Series: All That Lies Between Us
Rating: PG
Characters: Parker, Booth, Brennan
Words: 232
Spoilers: None, as far as I can tell.
S/N: This is a ficlet set in the not-too-distant future.
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Parker shoved a fry into his mouth and turned eyes very much like his father's in her direction. "Why does my daddy call you Bones?"
"Hey, buddy, please don't chew with your mouth open. Finish your food and then talk."
Temperance's lips twitched at the gentle fatherly admonishment, and she shot Booth a glance.
“What?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Nothing.” She turned her gaze back to Parker, who had finished eating and was regarding them both with a serious expression.
“Now can I talk?”
“Yeah.” Booth ruffled Parker's hair.
“Why does Daddy call you Bones?” he asked again.
“I don't know, Parker. You'll have to ask your dad. Almost everyone else calls me Dr. Brennan. ”
“Daddy?”
“Well...” Booth paused, cleared his throat. “You know how your mom calls you Doodle?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, I call Dr. Brennan, Bones.”
“Mom says Doodle's my special name. Because she loves me.” Parker scratched his nose. “Does that mean you love Dr. Brennan?”
Warmth flooded Temperance's cheeks, and words tumbled from her mouth. “I think your father meant to say he calls me Bones because I work with— ”
Booth silenced her with a glance; Temperance found herself unable to look away. “Yeah, Parker, it does.”
“Ok.” His curiosity satisfied, Parker turned his attention elsewhere. “Can I have a milkshake?”
“Sure. You can have anything you want,” Booth replied, his gaze still on her. “Anything at all.”
"Hey, buddy, please don't chew with your mouth open. Finish your food and then talk."
Temperance's lips twitched at the gentle fatherly admonishment, and she shot Booth a glance.
“What?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Nothing.” She turned her gaze back to Parker, who had finished eating and was regarding them both with a serious expression.
“Now can I talk?”
“Yeah.” Booth ruffled Parker's hair.
“Why does Daddy call you Bones?” he asked again.
“I don't know, Parker. You'll have to ask your dad. Almost everyone else calls me Dr. Brennan. ”
“Daddy?”
“Well...” Booth paused, cleared his throat. “You know how your mom calls you Doodle?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, I call Dr. Brennan, Bones.”
“Mom says Doodle's my special name. Because she loves me.” Parker scratched his nose. “Does that mean you love Dr. Brennan?”
Warmth flooded Temperance's cheeks, and words tumbled from her mouth. “I think your father meant to say he calls me Bones because I work with— ”
Booth silenced her with a glance; Temperance found herself unable to look away. “Yeah, Parker, it does.”
“Ok.” His curiosity satisfied, Parker turned his attention elsewhere. “Can I have a milkshake?”
“Sure. You can have anything you want,” Booth replied, his gaze still on her. “Anything at all.”
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