Booth walks back down the steps minutes later, dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, his feet tucked into the navy, multi-colored striped socks he had been sporting all day. He stops in the opening of the living room, seeing the two teenagers still sitting on the floor on opposite sides of the coffee table; however the Hasbro game is now discarded on the couch. They're currently in the middle of an intense game of "War".

Brennan treads down the hallway and appears behind him. "Stop spying on them, Honey," she says, using the term of endearment solely to get his attention.

He whips his head around. "I'm not spying on them. I'm just, um—." He trails off, his nose catching a whiff of something sweet. "Are you baking cookies?"

She nods. "Yes. Christine and I are, actually."

"I love when you're all domestic. It's hot." He smirks and closes the gap between their lips. He breaks the sensual kiss and twirls a loose strand of her hair around his fingers, his hand gently cupping her cheek. He lowers his lips to hers again and closes his eyes.

She steps closer to him as she reciprocates the kiss.

He pulls back, but keeps their bodies close together for a few seconds.

She drops her hands and lets out a breath before stepping back and looking up at him.

He gives her a soft peck on the cheek and smiles. "Are they done?"

She nods. "I just took a batch out of the oven. The cookies are for dessert, Booth, so don't even think about it."

He grunts. "I can't have just one?"

She shakes her head. "No."

He sighs.

She playfully swats at his chest and goes back into the kitchen.

He turns around and decides then that he'll go introduce himself to his son's new friend.

Booth walks into the living room and clears his throat.

Parker flips a card, displaying a King of Hearts, which beats Dakota's Six of Diamonds. "Yes!" He slides the two cards over to his growing pile, not even noticing that his father is now standing there.

Dakota doesn't notice Booth either. She flips over another card, revealing an Ace of Clubs.

Parker continues with his turn, turning over an Ace of Diamonds. "War!" He puts out a card, face-down, and waits for his competitor to do the same. "One, two, three." They each flip over a card from their deck, placing them down beside the four other cards.

She smiles. "Oh, yeah, take that. My seven beats your lousy three."

"I'm still winning."

"Not for long." As she's collecting all six cards to add to her pile, she finally notices Booth. "Oh, you must be Parker's dad." She sets down her deck and stands up. She holds out her hand and flashes the older man a smile. "Hi, I'm Dakota, but no one but my mom calls me that. I hate it. I prefer Cody."

Booth shakes her outstretched hand. "FBI Special Agent Seeley Booth."

Dakota nods. "Yeah. Parker told me you work for the FBI. That's totally awesome. My dad was a cop for the LAPD." She sighs. "I should go. My mom's working late, so I have to pick up my sister from daycare." She looks at Booth and smiles again. "It was nice meeting you, sir."

Booth nods and looks into the teenager's green eyes, seeing only sincerity in them. "It was nice meeting you too."

"If you're quitting, that means I win," Parker pipes up from his post on the floor.

"I'm not quitting. I just have to go. There's difference."

"No, there's not. If you don't finish the game, you forfeit."

She bows down, pressing her palms into the coffee table and leaning towards him. "Fine, I forfeit, but guess what? We're gonna have a rematch. You may have won tonight, Parker, because of a stupid technicality, but we'll see who the real winner is tomorrow." She flashes him a smile and stands up straight again. She grabs her jacket from the back of the couch and drapes it over her forearm.

Parker blinks. "You're on. I'm still gonna win, though."

"We'll see about that." She walks past Booth and heads into the kitchen. "Thank you for allowing me to come over this afternoon, Dr. Brennan."

Brennan stops what she's doing and turns around. "Are you leaving?"

Dakota nods. "Yeah. My mom's working late, so I have to go pick up my sister from daycare."

"It was nice meeting you."

"You too, Dr. B. That's okay that I call you that, right?"

Brennan nods. "Yes, of course. I don't mind."

"Cool."

Christine bounds into the kitchen and smiles up at Dakota. "Hi, Cody."

"Hi, squirt." The teenager bends down and holds up her hand.

Christine jumps a little and slaps Dakota's palm. "Are you leaving?"

Dakota nods. "Yep. I gotta go pick up my little sister."

"You have a little sister?"

"I do. She's two."

"I'm gonna have a baby brother soon."

Dakota smiles. "I know. You must be really excited."

"I am. I'm so excited."

Dakota looks at her watch and sighs. "I'll see ya later, squirt."

"Bye, Cody."

Dakota waves and then looks at Brennan. "Thanks again, Dr. B. Your house is beautiful."

"Thank you."

Dakota smiles and walks back through the living room.

Parker puts the rest of the cards back in the cardboard jacket and stands up. "I'll walk you out, Cody."

"Bye, Agent Booth."

"Goodbye, Da—Cody."

She heads over to the front door with Parker close behind her.

Booth steps to the side a little to get a better look at the two teenagers. He sees his son open the door for Dakota and can tell they're talking about something, but he can't hear them from where he's standing.

Parker shuts the door and returns to the living room. "Cody's pretty awesome, isn't she? She got assigned to the locker next to mine. If that's not fate, I don't know what is."

Booth can't argue with fate, so he chooses not to respond. "Go wash up for dinner, Bub."

Parker nods, walking away with a smile on his face.

Booth sighs and heads into the kitchen to say hello to his daughter and to see if Brennan needs any help with dinner.