Parker's condom?"
"That's what I am assuming."
"And?"
"Booth he is having sex."
"At least he is using protection."
"Booth!" She said in an exasperated tone of voice.
"What?" Bones just glared at him. "Bones, sweetheart he is seventeen years old with a girlfriend. It doesn't surprise me that he is having sex."
"He is so young."
"Seventeen isn't young Bones. Not everyone waits until they are twenty two to lose their virginity."
"When did Parker lose his virginity?"
"Six months ago." He mumbled.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"He asked me not to."
"Why? Why didn't he want me to know? I thought that Parker and I had an open and honest relationship."
"You guys do Bones but it's a guy thing."
"I don't understand."
"No matter how close a boy is to his mother there are some things that a son won't talk to his mom about and sex is one of them."
"I still don't understand Booth and honestly, I feel hurt that he doesn't trust me enough to talk to me about something so important." Biting her lip she grabbed their plates, stood up and walked over to the sink so Booth wouldn't see the tears that were threatening to fall. Not surprisingly, Booth knew that his wife was upset and ready to cry so he grabbed the dishes that contained their now digested dinner over to the counter. Placing the dishes down he stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist and softly nuzzled her neck.
"Sweetheart, please don't take this personally." He murmured in her ear.
"How can I not?" She mumbled. Booth gently turned her around to face him.
"Parker loves you Bones, so much and he is like me. Remember before we were together and every time you talked about sex I got embarrassed?" She nodded. "It's just like that with Parks and god help me, when it's time for Morgan to start having sex she will talk to you instead of me cause girls are more comfortable talking about sex with their mom and boys with their dads okay?"
"Your explanation seems logical and I accept it."
"Really?" Booth honestly expected more of an argument.
"Yes really. I remember when I was a teenage girl, before…they left my mom and I had the conversation about the birds and the flies and I realize that I would have been quite uncomfortable having that conversation with my father."
"It's the birds and bees Bones."
"A bee?" She began swatting the sir. "Where?" Booth laughed and pulled her to his chest, hugging her softly.
"There is no bee. The sex talk Bones, it's called the birds and the bees."
"I never did understand that concept. It just tends to confuse everyone."
"Come on. Let's load the dishwasher. We don't want to be late for the game. It's the homecoming game and I want to get there early because it's going to be packed." Bones turned around and began rinsing off the dishes. Booth moved to her side so she could hand him the dishes to load in the dishwasher.
"Aren't you worried that he is too young to engage in sexual intercourse?" She whispered after a few minutes of silent working.
"He's young Bones but it could have happened earlier. I was sixteen when I lost my virginity so honestly, I'm thankful he lasted as long as he did. He's a mature kid and he is taking the responsibility of having sex seriously."
"You don't know that."
"You found a condom that was in his pants pocket. That tells me that he is taking responsibility."
"There was an unopened condom in his pocket which leaves me to assume that Parker didn't use a condom."
"You know what they say about assuming don't you?" She shook her head. "Assuming makes an ass out of u and me." She gave him a blank look. "A-s-s-u-m-e. Ass, you me. Anything?"
"Oh. You took the spelling of the word assume and made a sentence out of it. That's clever Booth but I don't understand why you did that."
"Assuming is like jumping to conclusions without all of the evidence. You found an unopened condom and you assume that he had sex but didn't use it." Bones nodded. "Most of the time when a guy knows that he is going to have sex we bring multiple condoms in hopes that we will have to use them all." He grinned knowingly at Bones.
"When Parker told me that he was thinking about having sex I encouraged him to make sure that he always had multiple condoms with him, ya know in case one broke he was always prepared."
"What about diseases? Did you talk to him about the probability of catching an STD's?"
"Yes dear I talked to him about STD's and I even showed him those extremely disgusting pictures of the STD's that you printed up. I think that I scared him for life but he sure as hell is using condoms."
"Pregnancy?"
"Condoms."
