A/N: This is my story for the Bonesology 2017 Valentine's Day Gift Exchange written for GalaxieGurl who wanted Parker to introduce his love interest to his "Bones" family. I'm fairly certain that what I've done with this story is not what she would've come up with writing it herself, but I also assume that's exactly why she asked for someone else to take on this prompt – to explore a different view.

GalaxieGurl – I hope you enjoy this gift and that it sufficiently entertains. This will be a multi-chapter story and it may not all be done by February 14th (my apologies), but hopefully, no one objects too much.

Disclaimer: I own nothing Bones related except my imagination.

As the wheels of the British Airways A330 Airbus touched down on the tarmac at Reagan National Airport, Parker Booth glanced over at the young woman sitting in the seat beside him, gently chewing on her bottom lip as she stared intently at the back of the seat in front of her. It was obvious she was a little nervous. Parker was feeling some butterflies in his stomach too, but for days, he'd been trying to convince himself it was simply due to excitement, not nerves. Sure, he was bringing his girlfriend, Millie, to Washington DC to meet his Dad's side of the family, but he was certain they'd all get along just fine, so there really wasn't any reason to feel nervous. Right?

Parker and Millie been dating almost seven months now, finally becoming lovers about four months ago on his 18th birthday. Talk about a Happy Birthday present. Millie had rocked his socks off – figuratively and literally. Surprisingly, she'd actually been his first but she told him that what he lacked in experience, he'd made up for in enthusiasm. Not so surprisingly, with an 18-year old male's stamina and appetites plus Parker's keen intellect, that lack of experience issue was rapidly dissipating. He was a quick learner and a diligent student.

Reaching out, he gently grasped her hand, linking their fingers together against her jean-clad thigh as he leaned over and bumped her shoulder with his. "Hey, no more of that, Millie. I told you this trip will be the bees knees. You're going to love visiting Washington DC."

Brown eyes, not too unlike his own, turned to look at him from a flawless pale face surrounded by dark coffee brown colored hair. Her strawberry red painted lips quirked up in a half smile. "I'm sorry. I can't seem to help the collywobbles I get thinking about meeting your Dad and your stepmom. Just from the stories you've told me about your dad . . . he seems like such a badass. I keep worrying that I'll piss him off somehow and end up in handcuffs before the week is over."

"He's not that bad," Parker grinned. "He's just Dad, you know? He believes in acting honorably and helping others, but he still likes to have fun. He's a little old-fashioned about some things and sometimes, he still seems to think I'm only ten years old, but he's getting better about that. He's mellowed a lot since he got married. Bones has some sort of mind voodoo tricks she seems to be able to do on him to bring him around if he starts getting unreasonable."

Millie groaned and slumped down a little further in her seat. "Oh, yeah. Then there's Bones. I mean . . . wow . . . your stepmom is the Dr. Temperance Brennan. Brilliant. Beautiful. Such an inspiration to women everywhere. How do you even speak with her without getting all tongue-tied?"

Parker laughed. "I've known her for fourteen years, ever since I was only 4, and I've never thought of her as anything other than just Bones. She's cool. She doesn't act like she's famous or anything. Trust me, you'll love her."

Millie snorted and rolled her eyes. "I'm more worried I'll love her too much and she won't care for me a'tall. I just want to plant a big wet kiss on her when I see her. I swear, I have every book she's ever written downloaded onto my Kindle and I've already pre-ordered her next release which doesn't even come out for a couple more months. Her stories are bloody marvelous and I'm gonna have a bugger of a time not totally fan-girling when I meet her."

Parker lifted their hands and placed a sweet kiss on the back of hers without letting go. "You know, I'll let you in on a little secret if you promise to keep it to yourself." Millie looked at him skeptically from the corners of her eyes, but nodded her head in agreement, using her free hand to mimic crossing her heart. "I've never actually read any of her books before," he whispered dramatically. Parker shrugged his shoulders before explaining. "When I was a little kid, my Dad said I couldn't read them until I grew armpit hair and then since I've been old enough, I've been more into non-fiction or science fiction instead."

"No way, you must be bamming me." Millie stared at him like he was from another planet. "Oh, Parker. You really should try reading one. They're not like typical crime-fiction novels. As much as you enjoy science-y stuff, I think you'd really like them."

Parker grinned and leaned closer to her like he was about to reveal another deep secret. "My Dad once said that a lot of the stuff Bones puts in her stories about crimes and forensics is based off of real experiences they've had working together as partners." He sat back, puffing out his chest proudly. "He's always claimed, even before they started dating, that the Agent Andy character is based off him too."

"Really?" Millie's eyes twinkled teasingly and her voice dropped closer to a whisper as she leaned over the armrest into his personal space. "Does that mean he's also her muse for the incredibly hot sex scenes she writes because I gotta say, her Kathy Reichs character is very creative and adventurous between the sheets." Millie waggled her eyebrows at him. "Quite an inspiration."

Parker closed his eyes and thumped his head back against his seatback. "Oh God, don't say it like that. Now I'm gonna be wondering every time I . . . you know . . . fool around with a girl that she's getting her ideas from my stepmom."

Millie kissed his cheek, right in front of where his jaw met his ear. "Well, I obviously can't speak for all girls, but while you're with me, they don't really matter anyway. However, I promise you this Parker Booth: When I get you naked, I am not thinking about your stepmom."

Before he could respond again, the stewardess announced that it was okay for people to unfasten their seat belts and depart the plane. They were at their terminal. Probably a good thing because whenever Millie started talking about getting naked together, Parker's brain seemed to stop functioning completely and showing up at his Dad's house with a raging erection and an inability to string words into a sentence didn't seem like the best way to make Millie's introduction.

Hand in hand, Millie and Parker made their way down to the baggage claim area to pick up their luggage before heading outside to the Taxi cab stand. As they stood in line at the curb, Parker started bobbing up and down on the balls of his feet and his palm started to perspire. Millie noted he was now chewing on his lip. "Parker? What's wrong? You seem . . . tense all of a sudden."

"Um, well, I have another confession to make, Millie." Parker swallowed and glanced at her guiltily. "I, uh, well, I didn't actually let my Dad know we were coming."

Millie's jaw dropped open. "What? Are you daft?"

Parker forced a smile. "I thought it would be a nice surprise for them." He stepped forward and opened the door to the taxi cab that just pulled up for her, motioning for her to climb in while the driver stashed their bags in the boot. "Don't worry, I'm sure it'll be fine."

"Bloody hell." Millie frowned, crossing her arms to keep herself from clobbering her idiotic boyfriend, and shook her head. "Bloody fucking hell."

A/N: Just a short introduction. I'd love to hear your thoughts on Parker's surprise.