I promised myself I wouldn't start this until college was over. I still have eight projects to finish in the next three weeks and almost no time, but I'm just hopeless and here this is. I have no idea where this story is going but it probably won't be long, and if you don't like it, it will just be a one-shot.

This is a future fic, purely fluff and light hearted. So, don't worry, there'll be no angst or any drama.

If you read my previous story "As Long as You're Mine" you'll recognize the main characters (you obviously already know Booth and Brennan, but what I mean is that you'll recognize my Booth and Brennan… ;) ), but there's absolutely no need to read that story to understand this one. Of course, I wouldn't mind if you went there and also checked it… but that's up to you.

All you need to know is that Booth and Brennan are together for three years now and have a three year old daughter. They might be a little bit OOC, but keep in mind it's a future fic and they've been together for a while now. The rest you can read on the Chapter below.

PS: English is not my first language and as much as I try, you'll probably find a typo and a grammar mistake here and there. I don't mind if you tell me about them, I actually appreciate it, it makes it possible for me to correct them.

PS2: This is supposed to be a sequel, hence all the happiness and everything too good to be true in this chapter. This will probably be a short story anyway.

PS3: I know A LOT of you can't stand daughter stories anymore, but I already tell you what this one is about on the sinopse, so if you don't like them, just don't read. Some of you complain they never have a son, but there are more stories here with them having a boy than a girl. If you don't believe me I can send you some links. And I wanted them to have a girl, so, that's why they have a girl here.

Disclamer: No, I don't own them. I tried to buy the rights but seems like Fox thinks I don't owe enough money for that. =/ The cute kid is mine, though.

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"Mommy! Daddy!" A hyper three-year-old little girl jumped on her parents' bed. "Wakey, wakey!"

There was no reaction from either of the adults. They had had a long and productive night and fell asleep just a couple of hours before. Getting up now was not really on their plans.

"Come oooooon!" The child whined. It was a beautiful Saturday morning and soon her big brother would arrive and they would spend the whole day in the park. Her mother even promised to let her enter and swim on the waterfall this time.

"Booth, go get your daughter." Brennan moaned and pulled her pillow over her face.

"She's yours too." He groaned back, not bothering to open his eyes.

"No." Her answer was muffed by the pillow. "She obviously didn't get that terrible' hyper at 7 am' gene from me. Your bad gene, your responsibility."

Brennan didn't hear anything else from the man lying beside her and she couldn't help envying his ability to fall back asleep that easily. Since she gave birth to the adorable little girl who was now sitting on the bed with arms and legs crossed and a big pout on her face, annoyed for not getting any of the attention she was supposed to get, she'd never had a full perfect night of sleep. Even though Belle was a very nice baby and would usually sleep through the night, she would wake up every couple of hours just to check on her and make sure everything was okay.

Booth tried countless times to tell her not to worry, that she would be fine. It was easy for him to say, he had already been through that before when he had Parker. But she was a first time mother and being a genius and very wealthy didn't change a thing about the worries and cautions that haunts every first time mothers. They hired a nurse to spend the night with Belle when Booth started to be really worried about her, but the woman only lasted one night. She ended up sleeping on the couch on the living room while Brennan took the bed on the nursery. She just couldn't trust anyone else with her baby and having a nurse there didn't stop her from waking up several times in the middle of the night.

He finally gave up and decided it was useless. When Temperance Brennan stuck an idea on her head, there was no one in this world who would make her change her mind. It would get better with time, he told himself back then, and it really did. After their daughter's first birthday, Brennan realized her baby was more independent and less likely to get harmed, but that didn't mean she still wouldn't wake up at the sound of any sneeze or harder breathe. Booth, although very good when it was his turn to check on the baby, didn't have any trouble to fall back asleep afterwards, unlike her, who would have to name every bone of the human body before finally getting her sleep back.

But this morning she wouldn't give in. He would be the first one to wake up. She told him the night before that it would be better if they just lied there and rested, because the next day would be full of activities and they would need the energy. He assured her he had enough energy for both night and morning activities. Maybe he was being sincere, he had already proved that to her before. They just weren't expecting that their lovely kid would be awake so early in the morning.

Booth felt something pressing his stomach and two tiny hands slapping him lightly on the cheeks. "Daddy!"

Oh, yes. She had climbed over him. She may have inherited his appreciation for the morning, but that stubbornness and that heavy little hand she definitely got from her mother. He smiled before he opened his eyes slowly.

Two big baby-blue-eyes stared back at him.

"Morning, Bells." He grinned sleepily.

"Hi, Daddy." She grinned back, making her dimples show on her chubby cheeks. Her dark brown hair was in a complete mess all over her head and Booth thought he'd never seen a more adorable creature than the one sitting over his stomach. "Thoughts you'd never wake."

"Well, I was afraid you'd call the S.W.A.T team if I didn't finally give in and open my eyes." He joked and rubbed his face.

"Don't knows what that means." She grimaced and repeated the phrase she heard her mother say so many times over her short life. Her father once told her it was 'Mommy's motto', whatever that meant.

