I own none of the characters of Bones.
Years ago
Booth was putting some water in the small hand-held cooler when he heard his cell phone ringing from a distance. He walked through the kitchen, the dining room and finally the living room where the ringing got louder but suddenly stopped. "Dammit." He muttered. "Morgan what the hell did you do with my cell phone?" He yelled.
"I didn't have it." She yelled back, walking into the living room.
"Don't lie to me Morgan. I saw you playing games on it."
"Opps I forgot." Booth had to turn around so she wouldn't see his grin. He had a major weakness when it came to Morgan mainly because she looked just like her mother with the exception of her eyes; she had her father's chocolate brown eyes. She had him wrapped around her little finger and she knew it and sometimes she used it to her advantage.
"Yeah sure you did. You know I don't care if you play the games on my phone but you need to put it back where you found it. I use that phone for work. Understand me?"
"Yes sir." She mumbled, pushing her bottom lip out in a pout.
"Where did you have it last?"
"In here."
"I know that much angel. Where at in here?" Before she could answer his phone began to ring again.
"I hear it." She exclaimed.
'Good. Now help me find it." Father and daughter began to search for the phone as it rang.
"I found it." Morgan announced triumphantly as she pulled her father's phone out from in between the couch cushions. She glanced at the caller ID and then opened up the phone. "Hi mommy. Daddy lost his phone and I had to help him find it." Booth shook his head as he listened to Morgan talk to her mom. "No. Yeah. I said yes. On Monday. Sure. I miss you too. Here's daddy." Morgan pulled the phone away from her ear and started to hand it to Booth. He gave her a look and she returned the phone to her ear. "Oh yeah, I love you mommy."
"Now will you please go get ready? We need to leave in fifteen minutes." Booth asked her as she returned the phone to him.
"But I…"
"Go." He watched as she sulked out of the living room. "Hey Bones."
"You lost your phone huh?"
"No your daughter lost my phone. She was playing the games on it and left it between the couch cushions."
"I figured as much." Bones said with a laugh.
"So how is it going?"
"I'm bored and ready to come home." Bones was on a book signing tour for her latest book. She had been gone for almost one week and she missed her family.
"I'm ready for you to come home."
"I'll bet you are."
"It's hard to parent two kids alone. I am in awe of single parents. I don't know how they do it." Booth sighed into the phone when he heard yelling from upstairs. "Knock it off you two." He yelled up the stairs. "Thursday night can't come soon enough." Booth was flying to New York on Thursday night to meet her at the end of her tour so they could celebrate their anniversary together, alone.
"For me as well. I can't wait to be with you, alone, for two whole days."
"Me too baby. I have some great plans for us."
"So do I. I want to go to the Natural History Museum. I want…"
"Hang on there Bones. My plans involve us not leaving our hotel."
"Dad she's doing it again. She's calling me an alcoholic and it's really starting to piss me off." Parker complained. Since Parker's arrest for drunk driving Morgan has been tormenting him by calling him an alcoholic.
"Morgan get down here right now." Booth shouted up the stairs. "Bones I hate to cut this short but I have to deal with your daughter."
"She is our daughter Booth."
"I know but when she is being a pain in the ass, like her mother often is, I like to give you the credit."
"I am not a pain in the ass."
"Bye Bones. I love you."
"Call me later. I love you too." Booth sadly ended the call.
"I swear to God dad, if she does it again I'm going to throttle her." Parker muttered.
"I'll handle it Parker. Morgan Christine, get your butt down here now."
"Yeah sure you are."
"What the hell does that mean?"
"Morgan never gets in trouble. She gets away with everything." Booth took a deep breath to calm himself down. Both Parker and Morgan were pushing his buttons and he was ready to lose it.
"Maybe you should just let me be the parent here okay?"
"Whatever dad."
"Knock it off Parker." Booth growled.
"What's up daddy?" Morgan asked sweetly as joined Parker and her dad wearing her hockey gear.
"Did you call your brother an alcoholic again?"
"Really dad? You're asking her."
"Get out Parker." Booth glared at his son until he retreated into the kitchen. "Now how about answering my question young lady?" Morgan knew by the look on her dad's face that he was not happy with her.
"Yes sir." She mumbled.
"Excuse me? I didn't hear you."
"Yes sir." She repeated louder.
"Why Morgs, after mom and I have repeatedly asked you not to?"
