Booth flopped down on the bed. "Playing hug monster with Christine and Hank wears me out."
"They love it, Booth, but I hope you didn't get them too agitated before bedtime."
"Nah...we played hug monster a few minutes, read a couple of books, and brushed their teeth. They both had quick baths and were tucked into bed. So…." he flashed a cocky grin…."the rest of the evening is ours."
"Daddy?" Christine's voice came from the doorway. "I'm scared. I heard something in my room."
"Okay. Daddy to the rescue. Was it a lion?"
"No! You're silly, Daddy. It was a scratching noise."
"Is your hamster still in his house?"
"I don't know, Daddy. Please come look in my room."
"Alright." The hamster was still in his house. Booth looked under the bed and in the closet. "I don't see anything, Sweetheart." Then they heard scratching. "I know what that is. It's a branch from the cherry blossom tree. The wind is making it rub against the window. I'll fix it tomorrow, okay?"
Christine nodded. "Okay, Daddy." She crawled back into bed and her daddy tucked her in again. "Night night, Sweetheart."
Brennan was reading when Booth came back to the bedroom. "Did you vanquish the monster?"
He smiled. "Just a branch rubbing the house. I"ll fix it tomorrow." He took Brennan's book and put it on the night stand. "You know, I was thinking about the hug monster game."
"Really?" Brennan giggled.
"I think there's an adult version of that game. It's called the horny hug monster. Since I've already caught you…" Booth pulled her close to him... "and you've lost your nightgown…." he pulled it over her head... "you're going to get a special kind of hug."
Brennan laughed and kissed her husband. "It sounds like a great game…."