"Condoms don't always prevent pregnancy. You were using condoms when Rebecca got pregnant with Parker and my first pregnancy…" She whispered in a hitched voice. Even though it's been ten years it still hurt like hell whenever she thought about the baby that she lost, the baby she at first didn't want but then she wanted, the baby she loved so much that died inside of her, the baby that she will never know, broke her hurt all over again. She took a deep breath to keep her tears at bay and continued talking. "When I got pregnant with our first child you were using condoms when we had sexual intercourse. The Booth sperm seem to be very determined to meet with an egg. Why do you think I encouraged you to get a vasectomy?"
"I don't think that even my amazing sperm could break through the barriers of a condom. Either there was a hole in the condom or if you recall we did some things prior to actual intercourse that got me really excited and probably one or two of my swimmers snuck out and made their way to up to your egg."
"Pre-ejaculate, I can't believe that I didn't of that when I got pregnant."
"Of course I didn't tell Parker that theory." Booth slung an arm around her shoulder and led her out of the kitchen. "Come on my darling Bones. Quit thinking about Parker having sex. We can trust him."
"Will Parker be angry with you that you told me that he is no longer a virgin?" She asked, grabbing her purse as he pushed her out the door.
"No. He told me that if it ever came up in conversation that I wasn't allowed to lie to you, that I could answer any question that you had but he asked that you not bring it up to him because it would embarrass him. Can you do that Bones?"
"Yes. I can do that." She mumbled and Booth just grinned.
"Do you have the bleacher cushions because sitting the metal bleachers causes my gluteal muscles to become very sore." She asked Booth when he got into the SUV.
"Yeah Bones. The cushions are in the back. I would never forget them because your ass is too precious to me and I don't want it to be sore." Bones couldn't help but giggle at his comment. She reached out and took his hand.
"You are one of a kind Seeley Booth."
"And that's one reason why you love me." Booth said, squeezing her hand.
"One of the many." She whispered.
"I found that game to increase my adrenaline." They were sitting on the bleachers waiting for Parker to change and meet them.
"Yeah Bones. It was exciting."
"Parker's passes are becoming more accurate with every game." Booth laughed at her observation of the game. When they first started coming to Parker's football games when he was a freshman Bones didn't know one thing about the game but because she loved Parker and always enjoyed the challenge of learning something new she immersed herself in the world of football and could rattle off Parker's stats like she could rattle off facts about Bones. She was a very proud football mom.
"He nailed every single one tonight and I think that's what won the game." Booth said proudly. As proud as Bones was of Parker, Booth was just as proud.
"Mom, dad." Booth and Bones turned around and saw Parker walking up the bleachers holing his girlfriend's hand.
"You played a very good game Parker." Bones told him.
"Thanks mom." Parker looked at his dad, waiting for a compliment.
"It was okay but I've seen better."
"BOOTH!" Bones gasped, slapping him on the arm.
"He's kidding mom." Parker looked at his dad. "Right dad?" Booth quickly put his son in a headlock and rubbed his head with his knuckles. "Ahh…dad." Parker laughed, wrestling away from his dad.
"You did a great job bub." Parker elbowed his father in his ribs.
"He sure did." Sarah, Parker's girlfriend piped up.
"Hello Sarah. How are you this evening?"
"Very good. Mrs. Booth. It was a great game, we won so that puts me in a great mood."
"I observed you during your encouragement routines…"
"Mom, it's called cheerleading." Parker interrupted.
"She knows that Parker. Your mom went to high school once where there were cheerleaders."
"As I was saying, as I was observing you I noticed how flexible you were." Parker turned bright red and Booth began to cough. "Are you okay Booth?"
"Yeah…Bones…I'm…fine." He answered between coughs.
"Flexibility is a requirement to be a cheerleader."
"I just never understood why the skirts have to be so short. Back in the 50's the cheerleaders skirts were ankle length. I think that the skirts should still be ankle length. Anthropologically speaking the short skirt says…" Parker looked desperately looked at his father, silently begging for his help to end this conversation.
"So what are your plans for the night you two?" Booth interrupted.
"Hey I wasn't finished …"
"Hunter is having a celebration party at his house."