"Because he makes me so mad so I call him an alcoholic because it makes him mad and I'm not lying when I call him that. He is an alcoholic."
"I am not you stupid brat." Parker yelled as he walked back into the living room. "An alcoholic is someone who drinks everyday. I only drank one time you idiot."
"I would rather be a brat then an alcoholic." Morgan shot back and Parker lunged at his sister, only to be stopped by his father.
"Enough. Both of you." Booth shouted. "Parker you are eighteen years old and you're acting like you are Morgan's age, calling her names for crying out loud. She is pushing your buttons and you are letting her. Just act like the adult you think you are and let it roll off your back." He turned to his baby. "Now you young lady have gone too far. I told you many times that we or more specifically you are not to bring up that night up again. Parker made a very bad decision Morgan, something that he is not proud of, but he is paying for that decision and he doesn't need you making him feel any worse about it. I have asked you nicely, I asked you meanly, I've yelled at you, and I have punished you but obviously you have not learned your lesson."
"Yes I have daddy. I have learned my lesson. I promise."
"If you have then we wouldn't be having this conversation Morgan. You are grounded for two weeks. No computer, no TV, no video games, no hockey. In fact no fun at all."
"But I have a game today."
"Not anymore sweetheart. You will be going to the game but you will be sitting on the bench watching." Morgan's coach is great about not allowing the girls to play if their parents have a reason for them not to and it helped that Booth was the assistant coach. He had wanted to be the head coach but his job and the possibility to be called away because of a murder at any time was high, he chose to be the assistant.
"This is so not fair." Morgan screeched tearfully.
"You should have thought of that before opening your mouth."
"Well I'm not going to the game if I can't play."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not."
"Morgan, if you don't go to the game today then you will not play another game this season."
"Oh. My. God." Morgan screamed at the top of her lungs. "I freaking hate you Parker."
"ENOUGH." Booth yelled at his daughter. "Go get in the van. We are leaving in five minutes. If I hear one more nasty comment come out of your mouth you will be done playing for the rest of season. Do I make myself clear?" Morgan glared at him and then stomped away from him to the car.
"Do I have to go dad? I'm not really in the mood to be around her today."
"You can stay home."
"Thanks." Booth walked to the kitchen to grab the cooler. "Have fun with Miss. Mary Sunshine."
"Yeah. I'm sure I will."
"Morgan, slow down." Booth yelled from the sidelines. Even though Morgan wasn't playing she still had to warm up with her team and at this moment she was letting her frustrations with her dad out by skating like a mad woman across the ice.
"Your daughter sure is a pistol Seeley." Coach Wood commented.
"You have no idea. She is a handful, just like her mother." Booth resumed watching the girls warming up when he saw it happen, like in slow motion and there wasn't a damn thing he could do to stop it.
Morgan was skating full speed ahead, not really watching where she was going and she plowed straight into two other girls. Booth watched helplessly as his daughter flew through the air. "MORGAN!" He cried as she crumpled to the ground. In an instant he was out on the ice rushing to his baby. Unfortunately, he wasn't wearing his skates so his rushing was very slow. He slipped and almost fell twice before he reached his sobbing daughter. When he reached Morgan his stomach recoiled when he saw the unnatural position her leg was in.
"Daddy." Morgan sobbed as soon as she saw her father, her protector. "Daddy, it hurts." Booth dropped onto the ice and cradled her upper body in his lap.
"Shhh baby. Daddy's here" He crooned in her ear.
"Sir, the ambulance is on the way." One of the rink attendants said to Booth.
"My leg daddy. It hurts." Morgan sobbed.
"I know Angel." Booth felt helpless. If he could he would break his own leg in a second if Morgan's could be unbroken but since that wasn't an option he did the next best thing; he held his little girl tightly, whispered words of strength and encouragement to her while he ran his fingers through her hair.
After what seemed like an eternity of pain and agony the ambulance finally arrived. Booth was asked to release his little girl and move away from her so they could work on her. He reluctantly let go and his heart was torn to shreds as she cried for him. "Please, can you give her something for the pain?" He asked desperately. He couldn't handle seeing her so miserable.
"How old is your daughter?"
"Her name is Morgan and she is nine, almost ten years old."
"Does she have any health problems or any allergies?"
"No. No she is perfectly healthy and she has no allergies. Please, she is in so much pain. Can't you do something?" Booth begged.
