Booth was silent, almost eerily so. He was stock-still, staring at the repaired television, not uttering a word.

Harry managed to knock him back to reality- could he really call it that now?- with a bout of accidental magic-once again a floating pacifier- and all at once he remembered the floating bottles and waving blankets, moved pens, stuffed animals on the top shelf, book pages turned; and all at once he realized he hadn't been overly tired or insane or imagining things. "Hol-ey Shit."

"Booth!"

"Dad! That's a seventy-five cent offense! When we get home, you're gonna nee-"

"Parker! Shut the hell up! Bones- what the FUCK was THAT?!" Booth yelled at his son and partner.

"Booth! Now-" Brennan was cut off by her overly-exasperated partner.

"NO! Bones NOT NOW! Not FUCKING now! I want to know why the HELL my son just blew the FUCK out of your TV, and HOW THE FUCKING HELL it came back together!"

Brennan set the now screaming baby on the floor near a scared and crying Parker, who had never seen his dad act like this toward anyone.

She then spoke to her partner in an overly calm, clipped tone, as fire was bubbling just below the surface. "Booth! Calm down. I will tel-"

"Calm DOWN?! You're gonna fucking tell me to calm DOWN?! My son's some shit-freak magician and you want me to calm down?! How the fuck is that supposed to happen! What the hell was that!? Booth rambled, his eyes wide with shock and fear, and his hands moving about randomly.

Brennan, seeing as how he was mainly confused instead of angry, calmly lowered his arms down to his sides and slowly rubbed them up and down. "Booth, it's okay. I'll explain everything in a minute, just, calm down."

Ever so slowly, Booth managed to calm down enough to be able to speak more than 'Ho', 'Wha-', and 'Huh', and at that point it was quite late, so Brennan put a distraught Parker in her guest room, stopping to check on Harry in his nursery, whom she had put there once Booth had managed to sit down. As expected, the baby was fast asleep with his tiny fists at his sides. Brennan leaned down to kiss his cheek and smooth out his hair when she noticed his scar. She took in a sharp breath and traced it softly with the pad of her finger before kissing his forehead and tiptoeing toward her dining room table where her partner was seated, staring at a glass of water. His shoulders were raised and tense and the creases between his brows signaled his confusion; his hands were grasped tightly around the glass, flexing in attempt not to lash out at anything and everything in anger; and his eyes were cloudy- his mixed emotions clearly playing in the chocolate depths, repeating over and over like a broken record.

"Hey." Brennan said quietly, finally entering the room.

He looked over to her but said nothing, the grip on his glass tightening slightly. "Hi." came his curt reply.

"Soo- do you want me to just start talking oor, do you want to ask?"

"Talk."

"Oh-kay... Well, Magic exists. Parker's a wizard. He can do magic and perform spells and learn to ride a broom and make potions and... well, it depends on what type of wizard and the strength and focus of his mind that will determine other... specifics."

"And you're one too." He said it as a statement rather than a question.

"Well, witch but essentially it's the same."

"So what do you do?"

She chuckled softly before responding. "That's a loaded question, Booth. What I do and what I've done for the past decade-or-so is identify ancient remains, and the past five years I've been able to give victims of murder back their identities. I write crime-fiction novels and bicker with my best friend. You do know me, Booth. I just have kept more to myself than you realized."

"Bones! Bit of an understatement much?" He scoffed.

"I don-"

"Ugh! So-so what? You-you make flowers appear out of thin air and make weird concoctions with frog legs and-and bones and fly on broomsticks? Is that what I'm getting here?" He stated as he scrubbed his hands over his face.

"Not, not exactly." She hesitated before continuing. "It's more of making transfig-changing potions or healing potions or poisonous ones or, just about anything, really. And we can do the flower thing but... ugh, this just, ugh, it-it's hard to explain." She paused again, searching for the right words. "Magic is like another form of energy, It can do marvelous good, but can also do the worst kind of bad; and if one's not careful, they could potentially become consumed by it or-or things could go wrong; in both good and bad ways. That's part of the reason most people use wands- to channel the energy and focus the intent; less accidents can happen that way. Does that... does that make any sort of sense to you?" She asked hopefully.

Booth nodded almost imperceptibly. "Yeah, little bit." He said, drawing the same amount of attention to his words as his nod.

Brennan exhaled in somewhat relief. "Good. That's, good. Soo, you can... ask me anything. I won't lie. I won't do that, not to you."

That earned a barely noticeable quirk of his lips.

"Why did Parker get it?"