"Parents?"
"Yeah dad." Parker said rolling his eyes.
"Be home at midnight."
"Dad it's a celebration. Can't I stay out later?"
"Your curfew has been extended tomorrow night for homecoming so if you would rather stay out later tonight instead of tomorrow…"
"You win. I'll be home by midnight." Parker relented.
"Have fun you two."
"Thank you Mr. Booth. I'm sure that we will." Sarah said grinning.
"Parker, hug your mother."
"Yes sir." Parker released Sarah's hand and walked up the bleacher and embraced his mother.
"Have fun tonight." Bones said returning his hug.
"I will. Thanks for coming tonight mom. I'm glad that you were here to see this awesome game."
"You know I wouldn't miss one of your games for anything."
"Not true. Murder is the only thing that keeps you away from my games."
"It was only one game and I couldn't risk anyone contaminating my scene."
"I know ma. I'm just messing with you." Parker leaned down and kissed her. "Love ya."
"I love you too." Bones reached out and took Parker's hand in her own and he felt something being placed in one of his hands. "Be safe tonight." She squeezed his hand. "You may want to make sure the pockets of your pants are empty before you put them in the laundry basket to be washed." With a wink she released his hand and walked away. Parker didn't have to open his hand to know what his mother placed in his hand and he was incredibly embarrassed but amused at the same time. "Oh Parker." He lifted his head and looked at Bones. "I wouldn't recommend using that one. It's been through the washing machine so you can't rely on its efficiency."
"Uhh…Thanks mom." Parker mumbled, shoving the condom in his back pocket.
"Chop chop Bones. I'm hungry and I want some dessert."
"Hungry. How on earth could you possibly be hungry? You ate dinner and then once we arrived here you have had three hot dogs, an order of nachos, cheese and salsa and a bag of popcorn. I would swear that your stomach is a black hole but I know better." Parker and Sarah walked away from the bickering couple who started walking to their car.
"I'm a growing boy Bones."
"That's ridiculous Booth. You are past the point of growing taller. The only growing you can do is wider." Booth patted his still, rock hard, flat stomach.
"There is not an ounce of fat on me."
"For now but eventually the crazy way you eat will catch up with you Seeley and then you will be a fat old man."
"I will never be a fat old man Bones."
"I am a scientist Booth and I know how the human body works." Booth walked up behind Bones, wrapped his arms around her waist, stopped her from walking and he pressed his body to hers.
"Well right now I know how my body is working." She grinned when she felt his hardness against her body. "And when I said that I wanted dessert I wasn't talking about food." He whispered in her ear, his breath on neck giving her goose bumps.
"Suddenly, I am in the mood for dessert as well."
"Let's go." Booth grunted as he leaned around her to open her door and then he practically pushed her in.
"Patience Mr. Booth. Good things come to those who wait." Before shutting her door he leaned forward and kissed her passionately.
"I love you." He breathed when they broke apart.
"I love you too. Now get your ass in here and get me home so we can have sex."
"Make love Bones. We don't have sex. We make love." She reached out, grabbed his sweatshirt and pulled him to her.
"Whatever it is that we do the end result is always the same." She whispered seductively. "You end up inside of me and that's what I want. I want that very badly."
"Bones." He groaned. Shutting her door and rushing over to his side. "Hold on baby." He warned her as he started the SUV and hit the gas.
Booth and Bones were lying in bed, their sweat covered bodies tangled up in each other sharing soft, gentle kisses and slow caresses over each other's bodies when the phone on Bones' nightstand rang. "Ignore it." Booth whispered as he buried his head between her breasts.
"It may be about Morgan. She might have had a bad dream or she may be sick."
"No." He whined as his wife untangled herself from him.
"Quit acting like a child." She rolled away from him and picked up the phone. "Hello?...This is she…Is he okay?...Yes…we will be there as soon as possible. Thank you for calling."
"Bones what's wrong?" He saw the look of panic cross her face during the phone call. "Is it Parker? Is he okay?"
"He was in a car accident Booth."