"Yes sir. We will." Booth watched as they gave her s shot and Morgan was in so much pain that she didn't even flinch. After they finished their cursory exam they put a neck brace on Morgan, then carefully moved her onto the back board and finally onto the gurney.
"Awwww. Daddy." She screamed in agony and Booth rushed to console her. "Hurts daddy."
"I'm right here angel."
"Sir we need to move now."
"Yeah. Sure." Booth moved out of the way and the paramedics wheeled his sobbing daughter out of the ice rink.
"Are you coming with us or following?" Morgan was scared and crying hard so it really wasn't a choice. He was not going to leave his daughter's side.
"I'm coming with." He would figure out a way to back to his truck another time.
"Then hop in." Booth nodded, climbed in the ambulance and took a seat on the bench next to Morgan,
"Okay baby. We're going to the hospital and get you all better."
"I…want…mommy." She blubbered.
"So do I angel. So do I."
"I just love all of your books but this one is by far my favorite."
"Thank you for reading. Here is your book Brittany." This woman had been standing at the table for the past ten minutes talking and Bones could not get her to leave. During this never ending conversation Booth had called her cell phone but she had been unable to answer it because of this woman, standing here, talking to her.
"I know that you work with the F.B.I. so does the cases you work on give you the ideas for your books? The plots and the twists are so fascinating. I can never figure out who the criminal is until it is reveled in the book."
"That is the point of a good book. If the criminal is reveled too soon then there is no reason to finish reading the book." Suddenly her phone began vibrating on the table next to her. Glancing down at the caller ID she saw it was Booth again.
"Oh is that your partner? Is there a case?"
"I'm sorry Brittany but you'll have to excuse me." Grabbing her phone she stood and walked away. She was curious as to why he was calling. He knew she was at a book signing and she knew that he should be at Morgan's hockey game so now that he had called twice within the past ten minutes had her curiosity peaked and she found herself slightly worried. "Booth, what's wrong?" She asked as she answered the phone.
"Morgan." He managed to get out.
"Morgan what? Is she okay?"
"Bones…"
"Dammit Booth. Tell me what happened."
"Her leg. Morgan broke her leg at hockey today."
"What? How the hell did that happen? Weren't you watching her?"
"It was an accident." He mumbled meekly. He already felt like total crap and her accusations weren't helping.
"What kind of break was it? What bones exactly were broken?"
"I…I don't know yet. They still haven't taken her to get the x-ray yet. All I know is that it looked really bad and she is in a lot of pain. She's been crying for you Bones."
"I'm coming home. Give me a few minutes to find a flight home and I'll call you right back."
"She really needs you here Bones."
"I know. Tell her I love her." She quickly ended the call and went and found her publicist.
"Dr. Brennan is everything okay?"
"No. Everything is not okay. My daughter has been in an accident and I need to get home. Is the car still outside?"
"Yes it's there."
"I need to get to the airport right away. Can you have your assistant pack up my room and ship my belongings home? I can't waste any time getting home."
"Absolutely. Go through the back exit and I'll take care of this crowd."
"Thank you." Bones grabbed her purse and made a beeline for the exit. In the back of the limo, on the way to the airport Bones began making phone calls to arrange a flight home and she was lucky enough to find a direct flight to D.C. was leaving the airport in forty five minutes and she would make it in just enough time. After reserving a ticket she called her husband.
"Booth." He answered. With just that one short word uttered, Bones could hear the worry in his voice.
"How is she?"
"Oh hey Bones. They just took her for her x-rays. I'm waiting outside for her to get done. She's in so much pain Bones and I can't do anything for her." Bones knew that Booth's inability to take away her hurt was the worst part of this ordeal for him.
"I found a flight that leaves shortly. I should be home within two to two and a half hours. Please, if she is not too miserable try to hold off on any surgery or casting until I can be there to make sure that they know what they are doing. If it gets to be too much for her, then let the doctors do what needs to be done."
"I think I can manage that. Her doctor told me that if Morgan will require surgery it will be a few hours because the OR's are booked."
"Who is seeing her?"
"A Dr. Walsh. I knew that you wouldn't approve of a resident seeing our girl so a real grown up orthopedic doctor is taking care of her."
"Very good job Booth."
"Do you want me to call Ange to pick you up?"
"That's not necessary. I'll take a cab."
"Just be careful. They are bringing her out now Bones. I gotta go. I'll see you in a few hours. Love ya."
