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Kinda cool. Hope the little boss will like it.
zoeparks: Wendell was exasperated. Despite the birth of Nicholas didn’t think he would have to change his habits, in fact, he continued to play vieo gmes up late and behaving himself as a child. Almost like his son. He had noticed that when Nico was born, Zoe had thought to do everything…
The anger of a woman is inversely proportional to the amplitude of her response. Over her answer short is, more she is pissed. And this is a fact. Zoe hadn’t slept in days and she could safely say that in her body there was more coffee than water. In recent days she had worked for eight hours at the Jeffersonian, then she had returned home and she had continued until the morning doing for mother and father to her child. This pissed her a little, she had almost decided to throw all Wendell’s games out of the window or even send him to live with Hodgins and Angela.
She barely suppressed a yawn while her partner was trying in some way to make her understand his that if he wanted to he would have gone away on its own, so she just simply rolled her eyes and continued her work.
"I just wanted to say that you could stay a bit with him, instead of playing always Flabby Birds. He also needs you."
Wendell thought that maybe Zy was right, maybe he was too negligent with his family. He really loved Zoe, with all his heart. Maybe too much. And his son, too. He was the best thing he could ever have, his little life expectancy, everything pure and good in his world too poor and without miracles. Maybe he was wrong. He had the scholarship, he met dr Brennan, agent Booth, his friends and Zoe, of course. He felt really lucky, despite all the cancer shit. "I'm... look, I know I'm not the best guy in this world, and that there are so many guys much better than me, but... I love you. And the kid, too." he said with a sigh.
Zoe just wanted to stay a little bit alone after all the congratulations and scrams and happiness of every one of her friends and colleagues. She was quite happy, too, anyway, something inside here still tried to made her feel all the sadness and pain of what future was reserving to her.
“Oh, God. Here you are. They’ve looked for you everywhere. I was quite sure you would been here with the baby.” Wendell said giving her a big smile, Zoe just looked him for a few minutes with a thoughtful expression.
"I used to feel quite empty, you know Wen? Every day it was always the same thing: wake up, work, eat, sleep, repeat. He will give a sense in my days." She said looking at the baby with a little smile on her face.
"So you want to keep him.” Wendell said seriously as never. Zoe thought he would be this thing like a duty, too, just like with Angela, many years before. Just… this time the pregnancy was true, and the baby real.
“Yes. It won’t be another chance for us, Wen, so… I just took the train.” She said trying to hide the tears on her face, the thought that he could die in every moment until he doesn’t choose to do the chemo.
“Nice metaphor.”
“Not that much. What will you do now?”
“Do what?” he asked confused. Zoe laughed bitterly.
“Nothing… I hope you have fun during your trip in… every place you want to go…”
Liar. She knew exactly where he wanted to go, but… lying is easier than looking the truth in the face.
“…You know what?”
“No.”
“I want to go somewhere, right now.”
“Where?” she asked with a little of hope in her voice, perhaps even naivety.
“Home. With you. I thought about what Booth said… some months later I’ve become father. I want him to know that I was a nice person. Who fought back until the end just for him and his mother.” He said looking at the cradle with the child, smiling a little because he was putting his little hands in the air and doing some strange rumors with his mouth.
“He deserves a chance, then.” Zoe simply said, shrugging.
“We deserve a chance, too, Zy.” Wendell whispered at her ear holding her hand. Maybe he was right, maybe everything would get better with time.
“It seems so… after so many years… here we are.”
“Here we are, finally.” He said smiling at the baby boy.
Zoe thought for the first time after Nicholas’ born that she was very lucky. He gave her something she was losing again. Hope for a better future.
"Sometimes you just have to dance to the music that’s given to you."
Free day with Nico. Actually, it seems he likes sleep on my stomach.
Well you only need the light when it’s burning low Only miss the sun when it starts to snow Only know you love her when you let her go Only know you’ve been high when you’re feeling low Only hate the road when you’re missin’ home Only know you love her when you let her go And you let her go
Passenger, Let Her Go.
Wendell/Zoe: Growing Up.
zoeparks: Wendell was exasperated. Despite the birth of Nicholas didn’t think he would have to change his habits, in fact, he continued to play vieo gmes up late and behaving himself as a child. Almost like his son. He had noticed that when Nico was born, Zoe had thought to do everything alone, but when he noticed that she had become quite stressed and susceptible, he had thought that maybe they had made things too quickly. Even though it was because of the sarcoma. As usual they were working on a case and Zoe had pulled out the topic "grow up and remember that you chose to have a family." Wendell had taken a deep breath and began to listen to the complaints of his partner. "Guys may flirt with a million different girls, but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about." he said to her giving her a sly smile, which turned into a serious expression when he saw her wrinkle her nose. Not good.