"Oh my God. Is he…"
"He is okay. The nurse said that he is pretty banged up but he is alive and conscious." They both were out of bed and dressing.
"Are you sure?" He asked her softly.
"That's what I was told."
"Let's go." They drove to the hospital clutching hands in silence with the exception of the siren that was blaring, both of them lost in their own thoughts regarding their son. Once they arrived at the hospital they rushed into the emergency room and found that it wasn't busy. They located the triage desk and were immediately taken back to Parker's cubicle and when they saw him, awake sitting on the bed they let out the breath that they had been holding.
"Hi mom. Hi dad." He slurred and Booth knew that his seventeen year old son was drunk and he was furious.
"Parker are you okay?" Bones asked rushing to him and hugging him tightly.
"Owww. Mom I'm fine."
"Then why did you wince?"
"Just a little sore from the accident."
"Take off your shirt."
"Mom."
"Do it now Parker."
"I've already been checked out by a doctor and he said that nothing was broken."
"He is not me. Now off with it young man." Parker knew that it was pointless to argue with his mother so he slowly and painfully removed his tee shirt. Bones examined his chest with a critical eye, gently placing her hands on his ribs and rubbing them over his bruises. His whole chest was covered in bruises. Booth noticed that one of his bruises ran across his chest where his seat belt was so at least Parker had his seatbelt on. "There are no broken ribs. You can put your shirt back on." Bones stepped back while Parker put his shirt back on.
"That's what the doctor said."
"Have you been drinking Parker?"
"No." He lied.
"Parker." Bones' eyes were flashing in anger.
"A sip or two."
"Don't lie to me Parker Seeley Booth."
"Yes ma'am I was drinking."
"And you got behind the wheel? You drove?" He nodded. "What are you stupid?"
"Dad."
"Don't expect me to defend you." Before any thing else could be said a cop walked into the cubicle.
"Feeling better Parker?" He asked.
"Yes sir."
"You're Parker's parents?" Booth nodded.
"Seeley Booth and my wife, Parker's mother Temperance Brennan-Booth."
"Your son was involved in a motor vehicle accident. At the scene I did a breathalyzer because I could smell alcohol and he blew over the legal limit."
"Was anyone else hurt?" Booth asked.
"No sir. Just a telephone pole. He was alone."
"Well that's something."
"As soon as his physician discharges your son, I'm going to have to take him to the station and process him."
"Dad, don't let him take me. You're an F.B.I. agent. You can stop him."
"Shut up Parker. Not another damn word."
"You're an F.B.I. agent?" Booth pulled out his badge and showed the cop.
"Kinda sad huh? I work for the F.B.I. and my genius son drinks and drive."
"Once your son is processed you can post bail and he will be released into your custody. You will be contacted on Monday with a court date. Do you have any questions?"
"Do we have to post bail?"
"Dad? Really?"
"Thank you Officer Michaels." Bones said and the cop left them alone.
"Are you really going to leave me in jail?"
"You drank and drove Parker. You are lucky as hell you didn't hurt yourself or anyone else. Jail is the least you deserve." Booth glared at his son, turned on his heel and walked away from his son.
"Mom." Parker whined.
"Your father is right but I will talk to him."
"I'm sorry." He whispered as tears filled his eyes and Bones took his hand.
"I know you are."
Parker was released from the hospital thirty minutes later and taken to the police station in the back seat of the police car. The cop would have been fine with allowing his parents to take him to the station but Booth wanted Parker to get the whole criminal experience, because now he was one. After spending an hour at the police station Parker was released into his parent's custody but Parker thought he would be better off in jail. His mom wore a constant look of disappointment, something he had never seen her wear before and he hated it. His dad, on the other hand, wasn't speaking at him and Parker didn't need words to know how angry he was. It didn't help matters either that whenever Parker did manage to make eye contact with his father all he got was a glare in return.
"Parker go to bed and we will talk in the morning." Bones said softly when they got home.
"Okay." He walked over and kissed Bones. "Night mom."
"Goodnight Parker."