"You mean why can Parker do magic? It's not like small pox or some other rare disease, Booth. You don't get it, you- you're born with it. It's a part of you and it will stay a part of you. It doesn't matter if you're banned or if they take your wand away or even if you're in a 'magic-proofed' room. It's still a part of you."

"Who's they?"

"The Ministries of Magic. Here it's the American Ministry of Magic but it varies from continent to continent and very often even country to country. The headquarters is in England."

"Wow. Okay. So why does Parker do magic? Is it just some random thing that happens or... is it like passed down or something? Oh my God! Can I do that stuff too?! Am I-"

"Booth stop! You're not a wizard okay? You would've found out probably before you were Parker's age. It's quite unusual for someone to find out this late into childhood. I knew when I was three. Though I didn't have an episode like Parker's until I was six."

"So, so the floating bottles and blankets and stuff was actually real? Like, I wasn't crazy? Psycho? Sleep deprived?"

"Nope. It's perfectly natural for children to experience accidental magic until they learn to control it."

He nodded again. "So, you never said why Parker can do it..?"

"Well, usually, it's like you said, passed down from parent or parents to children. But, sometimes, two muggles can have a magical child, what's called a muggle-born. Or, two magical parents can have a child who is unable to perform magic, whom are called squibs. Though that is quite rare and you don't meet many."

"Muggle?"

"It's what witches and wizards call the non-magical population. Like, the armed forces calling non-armed forces civilians."

He nodded once more.

"Where do you learn how to do all that... stuff?"

"School. If Rebecca's not a witch then there is a strong possibility that next year you will have someone come to your house and explain more about Parker and schooling, but when a witch or wizard turns eleven, they're supposed to go to a magical school. There are many throughout the United States and even more throughout the world. It's usually zoned, like normal public schools are, but depending upon skill set and focus and control and power... it is possible to go across district lines or even overseas."

"So it's just like normal school with math and science but with magic mixed in?

"No, not exactly. I believe it depends on the school, but where I went you had a bit of muggle learning, but your focus was always on magic classes."

"Wow."

"It is most likely quite different from what you are used too, I suppose."

He just bit the inside of his cheek and nodded with wide eyes. "Wow." He repeated.

"So can you like... change into different animals and stuff?" Booth asked with wonderment in his eyes.

"Ah, yeah. Yes. I'm pretty adept at transfigurations." Brennan smiled at her partner.

"Can I, uh, can I see it?" He asked tentatively.

Brennan chuckled a bit before nodding. "What do you want to see?"

"Oh! a Dolphin! No, no a giraffe. Nope, nope a monkey. Yeah, a monkey. Or- no! Wait. Do what's easiest or your favorite. Ok? I wanna see your... your most used animal buddy." He said with a smile.

"Well it's not my 'buddy', because it's still me, but I understand your meaning. I suppose I could do my animagus because A) it's awesome as you would put it, and B) it has been a while since I have transfigured into such a creature." She said when she stood up and moved away from the dining room table.

Booth just sat there with a beaming grin on his face.

"Okay..."

Booth watched in amazement as his partner completely transformed in a matter of milliseconds into a magnificent bird, with beautiful black and purple feathers and the eyes of his partner.

"Wo-hooow... That is so cool!" His pupils became the size of saucers as he poked her wing with a single finger. She ruffled her feathers and snipped toward his fingers at the slightly uncomfortable feeling.

"Alright-alright! Sorry." He briefly held his hands up in a surrendering gesture before stoking the top of her head with a gentle finger.

Brennan, feeling in a playful mood, suddenly stretched her wings and darted at her partner's face, making him slip backwards trying to dodge her. And lying on the floor, all he saw through his wide eyes was his partner fall from mid-air and land on her dining room table with her stomach clutched in both arms, laughing hysterically. The sight in itself was so hysterical that he burst out in chuckles as well.

"Whu-wha-haha-t are yo-hu lau-gh-i-hing a-at!"

"You-your fa-facial expre-ssi-sio- oh god yo-your FACE! 'N whe-when I- Ahahaha- vrwoosh! - a-and the-en you ka-BUNK! An-and Oh-my-god!" Brennan tried to get out between her peals of laughter.

"We-well yo-you just fe-fell ou-hout of the sk-hy ah-nd plo-hahaha-pped on the ta-haha-bu-ble." Booth managed to say between his own fits of giggles.

The sights of each other, curled up laughing on a dining room table and a hunky agent giggling, managed to keep the partners laughing for several minutes, until soft crying was heard from down the hall.

