So I think this is my last chapter for this story. I have a couple other stories in the works. Hope you enjoyed this. Comments are always enjoyable!! Thank you so much for reading!
Skipping three years into the future, to the tenth anniversary of the Trade Center Attacks.
"I have the condo reserved for the week again and we can pick up Parker on the way our of town." I told him over the phone.
"Thanks Bones." He said as we got off the phone. We had spent the last three years working together as usual. Partners at work, a family once the work day had ceased. We had hosted foster children together. Since I had Andy for the week it made me realize that I could give back and help other kids that were like myself, kids who needed a home and needed a family.
Booth had talked me into buying a house on the edge of town. Seven bedrooms. It was an old Victorian home that had been renovated and though it was almost completely modern it still held its history. We almost always had at least two children living with us. The master suite was amazing, complete with a private bathroom with Jacuzzi tub. We each had our separate offices where we made our only modification to the home. We tore down the wall between the two and put a sliding wall so they could be two rooms but most of the time it was one large room. Parker had his own room, dinosaurs and sports. He couldn't decide which he wanted so we gave him both. We had a guest room that was often used by Jack and Angela or Russ and Amy. And then most importantly we had two rooms we used for our foster children. There was a set of bunk beds in each so we could have up to four kids.
It was a big change for us to finally admit that we had feelings for each other and to merge our lives. We were not married but we were completely committed to each other. We did not have our own children, instead we fostered children who did not have families of their own. For all of our differences we easily found ways to come together.
As we neared the tenth anniversary of our friends deaths in the attack we once again came together to share our strength. This year we were going to bring our whole family to the Memorial Ceremony. We had done it the last couple years but this year was different. This year we had an official family. Booth, Parker, Britney and Derek who were seventeen year old twins, their half brother Kaleb who was nine and Faith who was two months old… we were adopting the four of them and thanks to Caroline the adoption would be official on the eleventh. We met the four of them through a difficult case and we just could not let them grow up in the system. Britney and Derek were going to be seniors in high school and did not want them to be separated from their younger siblings who would have easily been adopted out.
The twins and Kaleb's dad was killed in the attack and their mother remarried only a year ago giving them their baby sister. Their mother had been killed by their step-father and Faith's father before he turned the gun on himself. They did not have any other family who was able to care for them and so they went into the system. I found out a week later that they had been separated and threw a fit. Booth made things happen though and pulled a few strings until we were granted custody.
When Booth got home that night we had dinner together as a family as we did every night. We tucked in all the kids and waited until they fell asleep. Then I followed Booth into our bedroom where he sat down on the foot of the bed and started to cry.
I sat down next to him and leaned my head into his shoulder. "You are never alone Baby."
"For the first time in my life I don't feel alone Bones. Thank you."
"We are family. You showed me what family means Booth."
"We are an interesting family."
"There are all kinds."
"I think we proved that."
"I want to get married Booth."
"What?"