Booth chuckled and brushed his daughter's hair.

"So, why is my little princess so excited today that she jumped out of bed as soon as the sun was out?" He asked her.

"It's Satuday! You and Mommy told me you'd take me and Paks to the park today and we'd swim in the waterfall and have picnic!" She reminded him. "And Paks pomised me he would get here vewy early and it's mowning alweady, so he's pobably almost here."

Right. Like there was any chance of Belle forgetting about that. He should have known by now they shouldn't tell the kids about the adventures they would have on the weekends. They would be so excited that they'd wake up completely by themselves and usually earlier than the parents would take as the perfect time.

"I don't think he'll be here at least for the next two hours, princess." He told her after taking a glimpse at the clock on the nightstand. 6:12. 2 hours and 8 minutes of sleep.

"Why not?" She pouted.

"Because I don't think Auntie Becky will bring him before eight." Booth said. "So, what do we do while we wait for Parker?"

"Beakfast?" Belle suggested, opening a wide smile.

"Hmm… sounds great to me." Booth agreed. "But before…" He turned his head to look at the sleeping Bones, or better saying, pretending to be sleeping Bones, lying next to him. Looking up at his daughter, he opened a wicked smile and waved his fingers up to her and then pointed at Brennan.

It didn't take long for the little girl to understand what he was saying and she nodded, smiling conspiratorially.

Brennan, who was listening to the conversation the entire time, became suspicious of the sudden silence that filled the room. What were those two possibly-?

Before she could finish her thought, she was attacked by four hands tickling every inch of her body.

"NO!" She yelped, trying to be mad but complete failing and laughing loudly.

"Mommy is wakey! Mommy is wakey!" Belle sang song while tickling her mother's neck.

"That's not fair." Brennan complained between the laughs. "That's two against one!"

"That's what you get for pretending to be asleep, my dear Bones." Booth smirked.

Brennan took advantage of her attackers' distraction to grab the little girl and lay her in the bed, now her turn to do the tickling.

"No, Mommy!" Belle giggled. "Stop." Louder laughs. "Daddy, save me!"

"Stop torturing my baby, Bones!" Booth said playfully and poked his girlfriend on her weak spot on the back. He knew it was her ticklish spot.

"Oh!" Brennan whooped and freed the little girl, who hid behind her father with tears of laughers in her eyes, her cheeks bright pink.

"Thanks, Daddy!" She said wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning her cheek against his.

Brennan sat on the bed and looked at two of her favorite people in this world, looking at her with the exact same charming smile on their faces. Of course Belle had to inherit his smile. Like Booth wasn't already enough. She really needed another person in this world who would get whatever she wanted from her just opening that charm smile that melted her heart and made it impossible for her to say 'no'. If someone told her five years before that some day she would be there, giggling at 6 am after being awake with tickles from her daughter and her partner, she would laugh in their face. She was so glad she changed her mind about having children and a family. She'd never been as happy as she's been since her baby girl came to this world and she and Booth finally admitted their feeling for each other.

"You shouldn't conspire against me with your father, Isabelle Grace." Brennan narrowed her eyes and tried to hide the smile on her face.

"Sowy, Mommy, but that was fun!" The girl said excitedly.

"It really was." Booth agreed and with a quick movement, grabbed Belle and brought her to his lap, making the little girl let out a scream and giggle again.

"Alright, I have to admit it wasn't the worst way start the day. Serotonin is always welcome." She smiled and looked at her daughter. "Now, where's my good morning kiss?" She said reaching her arms to the little girl.

Belle jumped from his father's lap right away and threw herself in her mother's arms, giving her a huge wet smack on the cheek. Brennan grinned and kissed her back before giving her a tight hug.

"Now that's what I call a good morning." She said.

"You know how it can get even better?" Booth asked mysteriously.

Brennan looked down at the little girl, now sitting on her lap with questioning in her eyes. Both looked back at the man sitting in from of them and asked curiously: "How?"

"Chocolate pancakes!" He whispered like it was a secret.

"Pancakes!" Belle squealed happily.

"That sounds very appetizing!" Brennan agreed. "Why don't you two go and start preparing our delicious meal while I organize this mess and start packing for our day out?"

"Alright, now we better get moving." Booth said and stood up. "Chop, chop!" He clapped his hands and looked at Belle. "Will you come and help me, Little Bones?"

"Yep!" Belle nodded and took the hand her father offered.

"Be ready in fifteen minutes, Bones, you don't want your pancakes cold." He winked before leaving the bedroom.

Brennan leaned back in the bed and sighed, a smile dancing on her face. Could her life get any better? Because right now, she didn't think it could be.

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So… what do you think? Is this going somewhere? Is it too boring? Too happy? Should I continue?

A very wise person told me that 'eventually' will only happen after that little blue button bellow that says 'review this chapter' is clicked a lot of times. Don't we all want to get to eventually? So… what are you waiting to click on it, help us to reach 'eventually' and in addiction also tell me what did you think about this? ;)