Booth and Brennan immediately ceased their laughter and got up off the floor and down from the table, respectively. Booth then headed for his partner's guest room where he knew his son was sleeping.

As he entered the room, he left the door wide open, signaling to his partner, who had been following close behind, to join him.

"Hey Buddy... What's wrong Parks?" The father asked his son softly while patting his back.

"I-I-I don't wa-want you to se-end me to-to live wi-with mom-my a-all the-uh ti-ime! I-I'm sorry for bre-eaki-ing do-tor Bones's Te-eV! I di-idn't mean to Daddy, I di-dn't!"

"Parks, I would never just leave you bud, never okay?"

"Bu-ut yo-ou said I was a f-freak. A-and yo-u don't li-like freaks, you say so at the T-V a-all the time! A-and If you do-on't like freaks th-an ho-ow can you lo-ove me? I don't wanna go-o with mommy all the time! I-I miss yo-ou daddy!"

"Parker, I'll always love you, Bud, no matter what you do or who you become. I was just upset and confused Parker. And said some things that I didn't mean. But no matter what I say I could never, ever love you less. Just more and more, every day. I promise."

Just hearing that his daddy loved him was enough for the distraught little boy, who immediately flew into his father's arms after the explanation.

Brennan, who had been watching form the door, let a smile grace her lips before quietly exiting the door to check on Harry. Gazing at the baby she had yet to acknowledge as her own, she hoped she could be as good as a parent to him as her partner was to his own son. She felt that with the right guidance she might do well, but who was there that could give her that guidance? Her mother and favorite cousin were no longer able to answer. Her best friend had no children, though she loved to spoil them. Her brother and father she did not really want to take too much advise from, seeing as how they both left her to fend for herself. And Cam knew next to nothing about caring for an infant.

Booth! You dummy! He's responsible for Parker and seems to exceed the typical norms associated with being a care provider, and from his interactions with children of the age and intelligence of Parker, It would be reasonable to conclude that he exceeded the norms of caring for an infant as well.

How could you just skip over him, Brennan? You were just thinking about him.

Well, maybe it's not such a good idea to be dwelling on how good you think your partner is at anything except his job!

But he is exceptional with Parker, and it is indisputable that his muscle mass is well defined. That being said, he could easily be exceptional at any numb-

Brennan! Stop.

But he would be good in be-

Oh, my god! Brennan! No.

Harry! Back to the baby Brennan, let's just... focus on the baby.

Harry was sleeping just as peacefully as before. His tiny fists balled up near his head and his mouth occasionally making sucking movements.

"You look so much like your father. He was a good man Harry, and a good father too. Anyone could see it just by the way he would look at you and speak of your mishaps and milestones, even me... But your eyes are all your mother. The bright green that always reminded me of running through the woods behind her backyard in the middle of the summer and looking up at the trees..." Brennan trailed off with a smile, lost in memories.

"Even though I am legally your mother now, I'm not sure I want to take those things away from you." She said, coming out of her reverie.

"I... I am not entirely sure how to go about caring for you, but even so I can assure you that I will do my best, and try to raise you as your parents would want. And when I inevitably end up doing everything wrong, I promise that it will be done with as much... as much love as I am capable of mustering. I just really hope it will be enough."

She finished in a whisper as she softly stroked his cheek with her finger.

Suddenly she felt Booth's hands spin her around and crush her into his embrace as his lips found her temple.

"That right there, what you just said, is exactly why you are already a perfect fit for that little boy." He whispered in her hair.

"Booth, it's impossible t-"

"No, Bones. Saying that you'll be there for him is all that he really needs. The accidents and mistakes will happen on their own, and when they do you'll learn from them. Loving a child through that whole process is what really makes a good parent."

"While I'm quite certain that nutrients, oxygen, suitable living conditions, and adequate mental, social, and physical stimulation would be vital elements in aiding the development of any child, I understand the point you are trying to make and appreciate the sentiment. Thanks, Booth."

He kissed her head again as a way of responding. "So, Bones; Can I ask somethin'?" He said after a few moments of nothing but breathing and baby gurgles to be heard.

Brennan sleepily nodded her head, which was still resting on his chest.

"You said there that, uh, Harry's legally yours right?" She nodded again.

"A-nd you said that you didn't want to take his looks away from him. So I was just wondering if, ya' know, like, when you adopt someone in the magic-world-"

"Wizarding." She mumbled into his chest.

"Huh?" He replied, confused.

"Wizarding World. You said magic- it's wizarding."

