98. Escape (Writer's Choice)
They were both still asleep, curled in the centre of their bed, him on his back, head turned towards her, she was lying on her side, help tightly to him by his arm wrapped tightly around her body. The blanket was puddled around their waists, exposing his bare chest and the hint of pale skin where his t-shirt had ridden above her curves in the night.
They didn't hear the slight thump as he hit the ground, or the padding of tiny feet down the hallway. They didn't registered the creaking of their bedroom door, neither awakening until he felt tiny blue eyes piercing his face. Cracking one eye open he was greeted by his son's wide grin.
"Hi, Daddy!"
He was awake instantly, sitting up, disturbing Brennan in the process resulting in her whine and sleepy groan, he reached for their son hauling him into his arms and quickly checking him for marks.
"Jesus, bub—" He pressed a kiss to the boys head, cradling him against his chest as he turned to Brennan who was peering at them through lidded eyes, "Remind me to lower the mattress in his crib later so he can't escape again."
"M'kay." Her sleepy mumble was followed by her reaching out for them both, taking Henry in her arms and settling him between them.
"Hi, Mommy!"
"Hi, baby." Brennan grinned, kissing his cheek gently as he nuzzled his face into her neck, "Did you climb out your crib?"
"Uh-huh."
"Well how about you shout Mommy or Daddy next time and we'll come and get you, 'cause we don't want you getting hurt okay?"
"'Kay! Daddy?"
"Yeah, bub?"
"Up now?"
"Not yet. Why don't we cuddle Mommy for a little while longer, huh?"
Booth watched as his son nodded, curling closer to Brennan as she grinned widely, pressing a kiss to the top of his head.
"Love you, Mommy."
"I love you too, Henry."
He smiled, observing as Brennan's face lit up before she closed her eyes, nestling her face into the top of their son's head. He lay down beside them, throwing an arm across their bodies, within minutes they were all asleep again.