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A/N: Hey, don't really know what to say about this one. Just...I hope you like it.


"Yes, but Bones . . . " Booth was about to launch into another tirade about how the definitive tone of her voice and the satisfied smile on her face meant absolutely nothing to him when he had no idea what her words meant, when he heard something that made his stomach drop.

"Seeley!" he heard even as he tried to slink backwards and briefly considered hiding behind Bones, she was tall enough.

No such luck.

"Hey," he said hesitantly, "Mom. It's good to see you."

"Now don't use that tone with me," said his Mom stonily, but her generous hugs and kisses betrayed her scolding words. Booth had made it down the platform steps just in time to prevent his mother from setting off the alarm.

"What tone?" He asked innocently.

"That tone you use when you know you've done something wrong and you're wondering how you can butter me up, it's been three weeks since you've called me!"

Brennan had to grin at how well Booth's mother knew him, which made perfect sense seeing as he was her son, but her smile turned to a look of shock when she heard the next words from Booth's mom.

"Seeley," said his mother in a poorly disguised whisper, "is that her? Can I meet her?"

"Umm….yeah, that's her, but….I don't know if….She's very busy," he finished lamely.

"Well I want to meet her," his mother said petulantly.

Booth grimaced and motioned for Brennan to come down and join them. We might as well get this over with, he thought. He could see Brennan hesitate for a moment before making her way down the steps. He gave her a look, trying obviously to apologize and convey the fact that this would not be left alone until introductions were made.

Booth's mom continued to whisper to him as Brennan moved down the stairs.

"She's gorgeous Seeley. Your description didn't do her justice, I mean, you said she was beautiful, but . . . "

Booth cut his mother off, wishing nothing more than for the floor to open up and swallow him as he saw Brennan's face turn slightly crimson.

"Mom, Please! What did I tell you about…?" Booth whispered frantically, sounding absolutely mortified. His mother interrupted him, intent it seemed on seeing just how humiliating she could make this situation for her son who appeared to be having a mild panic attack.

"It's nothing to be ashamed of Seeley, she's very attractive and if you've . . . "

By that point Brennan had reached them and he mustered up enough courage to look at her. What he was met with was not the mortification and embarrassment that he had been expecting, but amusement.

"It's nice to meet you Mrs. Booth. I'm Temperance Brennan," Brennan shook his mom's hand graciously and took it better than Booth thought she would when his Mom insisted on giving her a hug and telling her how Seeley talks about her all the time when he calls.

"Yes, the last time he called was after a particularly difficult case and he was saying how thankful he is that whatever you guys have to endure that at least you have someone to go through it with. You know, he used to have nothing to say when he called except stores about Parker, not that I don't adore hearing about my beautiful grandson, but now all I hear about is how brilliant you are, your writing, your science…." Booth's mother rambled on happily, oblivious to the fact that her son looked like he had just swallowed a worm and was studiously avoiding the twinkling eyes of his partner who actually seemed to be enjoying every minute of this painfully awkward conversation. "….and he even admitted once that he doesn't know how he did it before you."

Booth gasped, since when had his Mother become so free with personal confidences? "Mom, aren't you exaggerating a little?" He asked hopefully, did he really talk about her that often?

"Oh no Seeley, even when you two weren't getting along all I heard about was what how annoying you thought she was, but you always had to admit that you worked very well together. And I mean, after working so long together it was only logical that… " Booth placed a hand over his Mother's mouth.

"….only logical that you meet my Mom. Isn't that right?"

"Uh, yes dear, of course," said his Mother, shooting her son a confused look. "Well, all I can say is that my son thinks very highly of you. Seeley may be a kind hearted person, but he doesn't display so great an amount of respect for just anybody."

Brennan smiled at Booth before she looked back at his mother, "I think he's pretty great too. You raised him well, although he does have a tendency to be a little overprotective at times."

"Well you just tell him dear if you need him to back off, he means well, but he can be awfully smothering sometimes. From what I've heard, you're a very strong women, so you just tell him that you can take care of yourself."

Booth cut in. "This is not something I want you two bonding over. Come on Mom, I'll take you out to lunch. You coming Bones?"

"Yeah, I'll meet you there in few; I've got a couple things to clear up before I can take a break," she said apologetically while Booth's mother smiled on.

"All right, see you later." She had turned away, but he continued to stare after her retreating form, unable though, to observe the grin that now dominated her features.

His mother leaned in and whispered in his ear, unfortunately not quiet enough to escape the ears of the forensic anthropologist who was almost halfway across the lab:

"Why aren't you dating her yet?"

Booth mumbled something in response.

"What do you mean you haven't told her!?"

Booth literally began to drag his Mother away before her inability to whisper properly and apparent incapability of keeping any of his words spoken in confidence to herself, did any more damage.


So, should there be a second part? I think there probably will be, but I'm not 100 sure yet. Please, tell me what you think. Anything you don't like (be gentle, I'm very fragile ) anything you do. Again, I just enjoy hearing from you and I'm going to play the pity card and ask fro some 'get well' reviews since I'm kinda under the weather. How despicable and pathetic is that? You should comment and tell me.

Does anyone else think it's high time that we met Booth's parents?