Fic: Dinner, G, Chymom
Title: Dinner
Series: Parker’s Help 7/?
Author: Chymom
Spoilers: Any episode of Bones maybe talked about in this story.
Rating: G
Word count: 1,044 words
Characters and parings: Booth, Bones, and Parker
Disclaimer: I don’t own any thing you know. Anything else thought is mine.
Summery: What happens once Bone enters the room? Why does Parker need a shower? The answers to these questions and more are in this chapter.
Beta: TvFanGirl and Xoc13
Authors Notes: Any and all honest feedback is welcome.
Parker’s Help
End of chapter six: Wow
“Okay bud do you have any ideas for your paper?” Booth knew that his partner loved helping enrich his son’s life. He should have known that she would find a way to help him with something she had no idea what was about.
“Yes, dad I do. Thanks for letting us come over today.” Parker hugged his dad neither one of them seeing the tear in the eye of the woman watching them at the doorway. She her self didn’t know why it was there, but she wasn’t upset about what she saw. No one had broke in the bathroom and hurt her. But yet the tears had started to gather in her eyes upon seeing father and son. Maybe its just they seem so at home in her home she thought then told her self that she had to be wrong as she walked into the room making her presence known.
Chapter seven: Dinner
Booth took a moment to look at the woman he called his partner. He had seen her smile more today then he had in months. However right now she looked like she was about to cry.
Knowing she wouldn’t say anything in front of his son Booth did the only thing he could think to do.
“Bones, what do you want for dinner my treat?” He asked giving her a smile.
“Booth, I apologize I didn’t realize how late it was. Dinner should have been started an hour ago.” She responded after looking at her watch.
“Bones, its okay. How about some pizza?” Parker's head shot up at the word pizza.
“How about we show Bones how to make the Booth pizzas dad?”
Booth didn’t know if he wanted to hug his son or cry. The Booth pizzas as Parker had called them since he was three where home made.
“What are the Booth pizzas?” Bones looked from father to son awaiting her answer.
“Booth pizzas is when dad and I each make a small pizza and cook it.” Parker informed her then turning to his father asked.
“Does Bones have everything we need?” Booth moved quickly to the kitchen to check. While he was gone Parker told Bones about the first time he recalled making them with his dad.
“It was winter time and the places that would deliver food to us were closed due to the snow. Dad asked me what I wanted. When I told him pizza he showed me how to make my own. It’s something that I only do at dads.” Parker stopped speaking as his dad re-entered the room.
“Bones, do you mind if we make them?” Seeing the big puppy dog eyes from one Booth would have been enough for her to say yes. However, as she got the same look from them both it made her melt.
“Of course help yourselves. If you need me I will be in my office for a moment.” Starting to walk away she was surprised when Parker’s hand lightly pulled on her arm.
“Bones, don’t you want to make your own pizza?” She turned and held a silent conversation with her partner.
“Parker, this is something you and your father do right? Why don’t you surprise me.” After taking two steps towards her office she was once again stopped. Looking down her eyes landed on a mop of curly hair. Not knowing what to do she hugged him to her as she looked over his head at her partner.
“Please help me make mine Bones?” Seeing his watery eye she agreed to help.
Fifteen minutes later the three were making a mess of her kitchen. The crust was starting to rise and Booth was looking for what to use for toppings. Bones was sitting by the bar listing to the story of the last time they had made these pizzas. Thirty minutes later the pizzas were ready for the oven and Parker was ready for a bath.
“Parker you need to get the dough out of your hair. Why don’t you take a shower. I will look for something you can wear.” Bones was washing her hands as Booth spoke up.
“Guess it's fate that we left your bag in the car last night. Huh bud.” Booth smiled at the glare that his partner was sending him as she was showing his son to the shower.
“Help yourself to any of the soap and shampoo. Here's a towel for you. Take your time. Your dad and I will be cleaning up the kitchen.” Turning around to leave him to it she re-joined her partner in the kitchen.
“Booth, I will take care of this while you run and get Parker a change of clothes.” She took the cutting board out of his hand. Pushing him towards the door he had to laugh.
“I get it Bones. Be back in a minute.” The smile not leaving his face on his way to his SUV. Taking a look down at his own clothes he thought it might be a good idea to at least change his clothing as well. Quickly grabbing his and Parkers bags he made his way back inside. The smile still plastered on his face.
"Booth, was it okay for me to help you all with the pizzas?” It took him a moment to form an answer. Of course she would think that she had been in the way.
“Why do you ask?” He had a feeling but wanted to know for sure before he said anything.
“Parker said that it was something you and he did.” Looking into his eyes she noticed the tears returning.
“Bones that child of mine loves you. There is nothing he does that he doesn’t want you to be part of.” He had said out load and then silently added ’He’s not the only one.’ With a sharp intake of breath she blurted out the question in her mind.
“What is wrong Booth? Did I upset you?” He noticed that she was biting her bottom lip. His eyes held a secret smile in them.
“Did he tell you that the first time we made them he was three?” Booth nod his head towards the noise of the shower running. At her head shake of yes he continued.
“Between now and then you’re the only person that he has wanted to help us make the pizza’s. He won't even cook them with his mom.” His words were knocking a few more bricks down from the wall around her heart. She opened her mouth to say something else at the same time the sound of the shower fail silent.
The partner's stood in their spots unmoving for a moment. It was then that Bones noticed that he had brought not only Parkers bag but his own over night bag form the car as well.
“I need to get these to him. Do you mind if I take a few minutes?” Her only response was to check on the pizza’s and finish loading the dishwasher. Taking that as a yes he made his way to his son.
A/N: What do they do while the pizzas finish cooking? Do they watch the other musical?