Having been caught by an over protective father is really awkward. And I mean really awkward. Well awkward doesn't cut it when you are being confronted by someone twice your size in height and muscle. A little intimidating but it had to come to this the minute I put my lips on Molly's.

"What are your intentions towards my daughter?" Wendell asks me while we're both sitting in the seating area following him catching Molly and me kissing by the platform.

I gulp for a moment but manage to string a sentence together. "I-um-like Molly. I'm not so certain on the intentions bit though."

"Ok, I understand that. You're only eleven. I was just a little surprised because Molly's my little girl and I've nearly lost her once and her mom- three times actually. I can understand that she has to grow up eventually and… start liking boys, I just wanted a few more years until I had this conversation with a boy. Do you understand?"

I do get where he is coming from. I wouldn't like my eleven year old daughter making out with a boy. At eleven you are supposed to be innocent but then again Molly isn't entirely innocent even with that angelic look on her face. She'd get away with murder if she could.

That is the weird thing about being children of people who solve murders: we sort of learn the tricks on how not to get caught. Not that I would ever consider killing anyone. Maybe Stephan Greene if he keeps throwing pens at my head.

"A bit. I won't hurt her. I swear and promise."

"I know you won't Harry."

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Ok, so after that little discussion, I am back home playing cards on my laptop. I'm starting to think I am way too young for this sort of drama but for some reason I'm thinking with my heart instead of my brain. That may be from my dad because Parker has always told me that Dad and Mom are Heart and Brain respectively.

I think that in certain situations that heart will take over. The heart can be just as irrational as the brain. I know you don't think with your heart but when you really like someone your heart isn't the rational one.

"Penny for your thoughts." I hear the door knock and I turn to find Katy standing there. "I've been hearing about you kissing girls."

"Katy, how did you know that you were in love with Michael?" I ask looking up from my laptop.

"Well, it was during one of our study sessions. Mike was tapping his kicking his legs about and then after I had a go at him and then he tickled me. Something happened and he got all nervous. After that we kissed. It wasn't much but I got confused and I was in love."

"Right, does kissing make you fall in love?"

"Not really. Do you like kissing Molly?"

"How-"

"Allie may have told me at Pops' funeral. Good timing by the way."

"It was nice. I really liked it."

"You're falling for her aren't you?"

"I don't think so. I'm not sure."

"That 'friend of a friend' that was you?"

"Yeah."

"Right, do you know if she is feeling the same?"

"She was practically cut up when she confessed. I don't want to hurt her but she must have thought that I didn't like her."

"Harry, you are only eleven. You cannot plan your entire life based on a few kisses. Life changes in an instant. I should know."

"How can you not plan for anything?"

"Well, I wanted to become a diver for the US diving team. However I have had to reconsider my options. I would have to leave Leah for long periods of time, and the long hours of training. I had to think of my family first and I could be selfish but I don't want to be like my friend Cherie's mom who spends all day at work and barely spends time with Cher."

"What are you thinking of doing now?"

"I always found law interesting, but then again I am the first born of Dr Temperance Brennan and then Special Agent Seeley J. Booth. It kind of comes with genetics really."

"I think I could do marine biology. I like fish."

"I know. When we went to SeaWorld you were on cloud nine"