"I love you too." As soon as she hung up the phone, the tears that had been threatening to fall since she first received the news about Morgan finally began to fall silently as the worry about her daughter and the thought of her baby in pain broke her and she couldn't get to her fast enough.
"Dad?" Booth's head shot up when he heard Parker's voice from the doorway. "The…uh…cab is waiting."
"Oh yeah." Booth pulled his wallet out of his pocket and tossed it to his son.
"Thanks. I'll be right back." When Morgan was brought to the hospital Booth called Parker and asked him to join him. Since Parker wasn't driving Booth suggested that Parker call a cab and he'll pay for it when he gets here. Morgan moaned and opened her eyes.
"Hey angel. Parker is here and mommy is on her way."
"My leg hurts."
"I'll see if a nurse can get you some more." Booth pressed the call button. "I am so proud of you Morgs. You are such a brave girl."
"Brave like you and mom?"
"Are you kidding me angel? You are so much braver then me. If I was the one in this bed I would be the world's biggest wuss."
"He's right Morgs." Parker contributed from the doorway. With a grin, he joined his father and sister. "Dad can't handle pain. He cries like a big baby man and whines like a kid whenever he gets hurt or sick." A small giggle escaped from Morgan. "Did you know that dad is afraid to go to the dentist?"
"No he's not." A nurse walked in and Booth nodded at her, indicating that it was okay to give Morgan her pain medicine. Thankfully, Parker was distracting her from her pain with humiliating stories about him but it was worth it if Morgan felt better.
"Oh he is. Mom told me a story that once Dad had a bad infected tooth. He kept whining and complaining about it but he wouldn't go to the dentist. He kept telling mom that he would go when it got bad but it was bad. Mom said he just used it as an excuse not to go because he was too scared to go. When mom tried to look at his tooth, he was freaking out before she even touched it. She said it was hilarious."
"You're afraid of the dentist?" Morgan asked. Booth could see her eyes glazing over and he knew that the pain meds were taking effect.
"It's sad to admit it but yeah angel. Your big strong dad is afraid of the dentist." Morgan began to giggle uncontrollably.
"That's so funny daddy. I'm not afraid to go to the dentist."
"I know that angel. That's why you're my brave girl."
"I want my mommy." Morgan whispered and began to cry.
"She'll be here soon angel. I promise." Booth soothed but his words did not do the trick. Morgan just continued to cry for her mom and Booth wasn't offended or even hurt by this. He knew that when kids were sick or hurting, no matter how close they were to their dad the only thing that could make them feel better or stop hurting was their mother's touch and right now, this was were Morgan was.
"Mr. Booth. It's time for surgery." Dr. Walsh announced.
"Can we wait a few more minutes? My wife should be here any minute and she needs, no she and Morgan both need to see each other before the surgery."
"We can't wait much longer."
"Parks, call your mom's phone and see where she is." Booth ordered.
"Yes sir." Just as Parker took his cell phone out of his pocket Bones burst into the room, bypassing the doctor, Parker and Booth and going straight for her daughter.
"Mommy." Morgan sobbed as soon as she saw her mother.
"Oh my sweet Morgan." Bones gently wrapped her daughter in her arms and held her tightly. "I'm sorry that I wasn't here honey."
"My leg is broke." She mumbled into her mother's neck. "They have to operate."
"Is it okay if I talk to your doctor?"
"Yeah." Bones stood and kissed her head. "Daddy and I will be right outside the hall if you need us and Parker will stay in here with you won't you Parker?"
"I sure will." Booth and Bones linked hands and followed the doctor out into the hall.
"Mrs. Booth, I'm Dr. Walsh."
"It's Dr. Brennan- Booth." Bones held out her hand. "I would like to see Morgan's x-rays please."
"Well Mrs…err…I mean Dr. Brennan-Booth. I can just tell you what I found on the x-ray. Seeing them really isn't necessary." Booth had to cough to cover up his laugh. Poor Dr. Walsh, he had no idea what he had just said.
"I am a Forensic Anthropologist who works with the FBI. I specialize in identifying human remains and do you know how I identify those remains?" The poor doctor shook his head. "I identify them by their bones. I know more about the 206 bones in the human body then you'll ever know so that's why it's necessary for me to see my daughter's x-rays. Do you understand?"
"I do and I apologize. Please follow me and we'll look at those x-rays."
"You go ahead Bones. You know all the talk about bones goes right over my head."
"But she is your daughter too Booth."