"Goodnight dad." Booth ignored him. "Dad please say something." Parker begged.
"Trust me kid. You don't want to hear what I have to say."
"Yes I do." Booth turned around, his normally dark brown eyes were black with anger.
"Fine but just remember you asked for it."
"Booth, it's late. Let's save this for tomorrow. We should go to bed." Bones said softly.
"No. He wants to hear what I have so he is damn well going to hear it." He pointed to his son. "You. Sit." Parker slowly made his way over to the couch. "I have never been so pissed off and disappointed in you ever before and I never thought that I could feel this way about you, my own son."
"I'm so sorry dad." Parker whispered tearfully. "I wasn't thinking."
"Of course you weren't thinking. You were drunk." Booth took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. He was so angry and he was afraid that he would say something that he would regret. "Where did you get the alcohol?"
"From the party."
"No shit Sherlock. How did the alcohol get to the party because as far as I know none one of your damn friends are twenty one?"
"Hunter's brother. He is twenty one. He provided the alcohol."
"And his parents allowed this?" Parker didn't answer. "Hunter's parents weren't there were they?" Parker shook his head. "Did you know, when I asked you if Hunter's parents would not be at the party?" He nodded. "So you lied to my face, is that correct?" Again, Parker nodded. "No Parker I want to here you say it out loud, that you lied to me."
"I lied to you." Parker admitted.
"Jesus Parker, you're a liar and a drunk. We didn't raise you like that. I don't know who the hell you are."
"I'm sorry dad." Parker said again.
"Tell me, how did Sarah get home?" Parker looked as his dad and then at the floor. He knew his answer would send his dad over the edge. "Answer me Parker."
"I drove her home." He whispered so quietly that Booth didn't hear him.
"Speak up boy. I didn't hear you."
"I took her home." He yelled.
"Are you really that fucking stupid?" Booth screamed at his son.
"Booth. That's enough." Bones said, placing her hand on his deltoid muscle, in an attempt to calm him down but Booth ignored her. He was past the point of being calmed down.
"No. It's not enough Bones. It's not nearly enough." Booth continued to yell. "You could have killed your girlfriend Parker. You could have killed yourself or you could have killed an innocent person driving down the road, maybe a family that had kids in the car."
"But I didn't kill anyone. Sarah is fine and there isn't a dead family."
"That's besides the damn point Parker. You were just lucky that you didn't kill anyone. You make me sick and I am ashamed to be your father."
"Dad." Parker sobbed.
"Go to your room and get real comfortable because you aren't coming out for a very long time."
"What about homecoming tomorrow night?"
"Really? Did you really just ask me that? There is no way in hell that you are going to homecoming."
"But it's my senior year, my last one."
"Last year was your last one."
"This is so not fair."
"FAIR? You got behind the wheel of a car, with your girlfriend DRUNK!" Booth shouted. "Not going to homecoming is just the beginning. I hope that you enjoyed the game today because it was your last. You are done with football and probably baseball in the spring. You don't deserve to do anything that you enjoy."
"Come on dad."
"We're done for tonight."
"Please…"
"Go to your room. I can't even look at you." Parker slowly stood from the couch and went upstairs to his room, with tears streaming down his face.
"I'm going to bed." Booth mumbled.
"I'm coming too." Bones made sure the door was locked, set the alarm, turned out the light and followed Booth upstairs. Before she went into Parker's room where she found him on his bed sobbing quietly. Sitting next to him she ran her fingers through his hair in an attempt to soothe him.
"Dad…hates…me." He cried quietly.
"No Parker. He doesn't hate you. He is just angry right now."
"Are…you…mad…at…me?"
"Yes Parker. I'm angry with you." She admitted and Parker cried harder.
"I'm such…a screw up…and a…loser."
"You're not a loser. Yes, you screwed up and made a very big mistake but screwing up and making mistakes is a part of growing up. Your dad may be mad at you but he still loves you. Nothing you can do will ever change that."
"You're wrong."
"Parker I am rarely ever wrong." She leaned down and placed a kiss on his forehead. "I love you."
