well everyone, we survived hiatus! yup, bones is back tonight in the US but lucky for me living over here in the UK has actually payed off for once: 11x01 aired in Canada yesterday so I was able to watch the premiere online this morning and let me just say it was well worth the wait! it's seriously setting us up for such a phenomenal season and starting season eleven off with an incredible bang! now im just desperate for next week!

anywho, moi is still gunna be here posting until i finish this challenge cause i am determined, besides these little stories can fill in the huge 7 day breaks between episodes! right, here's part 3 of 3...

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81. Quake

They sat side by side on a gurney a flurry of activity surrounding them.

For thirty minutes they'd sat after Aubrey had forced the hatch open and given them a relieved smile and reassurances that the call had already been made to Parker. The squat team gathered, hoisting them from the basement until they were clutched together again and he was carrying her on unsteady legs towards a waiting ambulance. EMT's had conducted preliminary tests, both were severely bruised and banged up but had no long lasting damage.

And so they were left to wait, hands clasped together, eyes searching the sea of entering vehicles for Parker's car.

"Aubrey?" Booth murmured, briefly turning to the younger agent who had been hesitant to leave their side.

"Yeah?"

"Can you get Bones a blanket, or a coat, or something?"

"I'm fine." Her protest was ignored by Aubrey as he nodded, disappearing towards his SUV.

"You've got your own private earthquake going on right now, Bones, you're not fine."

Ten minutes later, the blanket was discarded, both were on their feet and rushing towards their children as all four clambered from the car. Booth stood back, crying silently, watching as his wife sobbed, drawing all four children tightly to her, pressing kisses to their faces as she spoke to them in whispered words.

"Daddy!"

Addison was the first to notice him, the five year old untangling herself from the arms of her mother as she stumbled happily towards him, immediately being gathered up into her father's arms. Henry soon followed, smiling widely up at his father, while twelve year old Christine clutched helplessly at her mother's shirt, both sobbing in Parker's arms, the twenty-three year old held them both to him. He held out an arm for Booth, who directed Henry and Addison towards him, the family of six soon wrapped in a tight embrace of tears, murmurs and kisses.