71. Needle
Brennan paused, needle partially threaded through the fabric of Christine's coat, button still hanging loosely, when she heard several loud shrieks. Abandoning her seat on the edge of the bed, she headed down the hall, leaning against the doorframe of Henry's nursery, watching her family with amusement.
"Daddy, no stop!"
"Tickle Monster knows of no Daddy." Booth rumbled, reaching forward again to tickle the five year old, then moving onto sixteen month old Henry, blowing a raspberry against the baby's stomach, evoking several high pitched giggles.
Brennan watched, grinning widely as Booth hoisted their son into his arms, accompanying the movement with airplane noises as he dipped Henry through the air towards Christine, their daughter still laughing happily.
She'd been worried before Christine was born that Parker would feel abandoned, and similar feelings had risen while she was pregnant with Henry, she never wanted any of her children to feel the way she did. Her worries had immediately disappeared when the siblings had been introduced, all three adored one another.
"Momma!"
Henry's shriek drew Booth and Christine's attention to her presence, both of them grinning widely.
"Hi, Mommy!"
"Yeah, hi, Mommy." Booth grinned, securing Henry in Christine's arms before he stood up, moving towards Brennan.
"Hi, Daddy." She laughed, snuggling against his side as they stood in the doorway, "I love you, Booth." She smiled as they watched Christine and Henry together.
"I love you, too, Bones." He replied, kissing her softly before they were interrupted by Christine.
"Mommy, Daddy! Come play!"