"I love you too."
"Try to get some sleep and things will look better in the morning."
Things did not look better the next morning or the following two mornings after that. Booth was still so angry that he didn't even want to speak to his son. Over the weekend Parker only came out of his room for dinner, when Bones forced him to and no one spoke except for Morgan who never seemed to run out of things to say. On Monday when Parker returned to school his dad had to take him and the SUV was full of tension that it could be cut by a knife.
The following day, Tuesday was Parker's court appearance. Bones was giving testimony for a case and Booth wasn't scheduled to give his testimony until the afternoon so he was the one who escorted Parker to court.
"Parker Booth." The judge said. Parker looked at his father, with fear in his eyes and Booth nodded. Parker stood and made his way to the front. "Mr. Booth you have been charged with driving while intoxicated, underage drinking and reckless endangerment with a car. How do you plead?"
"Guilty."
"Mr. Booth have you ever partook in an alcohol beverage before."
"N..n…no sir."
"Do you know what the legal age is to partake in alcohol beverages?"
"Twenty one."
"So why, at age seventeen were you drinking?"
"I gave in to peer pressure your honor."
"I appreciate your honesty." The judge began to flip through Parker's file. "Considering that this is your first offense, you have no history of getting into trouble, you go to a private school and get exceptionally good grades I am sentencing you to thirty days in Hearthstone, a juvenile detention facility." Parker nodded and glanced behind him and saw that his dad was looking at the floor. "Now I am willing to suspend this sentence with certain restrictions. Would you like to hear what I am offering?"
"Yes..ss…yes sir."
"Probation until you are twenty one. The terms of your probation would be as follows; you are not be at any function, party or bar where alcohol is served unless you are under the direct supervision of your parents so for example you can be at a restaurant that serves alcohol as long as your parents are there. Is that clear?"
"Yes sir."
"If you are found to be in the presence of alcohol while on probation you will have to serve your sentence."
"I understand your honor."
"You will also be required to serve 350 hours of community service including picking up highway trash and going to local schools and youth centers talking about the dangers of drinking and driving."
"I can do that."
"Last but not least your driver's license will be suspended for 1 year starting today. Do you agree to all of the following terms?"
"I do your honor."
"Parker you can make this a valuable learning experience that will disappear from your record when you turn twenty one since this incident occurred when you were a minor or you can make another stupid decision and this will follow you for the rest of your life. Do you understand what I am trying to say?" Parker nodded solemnly. "I have a feeling that you will make a good choice. Don't let me down young man."
"I won't sir. Thank you." The judge slammed his gavel and it was over. After paperwork was signed Parker and Booth walked out of the courtroom.
"You should call mom and leave her a message about the outcome. I know that she is anxious." Booth said as he handed Parker his cell phone.
"Yes sir." After Parker made the call he sat silently in the passenger seat of the SUV holding his dad's phone.
"Hungry?" Booth asked as he pulled in front of the diner.
"I…uh…yes sir." Booth put the SUV in park, removed the keys and got out.
"You coming?" Parker jumped out of the SUV and followed his dad into the diner.
Grabbing a table they quickly ordered and sat in silence until their food came. "You handled yourself real well in court today. I'm proud of you."
"You shouldn't be. I've really screwed up."
"I owe you an apology Parker. I said some really horrible things to you on Saturday morning that I didn't mean. I was angry and I never should have said them. I'm sorry bub."
"Don't be sorry dad. I deserved it." Booth nodded in agreement.
"You did deserve most of it but not all of it. I am not ashamed of you. I never have been and I never will. You don't make me sick. You make me proud to be your father, especially today. You stepped up and took responsibility like a man and that makes me proud son. You made a huge stupid mistake but it could have been a lot worse and I'm so glad it wasn't."
"Dad I'm so sorry." Parker said as he wiped away his tears. "I never wanted to disappoint you." Booth reached out and took his hand.
"I am disappointed but I'll get over it. I love you Parks and again, I'm sorry for the horrible things I said."
"I love you too dad."