"I know Bones but I also know that you'll make the right decision regarding Morgan's surgery."
"If you're sure?"
"I'm sure. The kids and I will be right here waiting for you."
"I'll be back in a few minutes." Booth leaned over and quickly planted a kiss on his wife's lips and they both went their separate ways.
"Tell me exactly what happened." Bones demanded an hour later. Morgan was up in surgery and the while her family was in the cafeteria grabbing a late dinner even though none of them were really hungry.
"Morgs and I got into a fight. She was being mean and ruthless towards Parker."
"She kept on calling me an alcoholic." Parker interjected.
"That child." Bones mumbled, trying to hide a grin but it didn't work.
"It's not funny mom."
"You're right it's not and I'm sorry Parker. It just amazes me that a nine your old can push your buttons as well as she does."
"Anyway, I punished her. Grounded her, took everything away from her that she likes, including playing in today's game so she was furious. Even though she wasn't playing she had to warm up anyway which I think pissed her off more, knowing she had to warm up but not play so she was skating around the rink like a mad woman and she collided with another player." Booth said miserably.
"It's not your fault Booth." Bones knew that he was blaming himself for their daughter's actions and subsequent injury.
"If I wouldn't have punished her then she wouldn't be up in surgery right now."
"It's not your fault." Bones repeated. "She needed to be punished."
"Maybe I should have punished her after the game or maybe…"
"Booth enough. Second guessing the events of today aren't going to change anything. She is a strong willed child and possibly, if you would have waited then she could have done something at home and we would still be sitting here right now. This is not your fault. Morgan is responsible for her own actions. She knew how fast she was skating and what could happen because of her recklessness. You have drilled it into her head often enough. This is just a sad, hard lesson for our daughter to learn."
"Don't worry dad. Morgs is a strong kid. She'll be fine. In fact, she will milk this broken leg for all it's worth." Parker said wisely and the table started laughing because they know how true that statement is.
An hour later Morgan was out of surgery and in a private room with a bright purple cast attached to her leg. Bones had examined the post operative x-rays and approved of the resetting of the bones in Morgan's legs, confident that they would heal properly. The doctor told them that with physical therapy Morgan will be as good as new. Because of the anesthesia Morgan wouldn't wake until morning so it was decided that Booth and Parker would go home for the night and Bones would spend the night with Morgan at the hospital. Booth and Bones sent Parker to the hospital entrance to hail a cab while they said goodbye. "Will you please bring me some fresh clothes when you return in the morning?"
"Who said that I'm coming back?" Booth said with a smile. "Tomorrow is Sunday after all and I do have mass."
"Yeah right. You'll probably be back here before the sun rises tomorrow. I know that you don't want to leave."
"You're right. I don't want to leave her but I'm okay with leaving her because I know that if she wakes up, scared, in the middle of the night you'll be here."
"I'm not going to leave her side."
"You're such a great mom Bones."
"And you're a great father Booth."
"My daughter is lying in a hospital bed with a broken leg. I don't feel like such a great dad." Bones took a few steps to her husband, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him until they could no longer breathe.
"Feel better?"
"I'm getting there. Maybe another one of those amazing kisses will help me feel better."
"I think that can be arranged." With a sweet smile, Bones captured his lips with hers and she kissed him until they were interrupted by a groan from the hospital bed. Booth quickly broke away from Bones and rushed to Morgan's side.
"It's okay angel. Mommy and daddy are here." Booth whispered but she didn't respond.
"She's sleeping Booth."
"But she groaned. Do you think that she is in pain?"
"We would know it if she was. She would be awake and howling in pain."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes Booth. I'm sure." Bones took his hand in hers. "She's resting comfortably and you should go and do the same."
"If anything…"
"I'll call you if anything changes." Booth nodded, leaned down and kissed Morgan's head and then he kissed his wife. "I'll see you in the morning."
"Goodnight Bones. I love you and I'm sorry about this."
"I love you too and don't be sorry." They shared one more kiss before Booth left and Bones settled in the chair next to Morgan for the night.
"Daddy I need more to drink." Morgan yelled from the living room where she had been camped out since she came home from the hospital. Parker was right, sensing her father's guilt, Morgan was milking her broken leg for all it's worth, at least where her father was concerned. Booth was tending to Morgan's every need and then some while Bones on the other hand wasn't so tendey. She had sympathy for her daughter and she took care of her like any good mother would do but she didn't go overboard like Booth but then again, Morgan didn't have her wrapped around her finger like Booth was. "Daddy. I'm thirsty."
