And we've reached the end of this little tale. For those of you new readers, thanks for joining me. For those of you who followed from "Snowed In," thanks for coming back for the sequel! Thanks, as always, to everyone who has reviewed, and keep 'em coming.

This is going to be my last story on this site for a while. My family's moving basically across the country, so I'm going to be without time to post and possibly without internet access for a little while. The movers are coming in the morning, and the internet goes the next day, which is why you're getting this last chapter tonight. I hope you all enjoy it!

As always, Bones isn't mine. If it was, we wouldn't have these silly little summer breaks, and it'd be all David & Emily all year round.


Chapter Six – Kiss It Better

"How are you doing?" Brennan asked Parker.

"Good. Thanks, Tempe," he replied.

Parker was tucked snugly under a blanket on the couch. She had made him a cup of hot chocolate with his requested nine marshmallows and put on a DVD for him to watch while she took care of Booth.

"You're welcome. I'm going to go take care of your dad. Yell if you need anything," she said, handing him the remote.

"I will," Parker said.

Brennan walked into Booth's bedroom and shut the door. He was sitting on the edge of his bed, trying to remove the shoe from his hurt foot and ankle. His other foot was already bare.

"Let me do it," she said, sitting on the floor. He gave up trying, and she gingerly removed his shoe and sock, trying not to hurt him. When the clothing was removed, she leaned forward and placed a tender kiss on his sore ankle.

"Thanks, Bones," he said, touching the top of her head lovingly.

"Do you need anything?" she asked, looking up at him from the floor.

"How's Parker?" he asked.

"He's fine. I gave him hot chocolate and a movie to watch. He's wrapped up on the couch," she told him.

"And you?" he asked.

"I was thinking about taking a bath, if you don't mind. I'm freezing, and I normally take a hot bath when I want to relax and warm up," she said.

"That sounds good. Can I join you?" he asked.

"But…Parker," she said, knowing this was a lot different than making love while he was asleep in the middle of the night.

"What's he watching?" Booth asked.

"Something about a little boy with a scar shaped like lightening and a magic stone," Brennan said.

"Oh, great. That's, like, three hours long," Booth said. "Please, Bones?"

She thought about it for a moment before nodding. He stood and followed her, limping his way to the bathroom. Luckily, it was connected to his bedroom, so he didn't have to go too far.

"I never pictured you in a bath," she said, filling up the tub with hot water.

"I take baths," he said.

"Really?" she asked.

"Yeah. It's where I read."

"What do you read?"

"Novels," he said, pulling off his sweatshirt.

She picked up a comic from a basket in the corner of the room. "Novels?"

"Graphic novels," he said.

"I don't think that counts as a novel," she said.

"It entirely counts," he argued. "Stop harassing me and get your clothes off."

Brennan ignored his command and looked underneath his sink, finding some bubble bath. She poured the mixture into the tub, giggling slightly to herself. Booth finished undressing and limped to the door, locking it shut. He turned around just as Brennan finished pulling her underwear over her hips. He stopped walking to look at her.

"Did I tell you last night just how beautiful I think you are?" he said, his eyes traveling over her body.

"Once or twice," she replied, stepping into the bubbles.

To his surprise, rather than leaving him room to slip in behind her, she sat down, her back against the tub, and spread her legs.

"Sit down," she said.

"You're going to hold me?" he asked.

"Yes, like Vivian did to Edward," she said.

"I can't believe I'm saying this to you about what is probably a pop culture reference, but I don't know what that means," he said.

"Pretty Woman," she said. "You haven't seen it?"

"You have?" he asked in disbelief.

"I was a teenage girl when that came out, you know," she said. "Now get in."

He climbed into the water and lowered himself into the tub, carefully sitting down between her legs. He leaned back and laid his head on her shoulder, and she brought her hand up from the water to run her fingers through his hair. Her other arm wrapped around his chest, and her legs wrapped loosely around his lower stomach, pressing her body into his back. Booth moaned at the contact.

"Okay," he admitted. "This is good."

"Yeah?" she asked.

"Really really good," he said, turning his head to kiss her lips.

The warm water soothed his aching muscles, and she used the bubbles to draw patterns on his strong chest. He nuzzled her neck gently and kissed her skin as she drew. Her hands eventually began to wander under the water, and Booth kissed her to show his appreciation.

"I've never seen this Pretty Woman movie, but if it's anything like this, I think we need to rent it," he said.

She giggled. "I'll borrow it from Angela on Monday," she said.

They spent their time together kissing, touching, and playing with the bubbles until the water grew cold. When that happened, she slid out from behind him and wrapped herself in a towel before helping him out of the tub as well.

Booth unlocked the door once he noticed that Brennan had her towel securely fit around her body. Just as he secured his own towel around his waist, he heard a knocking at the bathroom door. The door opened, and Parker peeked his head inside.

"Daddy?" he asked. "Mommy's on the phone."

"She is?" Booth asked, heading for the door and the phone.

"She wants to know if seven is okay to come get me," Parker said.

"I'll talk to her," Booth said.

"Okay," Parker said, holding out the phone. "Dr. Bones, you've got some bubbles in your hair."