"Oh, uh, okay then. When you adopt someone in the Wizarding-World, do they, like, look like you or something."

Brennan's reply was to quietly chuckle, still mindful of the room they were in, and shake her head. "Booth... Magical adoption is another topic for another day. An extremely complicated topic, in fact, for a very long afternoon off. I'll tell you all about it eventually, but now I'm tired and would like to get in as much sleep as I can before Harry wakes up. Both Lily ad James were early rousers, so I would expect him to be as well."

Booth nodded his head and followed Brennan as she exited the room.

She stopped at the hall closet and grabbed a spare pillow, the one that Booth had deemed his after so many nights of staying too late or staying just long enough for Parker to fall asleep after a fun day at the zoo or Brennan's pool. Which, lately, seemed to be happening more and more.

She wordlessly handed it to him and headed for her room when he turned to his. "Night Bones!" Booth said loudly over his shoulder.

"G'Night, Booth!" She called a bit quieter over her own with a smile.

Brennan smiled softly as she entered her bedroom. Booth was so... understanding and accepting after his initial shock. Much more collected and calm that what she had expected.

He had not only found out there was entire society that he was unaware of, but also found out that his partner, a woman he trusted so completely, that he'd killed and died for, and his son, his own flesh and blood that he'd been caring for and raising for eight years, were part of said society.

Before her mind could start wandering places she didn't want them to, she quickly turned off the lights and plopped into bed, thankful she had previously changed.

In the morning, she was woken by the sun on her face and the sound of laughter coming from the other end of her apartment.

Smiling, she climbed out of bed and made her way towards the laughter.

On the floor in the living room, Parker was smiling, laying on his back with his legs up in the air, flying Harry around on his feet. Erupting a fit of giggles and kicks from the baby.

"Heya Bones!" Parker said, noticing Brennan leaning on the wall in the entryway.

"Good morning Parker. Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah. Dad snores though, and it's really loud."

"Well, maybe you should just push him off of the bed..." Brennan trailed off. Amazed, as always, at how easily she interacted with Parker.

"Bones! I'm pretty sure I would be grounded for a month if I pushed dad off the bed!"

"I'm sure your dad would find some enjoyment and hilarity out of it so I don't believe he would ground you for a whole month, Parker."

"Nope. Parker's right, Bones. It'd be a month." Booth said, waltzing in with a plate of pancakes.

"But, why? I pushed you off that bed in Vegas you laughed..." She said while looking confused, skipping over the part where he yelped like a baby and screamed.

"Bones! That was an accident and under compl-"

"You pushed DAD off a BED?! That is so COOL!" Parker interrupted.

"Wait.. why were you guys in the same bed? I thought that you wer-"

"Pancakes! Who wants pancakes?" The other Booth interrupted this time.

Harry began clapping excitedly when he saw the plateful of pancakes in the elder Booth's hands.

"I thought Thursdays were French toast days..." Brennan directed at Booth.

"They are, but there was just enough mix left for pancakes so I decided to go with those."He answered simply.

"Soo does that mean I get French toast on Monday?" Parker chimed in hopefully, as he was with his dad most Mondays.

"Sure Bub, just gotta remind me to get the stuff 'cause we got nothin' in the fridge."

"Hey! I thought next Monday was Diner Monday!" Brennan exclaimed taking her focus away from the pancake she was tearing for Harry.

"Ooo- Bones is right Parker. But I'll tell ya' what- next Monday we'll do French toast instead'a pancakes huh? Sound good?"

"Ya-huh!" Parker managed to get out through an oversized mouthful of pancakes.

The adults smiled and Harry giggled. Breakfast continued much the same way until Booth announced that it was time for him and Parker to leave, as it was cutting it close when adding in time for showers and traffic. He was tempted to just take the day off and let Parker stay with him, but he knew Rebecca would probably have his ass, even if it was a late-start day.

Closing the door behind him and his son after exchanging goodbyes and a magic-accident when washing dishes that needed cleaning, Booth smiled to himself.

Even though everything he knew had been completely skewed, nothing, not one single moment of the morning had felt any different to him than their previous mornings with Brennan had. And for that, he was thankful.

Another thing- should I have another member of the Jeffersonian or just someone they know be a witch/wizard? I was sort of thinking maybe Cam, But I'm not exactly sure. I have one of the squints completely planned out;)) but the others I'm not so sure about. Hell, I'm not even sure If Zack's still in the picture for this one... OKAY! I'm done now! again- sorry for the longer wait and REVIEW! I need some answers to my questions! Thanks:)