"Well go to the kitchen and get something to drink." Booth told her walking into the living room. He loved his girl and still felt guilty as hell but he knew this whole waiting on Morgan's every demand had to stop. She has been home from the hospital for five days, in a relatively small amount of pain and she has done nothing for herself.
"Daddy, I'm on crutches.
"What's your point angel?"
"I can't walk with crutches and a drink." She batted her eyes at her father.
"That's why I made you this." Booth presented her with a cup, book and anything else that would fit carrier.
"What is that?" Morgan asked with a disgusted look.
"Hey that hurts. I worked hard on this."
"Looks like you could have worked a little bit harder."
"It may not look like much but it was made with love."
"Oh please."
"Let me tell you how this works. You hook it around your waist and then you put your cup or whatever else you want to carry."
"If I put a cup in there it will spill all over the place when I start hobbling around." Morgan said proudly.
"That's why there is a cup with a lid for you on the kitchen counter."
"What am I three?" Morgan gasped.
"No of course not. The lid is not there because you are little. The lid is there to you can transport a drink from place to another."
"Whatever. I'm not using it."
"Then I guess that you'll just be thirsty."
"Come on daddy. Please?"
"Sorry Angel. You've had your every need attended to lately when you are perfectly capable of doing this yourself. This cast is going to be on your leg for the nest six weeks so you need to start doing things for yourself."
"I can't."
"You are your mother's daughter and you can do anything that you want. I will help you but I'm not going to do it for you."
"This is so not fair." Morgan grumbled, crossing her arms across her chest.
"Life is not fair angel. Better to learn that fact now instead of later." Morgan didn't respond so Booth just kissed the top of her head and walked away. "Oh by the way, you are eating dinner with us at the table tonight." Booth smiled when he heard her grumbling as he left her alone. He knew that she would grumble and complain but eventually, to prove to herself that it could be done, she would do what was required of her.
Fifteen minutes later Booth came out of his home office and saw the living room couch empty. Smiling to himself he snuck quietly to the kitchen and from the doorway he watched his determined, stubborn daughter pour herself something to drink. "Quit watching me. It's creeping me out." Morgan mumbled without even turning around. She definitely has her father's senses.
"Sorry kiddo. I don't mean to be creepy. Can I help you out?"
"No. I can do it." Booth was amazed at how quickly Morgan's attitude went from "I can't do it" to "I can do it by myself. She was one stubborn and determined child which could be a pain in the ass sometimes but in the long run he knew that those traits would take her far in life. Being stubborn and determined would help her accomplish anything that she set her mind too.
"Yell if you anything. I'll be in my office."
"Daddy?" Morgan said softly before Booth could leave.
"Yeah sweetheart?"
"I never got to tell you that I'm sorry for being such a brat before I broke my leg." Booth walked over to his baby, wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly.
"I understand that being a brat is part of being a girl…" He couldn't resist messing with her.
"Hey!" Morgan spat.
"But I really appreciate the apology."
"Not all girls are brats."
"Sure they're not. Did you apologize to your brother?"
"No" She mumbled.
"Do you think you should?" Morgan nodded her head. "Well then maybe you should. "You know that I love you and even being a brat won't change that, ever, right?"
"I know daddy. I love you too and being a man won't change that." Booth burst out laughing.
"Morgan Christine Booth."
"Don't forget that you love me." She taunted.
"How could I possibly?" Booth said with a loving smile.
"Now who on earth could that be?" Bones asked. They all had just sat down to dinner when the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it." Parker said quickly as he jumped up from the table. Booth and Bones sent each other a questioning look because Parker seemed a little too anxious to get the door. Shrugging their shoulders they continued to dish out the food. A minute later they heard a very familiar voice, along with Parker's.
"Grandpa Max." Morgan squealed when she saw her grandfather enter the dining room.
"Max." Even though Max has been back in Bones' life for years Booth still hadn't warmed up to Max and figured that he never would. He was perfectly pleasant around the old man but it never went beyond that. Booth just couldn't get over that he left Bones as a child.
"Dad, what are you doing here?" Bones asked.
"Hello to you too honey." Max then turned his attention to the apple of his eye, Morgan. "How is my favorite girl? How is the leg cupcake?"
"It's all good grandpa."
"Dad what are you doing here?" Bones repeated as Max took a seat next to Morgan.
