"Helllooo. Hellloooooooooooooooooooo." Christine said into Daisy's belly, making Daisy laugh from the ticklish feeling that it gave her. Sweets smiled a he watched Christine try to talk to his unborn child.
"Angela called me, she said she found something interesting on the chip, so I have to go." Brennan said, walking through her living room. "You can watch Christine, right?"
"Sure. Isn't Coopers body supposed to come in today?"
"No, it comes in tommorrow." She said before leaving.
"Okay, Christine, we got the day together." Sweets grinned, picking her up and sitting her in his lap. "So what do you want to play?"
"Board games!" Christine laughed. "We have bunches of board games!"
"Board games it is!" Sweets said, lifting her up in the air. Christine squealed happily as Sweets carried over to the cabinet where they kept the boardgames, making airplane noises.
"Which boardgame should we play first, huh?" Sweets asked, sitting her down infront of the cabinet.
"Hmmmm..." Christine said, her tiny face clenching with thought before she snatched up Candyland. "This one! Candyland! Candyland!"
"An excelent choice!" Sweets grinned.
"Candyland? I love that game!" Daisy said, standing up.
"Awesome, lets do this."
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"H-how did she beat me?" Sweets asked, looking wide eyed at the gameboard while Daisy and Christine giggled at him.
"Baby, she's three. Does it really matter?" Daisy giggled, rubbing her belly.
"No, I just... I don't... how...?" Sweets sputtered, face filled with an adorable confusion.
"Daddy always said I was like a cardshark but with boardgames." Christine giggled, swinging her feet back and forth.
"We'll just see about that. Lets go again."
twenty minutes later...
"HOW!?"
"Lance, it's just a boardgame."
"B-but... but she..." Sweets pouted.
"I told ya so!" Christine giggled, making her game peice dance.
"Alrighty then... Shoots and Ladders! Thats my game, lets play that and see how you fare." Sweets said, staring Christine down. Christine smirked back a smirk that looked like one of her father's smirks.
"Oh no..." Daisy said, shaking her head.
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"How did she beat me at EVERY game?" Sweets asked sitting down on the couch.
"She warned you, baby." Daisy said, kissing the top of his head before taking a sseat beside him.
"I did." Christine giggled as she climbed into Sweets lap.
"I still think you cheated."
"Uncle Sweets, I'm three." Christine giggled harder.
"Fine, fine. Lets just watch this movie." Sweets pouted.
"Uncle Sweets is making pouty face, Daisy."
"What should we do about it, Christine?" She asked in a tone that suggested they had both knew that to do.
"Let's tickle him!" Christine squealed.
"Yeah!"
"What!?" He squeaked before the two ladys started to tickle him, making him howl with laughter. "Stop! St-stop! D-d-daisy! St-stop!" He laughed on as they tickled him.
"You gotta say the magic words!" Christine said, ticking him under his arms.
"Please! Please, stop!" Sweets laughed and they stopped. "You're both evil." Sweets said, rapping his arms around himself.
"You're silly, Uncle Sweets." Christine said, hugging onto Sweets.
"No, you are."
"Can we do something this weekend, Uncle Sweets?" Christine asked, batting her eyelashes up at him.
"Sure, we can go to the park." Sweets smiled.
"And we can ride those paddle boats you love so much." Daisy added.
"Really?" Christine asked, her eyes sparkling with joy.
"Yeah, sounds like fun." Sweets said, giving the girl a hug.
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"What was is that you wanted me to see?" Brennan asked as she walked into Angela's office.
"You know the guy who put Booth in jail?" Angela asked, typing on her tablet.
"Yes?"
"Is this him?" Angela asked, pulling up an image on her screen.
"Yes... Where did you find this?" Brennan blinked.
"The chip. He has commited fraud, taken brides... And a bunch of other stuff... Bad stuff." Angela said, pulling the info up.
"Angela, this is great work... Wait... So we have information on his man?" Brennan said slowly to make she understood. "Information that we could use to blackmail him... into releasing Booth?"
"Yes... We do." Angela sighed, biting on the inside of her lip.
"Should we... use it?"
"That's your choice, sweetie."
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Just a short little chapter to rap up this little story. Good? I thinks it's good.
So... I have decided to write the sequel. Even though no one will read it, I'm already writing chapter in my head. So... yeah.
REVIEW, my ducks.