Chris sat on her bed. She had her long golden brown hair moved to her left shoulder, and she was stroking the faces of the photo in her hand. There was a man, a woman, a teenager, and two children.

The man was Chris' father. Special Agent Seeley Booth, he had brown hair that was spiked toward the front and dark brown eyes. He was slightly older, and a bit taller than the woman standing next to him. She was Chris' mother. Doctor Temperance Brennan-Booth. She had long auburn brown hair, and pale blue eyes.

The teenage boy, with curly brown hair, and dark brown eyes, was her half-brother Parker. He was 18 when this photo was taken. The two children were a boy and a girl, and they're were about 11 years younger than Parker.

The girl, who was a younger version of Chris, and she was about 7. Her hair was a dirty blonde and had blue eyes like her mother. The boy was 4 years younger than Chris, he had shaggy light brown almost auburn hair, and brown eyes like his father. He was Chris' little brother Zack.

"17 years ago." Christine said aloud, looking at the other photos that were along the wall.

Then her eyes fell upon the other ones that were taking the same day, the one of her aunts, uncles and her parents. Her Uncle Sweets was running a hand through his dark brown hair, while his wife Olivia hung on his arm, laughing with Chris' aunt Angela. Angela's husband Hodgins was gripping Brennan's neck playfully, while Booth was poking at Sweets.

"Wow, they're such dorks." She laughed, seeing another photo, one of all her cousins and siblings.

Parker held a baby in his arms, and you could see she was only a couple months old, it was her cousin Lily. He was ruffling the blonde hair of Lily's older brother Alex, who was five. Alex was bugging their cousin Gavin who was a year older. Meanwhile Zack was hanging on his brother's leg, Chris was hugging Michael, and Katie was playing with Mason as he tugged at his sister Ashley's hair.

Chris thought back to that day but then she looked down at the clock. 7:33. She would have to be at the foster home in 2 and a half hours, so she decided to go for a run. Cool her from all the nostalgia. She changed into a pink sports tank-top and some shorts.

She ran for about a 15 minutes, noticing that she was in a way too familiar area far from her apartment. She looked around and then she heard a very familiar voice.

"Well, didn't you grow up well?" said a male voice.

Chris turned around and the face that greeted her was her very own older non-blood related cousin Michael. His skin had grown lighter, to the fact you couldn't even tell he was Angela's son. Unless of course you looked to his face, then he had her brown hair, and dark brown eyes.

Mike ran his hand threw his spiked hair, he styled it to look close to Chris' father's haircut. He was hoping that it would make her notice him more. But all it did was remove his bangs so he could notice her more. Not that he has talked to her since the last family gathering.

"Minvin what you doing around here?" Chris laughed.

He melted a little as she remembered his nickname. "Well Steeny I happen to live around here."

They had called each other those names since age 2. When Booth came up with the nickname for Michael, but he himself had come up with Steeny because he couldn't say Christine.

"Really? You moved out of your parents house?" Chris asked enthused.

"Yeah once I started going to work at the hospital, I decided to get my own place. Living in a mansion is nice, but not with your parents, and two siblings." Mike laughed.

"Whose still living at home?" Chris wanted to know.

"Alex and Lily." Mike said, looking down.

Chris followed his eyes. She had failed to notice that he was completely naked down to his waist, and he had on a pair of black shorts. When did Mikey become so fit? She thought to herself.

"Hey Chrissie can we catch up?" Mike asked, referring to the name he used to call her as a teenager.

"Yeah sure, I was about to head over to the foster home. But you might what to decide on which nickname you're calling me before we get back to my house." Chris laughed.

"I think I'll stick with just Chris. Um I should change." Mike said pointing to his bare chest.

"Oh yeah, uh I'll pick you up, you can come with me to the foster home, and then we can have lunch." Chris said, still looking down at his beautiful set of abs.

"No, you don't have to do that." He said, he didn't want to seem like a dork.

"Please. You wouldn't be able to find the tiny crappy apartment I have. So here, type in your address." She said, pulling out her phone and handing it to him.

He hesitated but when he finally grabbed the phone he felt her jump a lit, her hands were so small. His hands were so soft, after he put the address in, it came to the point of goodbye. Without thinking she gave him a quick hug, but it wasn't too quick because she breathed heavily when she felt his bare skin, and didn't want to let go, but did seconds later.

"Well I'll see you then." She said, running off in the direction she came. Mike ran back to his house and he hopped right in the shower. But he soon regretted it, the shower was the best place to think, and his thoughts were all on Christine.

When did she start looking so nice? Was she always like that? Why did she hug me? Who cares you know you loved it. Did I? She's your cousin, well not technically but still. What would the family say? Mom would love it. Sweets would have a field day. I would get a complete earful from Katie, probably Ashley too, maybe even Gavin. What why am I thinking about this stuff?