Later that night, Brennan scoops Christine up off the couch and rubs her back to settle her back down.

Christine wraps her arms and legs around her mother and yawns. "Mommy?" She whispers, her voice laced with sleep.

"Shhh, Honey." Brennan adjusts her daughter and carries her upstairs. She steps closer to Booth, who's sprawled out on the floor with his body half in Parker's room and half in the hallway, and sets Christine down. "Say goodnight to your father, Christine."

Christine crawls over to Booth and curls up into a ball by his side, hugging him. She lifts her head and presses her lips against his cheek. "Goodnight, daddy."

Booth snakes his arm around the small, warm body beside him and sits up, pulling her onto his lap and kissing her hair. "Ah, Princess."

Christine giggles. "Daddy, the floor is not very comforterable."

Booth shakes his head and rubs his back. "No, it's not very comfortable, sweetie."

"You can sleep in my bed."

He laughs. "I've got my own bed, princess. I share it with your mom, remember?"

"So if you gots a bed, why are you sleeping on the floor? That's not very logistical, daddy."

He glances up at Brennan and shakes his head. "I blame you for this."

Brennan laughs. "Me?"

"Maybe it isn't very logical, princess, but daddy's gotta be close to your big brother in case he needs me in the middle of the night." He brushes his lips against her temple and smiles. "Goodnight, baby. I'll see you in the morning."

"I can sleep here with you, daddy, to keep you company."

"You go sleep in your bed, princess. You need a good night's sleep."

"Okay, daddy. I love you." Christine hugs him tight and gives him a quick peck on the lips. "Goodnight." She stands up and goes into her bedroom.

Brennan follows her and tucks her in.

"Uh-oh, mommy, I gotta go potty."

Brennan nods. "Go ahead. I'll wait here."

Christine gets out of bed and runs out of the room, disappearing into the hall bathroom.

Brennan picks up the five year-old's pink bunny and idly pets it while she waits for Christine to come back.

Christine walks back into the room and over to her bed.

"Did you wash your hands?"

Christine giggles and stops short. "Oops." She scurries out of the room again and then returns a couple minutes later. "Ask me again, mommy."

Brennan smiles. "Did you wash your hands?"

Christine nods and crawls under the sheets. "Uh-huh."

Brennan stands up and hands the stuffed animal to her daughter. She pulls up the covers and places a soft kiss on Christine's forehead. "Goodnight, sweetie."

"Mommy?"

Brennan sits on the edge of the bed and nods. "Yes?"

"I hope Parky gets better real quick. 'Cause I wanna play football with him. I want him to give me piggyback rides too."

Brennan sighs and gives her daughter another kiss, fixing the sheets.

"Daddy says if I pray really hard, my prayers will come true. I hope he's right, mommy, 'cause I pray for Parky a lot."

Brennan ignores the nagging part of her that knows that prayer won't change how fast Parker recovers or the outcome of the situation. Instead she says, "Keep praying, Honey." She stands up and switches off the bedside lamp. "Goodnight and sweet dreams." She smiles and walks towards the door. She turns on the nightlight and hovers in the doorway, watching her daughter as she drifts off to sleep. She sighs and backs out of the room, shutting the door.

Brennan pads over to Booth, who's fallen back asleep, and smiles, sitting down beside him, gently patting his thigh. "Booth," she whispers. "Booth."

Booth jerks and rubs his eyes. He clears his throat and swallows. He reorients himself and looks around. He sits up, leaning back against the doorjamb. He sees Brennan there and smiles almost instantly. "Hey. How was your night with Christine?"

"We watched Cars."

He laughs. "I should have guessed. What is that, like the millionth time she's seen that movie?"

"Normally I would say that watching something a million times is nearly impossible; however, I feel like that amount is an accurate estimation of how many times our daughter has seen that movie. I'm positive she could quote the entire movie backwards." She pauses. "I still don't understand what's so appealing about talking cars. Cars cannot talk. They do not have human emotions, either. The whole concept of that movie is ludicrous."

He pulls her closer to him, wrapping his arms around her. "Movies are meant to be enjoyed, Bones, not analyzed. Christine loves it. That's all that matters. She knows that cars don't talk. She's brilliant. Just like her dad."

She tweaks an eyebrow, holding back a laugh, and leans against his side, wrapping her arms around him and resting her head on his shoulder. "How's Parker?"

He presses a kiss into her hair. "He fell asleep twenty minutes ago."

"That's good." She lifts her head off his shoulder and peers into the dark room. "Maybe being in a familiar environment that's outside the hospital will help him sleep better."

He nods. "I hope so, but I doubt it. I don't think being here is gonna make a difference."

She sighs and lets her head fall back to his shoulder. "I don't actually believe his environment will make that much of a difference either. I was just trying to make you feel better."

He laughs and pulls her closer to him. "I appreciate it, Bones, but you don't have to lie to me."

"Are you going to spend all night here? Christine's right. Our bed is far more comfortable than the floor."

He nods. "What if he needs something? Or if he has a nightmare? I need to be here—just in case."

"You'd only be a few feet away," she reasons.

"I can get to him faster here." He sighs. "Bones?"

She tilts her head and looks up at him. "Yes, Booth?"

"You're not gonna change your mind about marrying me, are you?"

She rolls her eyes. "We've had this conversation already."

He nods. "I know. I just—I don't want you to get tired of me or get annoyed with how I'm dealing with what's going on with Parker. I've kind of been an ass to you. I wouldn't blame you for leav—."

She brushes her lips against his, pushing her hand against his chest. She pulls back and smiles at him. "Booth, stop. We've always been there for each other, through everything. That's never going to change. I'm not going anywhere."

He smashes his lips hard against hers, holding her close to him. He pulls back and brushes his thumb against her soft skin. "I love you."

She nods and settles back down. "This is hard on me. What's going on with Parker, affects me too."

He slides his hand up her side, bunching up her shirt. "I know, Bones, I know." He sighs.

"I told my father we're getting married. I hope that's okay."

"I know you did, but why wouldn't that be okay?"

She shrugs. "I didn't know if you wanted to wait to announce it."

"First of all, I want to shout it to anyone who will listen. The only reason I haven't is because I thought that you would want to keep this a secret."

She shakes her head. "There's no reason to, but perhaps we should wait until everyone is together."

"We're really doing this? We're really getting married?"

"Yes." She draws circle on his chest with her finger and smiles. She stands up and walks over to the hall closet. She pulls out three extra pillows and a blanket and returns.

"Three pillows? I don't need that many, Bones."

She laughs. "One's for me."

He opens his mouth to protest, but she shakes her head.

"We're not going to debate this, Booth. If anyone needs to sleep in our bed, it's you. You've been sleeping in a chair for most of the two months we were at the hospital." She pauses and fluffs her pillow. "I'm tired of sleeping alone. I find that I can't sleep as well without you."

"Aw, Bones."

"Just lie down and go to sleep," she orders. It's only 8:30, but she's exhausted and she knows Booth's even more tired.

He stacks his two pillows and scoots, so he lying down.

She lies down beside him, rolling onto her side and curving her body around his. She lays the blanket over them and drapes her arm over his stomach. She closes her eyes and exhales. "Goodnight, Booth."

He turns his head and pushes his lips against her forehead, smiling. "Goodnight, Bones." He closes his eyes and falls back asleep shortly. She's not the only one that sleeps better when they're in each other's arms.