"Parker, go grab your grandpa a plate will you?" Parker immediately headed to the kitchen.
"Whoa Max, who invited you to dinner?" Booth mumbled only to be kicked under the table by his wife. "Oww."
"Dad."
"Don't you two have an anniversary weekend planned?"
"We did but we cancelled it because of Morgan's leg. I told you that."
"I rescheduled it for you two." Parker announced.
"Excuse me?" Booth had chosen that moment to take a drink and he proceeded to choke on it.
"I made a reservation for you two at a hotel." Booth and Bones could see the pride in their son's eyes. "With grandpa's help of course."
"And grandpa's credit card to hold the room." Max added. "Pass the mashed potatoes sport."
""Parker, that is the sweetest thing that you could have done but we can't leave your sister." Bones explained gently, so that she wouldn't hurt his feelings.
"You can leave me." Morgan piped up. She was thrilled at the thought of spending time with her grandfather.
"I figured that you say that mom so that's why the hotel is only twenty minutes away for a normal person. With dad's siren and the way he drives it would only take you ten minutes to get here." Parker told her.
"You have really thought this through haven't you?" Parker nodded and everyone could see that Bones was relenting.
"So what do you say sweetheart? You really don't want to disappoint Parker after he did all of this hard work do you?" Booth wisely played the Parker card.
"Well…"
"I'll be fine mommy." Morgan insisted. "Really I will be."
"What do you think Booth?"
"A night in a bed with just you, oh yeah I'm in." Everyone began to laugh. Since Morgan came home from the hospital, she has taken up a semi-permanent residence in her parent's bed at night.
"Dad are you sure that you can handle things?"
"I have taken care of children before honey. I think that I can handle things. I've got big plans this weekend, plans I made when you scheduled your original trip, plans that I don't want to cancel."
"Grandpa got us suite tickets to tomorrow night's hockey game." Morgan announced. She couldn't contain her excitement.
"After dinner I'll go over all of the information that you need to care for Morgan's leg." Bones relented and Booth began to shovel his dinner in his mouth. He couldn't finish his meal quick enough.
Booth awoke the morning of his tenth wedding anniversary in the warm embrace of his beautiful wife. Pulling himself up on an elbow he stared at the woman next to him. If she hadn't been lying next to him he wouldn't have believed that this was the same woman he met some thirteen years ago. The woman he met thirteen years ago was a smart; know it all and honestly, a bitch. Bones thought she knew everything and God, she was set in her stubborn ways. She didn't believe in love. According to the great Dr. Temperance Brennan the feeling of love was just a chemical reaction and now she tells him she loves him everyday, sometimes multiple times a day. She didn't believe in monogamy. In the past, she had been known to date more than one man at the same time, sleeping with one while gaining intellectual satisfaction from another and for the past ten plus years, she has been sleeping in his arms.
Thirteen years ago Temperance Brennan didn't believe in marriage. Even though she readily admitted that she was in love she continued to declare that she didn't need a piece of paper to be committed but when Booth finally proposed, the second time she accepted and now, today was officially their tenth wedding anniversary. The biggest change that Bones made was her desire for children. When they met, she did not want children and Booth thought that she would never waiver from that choice. After Bones lost their first baby Booth assumed that Parker would be the only child that he would ever have and he was perfectly content with that so when he woke up from his coma and discovered that Bones was pregnant he was so happy. Bones was always worried that she wouldn't know how to be a good mother but Booth knew, without a doubt, by watching her love and care for Parker, that she would be a wonderful mother and from the second that Morgan was born, she has been a wonderful mother to both Morgan and Parker. Besides Rebecca, Parker couldn't have asked for a better mother then Bones.
The covers had slipped down to her waist while they slept so Booth allowed his eyes to graze over every delicious, groove, depression and elevation of his wife's gorgeous body. He knew that he would never tire of looking at, touching, kissing or making love to her. He wondered how she managed to stay so soft and smell so good all of the time. For the past two days they had stayed cooped up in this room making love. With their busy schedules and kids they didn't make love as often as they would have liked to and when they did it was quick and quiet because they didn't want to risk being caught but they definitely made up for it these last two days. They made love, slow and sweet, passionately and hard and fast. They made love in every conceivable position and they made love in practically every spot in their room and bathroom. They were acting like two horny teenagers that couldn't get enough of each other. Booth found himself grinning as his eyes settled on her breasts and her nipples pearled in anticipation. Even in her sleep, her body wanted him. Not being able to resist, he leaned forward and took her nipple in his mouth.