Booth grabbed the phone and covered it with his hand as Brennan looked into the mirror. "Follow me so she can get changed, okay?"

"Okay," Parker said.

"Hey, Rebecca," Booth said into the phone.

"Bubbles?" she asked.

"Uh, yeah. We were goofing off," he semi-lied.

"I thought we talked about him calling her Bones," Rebecca said.

"I know you don't like it, but I don't see the harm. At least he has enough respect for her to put 'Doctor' in front of it," Booth said, sitting on his bed.

"He called Brent Captain Fantastic at least three times during our trip, Seeley!" Rebecca exclaimed. Booth laughed.

"I'm sorry. That's not funny. I explained the difference between the nicknames last night, but I'll talk to him again, if you'd like."

"Thank you," Rebecca said.

Booth reentered the bathroom as Brennan was stepping out of the shower stall, bubble free. He wrapped her towel around her shoulders and held her to him.

"Parker's leaving tonight?" she asked.

"Yeah. He's got to work on a school project tomorrow, and his partner lives two houses down from Rebecca," Booth explained.

"I'm sorry," she said truthfully.

"No, it's okay. School comes first, and Rebecca agreed to let me have him next Friday night to make up for it."

"So we're alone tonight?" she asked.

"We are," Booth said, kissing her gently. "And just for the record, the bubbles in your hair looked pretty damn cute to me."

She chuckled. "The ones in yours don't look half bad, either."

After getting dressed, Booth joined Parker on the couch while Brennan cooked dinner. Booth used pillows to elevate his swollen ankle, and Parker lay on top of him, his head on Booth's chest. Rebecca knocked on the door, and Brennan answered while Booth paused the movie.

"Mommy!" Parker said, running over to her.

"How are you, sweetie?" Rebecca asked.

"My head hurts. Daddy kicked me," Parker told her.

"Parker!" Booth exclaimed, sitting up to face Rebecca. "No, Rebecca, I didn't kick him on purpose."

"What happened?" Rebecca asked, eyeing his ankle.

"Sledding mishap," Brennan answered. "Parker and his sled collided with Booth's legs."

Rebecca leaned down and kissed Parker's forehead gently. This action set off a light bulb in Parker's head.

"Oh, and Mommy," Parker said. "I'll never complain about you and Brent kissing ever again."

Rebecca laughed. "Why's that, Park?"

"Because they do it so much more than you do!" Parker exclaimed, pointing at his father. Booth and Brennan shared a look.

"They, as in your dad and Dr. Brennan?" Rebecca asked in disbelief.

"Ah-huh. They've been kissing all weekend!" he exclaimed.

"Really now?" she asked looking at Booth with an amused smile on her face.

"Ah-huh. It's gross. They're way worse than you. I saw them kissing on the couch, by the computer, in bed, at Chuck E. Cheese…" Parker listed. Rebecca fixed her eyes on at Booth, trying desperately not to laugh.

"Parker," Brennan said, cutting off his list. "I think your mom gets it."

Parker stopped talking and looked at the adults. Rebecca looked amused, while Booth and Brennan looked slightly guilty. Booth shifted his gaze from Brennan to Rebecca to find her still staring at him.

"Yes, okay? Fine! Bones and I are together!" Booth said.

Rebecca finally released her laugh. "You don't have to look guilty, Seeley. I think it's great."

"You do?" Brennan asked.

"Absolutely. My son adores you, and you have no idea how much Seeley's talked about you these past three years," she said. "Honestly, it's about time."

"That seems to be the general consensus," Brennan said, thinking of Angela.

"Well, we'll get out of your hair. Say bye, Parker," Rebecca said.

Parker walked over to Booth. "I don't want to go, Daddy…wait, are you gonna kiss her more after I go?"

"You betcha," Booth replied. "A lot."

"Bye, Daddy," he said instantly, giving Booth a hug. "See you Friday."

"Love you," Booth said, placing a kiss on his cheek just to make him squirm.

"Love you," Parker said and ran to Brennan. "Bye, Bones!"

She hugged him. "Bye, Parker."

"Bye," Rebecca waved as she picked up Parker's bag and shut the door behind her. Brennan looked over at Booth.

"How much longer until dinner's ready?" he asked.

"About 15 minutes," Brennan replied.

"Come here," Booth said.

Brennan walked over to the couch and stretched out on top of him, taking the place that Parker had vacated.

"So apparently we kiss a lot," Booth said.

"He's six. He thinks girls are yucky," Brennan laughed.

"You're a girl. He likes you," Booth pointed out.

"He told me earlier that I'm not a girl. I'm Bones," she said, smiling.

He laughed out loud and tilted her face up so she was looking at him. "You're our Bones, and I don't mean that in a possessive, I-own-you sort of way."

She titled her head up further and kissed his lips. "I got it, and I've always been 'your' Bones."

They shared another kiss, and she settled comfortably in his arms. Yup, she thought. I could definitely get used to this.


The End! Thanks again for reading, and please leave one last review for me if you've got some time. Turning on the computer in the hotel rooms to find reviews would definitely make moving just a little bit more fun. See you guys in a few weeks!