"Mmmm." Bones mumbled. "Good morning." She reached over and rang his fingers through his dark hair, encouraging him to continue feasting on her breasts.
"Good morning beautiful." Booth said as he kissed his way up her body until his lips finally were pressed to hers.
"Kissing you never gets old." Bones sighed when they finally broke apart.
"Happy anniversary sweetheart."
"Oh yeah. Happy anniversary."
"Oh yeah?" He knew she was joking but he had to mess with her. "Did you forget that ten years ago today I made you the happiest woman in the world?"
"That's a big assumption Mr. Booth."
"I'm not assuming anything that hasn't been introduced as evidence Dr. Brennan."
"You're awfully cocky now aren't you?" Bones raised an eyebrow.
"I'm getting there." Booth adjusted his body so he could press his growing erection into her thigh. Just before he lowered himself on top of her so they could pick up where they left off at the night before, she placed her hands on his chest, thus stopping him from his goal. "Bones." He complained.
"I did not forget that today is our anniversary Booth."
"I know you were just joking Bones."
"These past ten years have been the happiest of my life. It's because of you that I have a family, my own family, something that I never thought that I would have again. You have shown me that love doesn't always mean leaving. You have shown me that love means staying and loving unconditionally. I never believed in soul mates but now I do. I know that I have found my soul mate and it's you Booth."
"I damn well better be." He joked.
"You know you are. Thank you for giving me everything I thought I didn't want."
"Thank you for giving me your heart. I hope that you know that I will treasure it everyday."
"I have no doubt about that. What did I ever do to deserve you?"
"You were born sweetheart."
"I love you Seeley Booth and I will love you until the day I day."
"Nah Bones. You will love me forever."
"There is no such thing as forever." Bones argued.
"Oh yes Temperance. Forever most definitely exists."
"There is no…"
"Shut up and kiss me Bones."
"As you wish Booth." She pulled him on top of her and kissed him hard.
"I love you." Booth grunted when he came up for air. "I love you so much." He repeated as they joined together and become one. Even after ten years of making love, the sex was not old. They both made points to seek out new, exciting ways to turn their partner on. The sex was still amazing and this morning was no different. They connected sexually on such an intense level that it continued to blow their minds.
"WOW." Bones commented as she collapsed in her husband's arms.
"You can say that again." Booth agreed.
"Why would I want to repeat myself?"
"Oh never mind Bones." Bones sighed as she slowly climbed out of bed since some of the feeling had returned to her body.
"I'm hungry." Booth reached out and gave her butt a swat as she walked past him to the bathroom in all of her naked glory. "Why don't you order us some breakfast?" She called from the bathroom.
"What do you want?"
"You know what I like."
"Oh yeah. I sure do know what you like." Booth heard the toilet flush, water turn on then off and Bones returned a few seconds later.
"Is sex all you think about?" Bones asked with a grin as she climbed back into bed.
"It's not all I think about. Food comes in a close second." Bones couldn't stop the smile that crossed her face at that very true statement. Booth grabbed the room service menu. "So what'll it be Bones? How about an order of steak and eggs with bacon and sausage on the side?"
"You know I don't eat meat."
"You don't know what you are missing. You find the perfect steak, that is grilled to perfection that steak that will melt in your mouth, God, it's heaven on earth."
"Steak cannot melt in your mouth."
"I know that Bones. It's just an expression."
"You treat meat like it's a drug."
"I do not."
"You do too. You're addicted to meat like a person is addicted to drugs. Drug addiction is dangerous and life threatening."
"Are you telling me that because I eat and enjoy meat I might as well be doing drugs?"
"Precisely."
"You're nuts Bones."
"I am not."
"Yes you are."
"I'm not."
"How is it that you ate meat when you were pregnant with Morgan and it was perfectly fine but when I eat meat I am practically doing drugs?"
"Because I ate healthy proportions of meat and I did it so Morgan would be born healthy. You eat it just to eat it and there is nothing healthy about your proportions."
This was a classic argument between the partners, an argument that could possibly go on for hours and end with the two of them laughing and most likely making love. Even though neither of them would ever admit it to each other, they both lived for these arguments and the challenge of winning them. They both loved winning arguments but when they lost they loved the way their partner made the loss up to them. It was a tradition that they will never give up on.
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