"It wasn't funny then but it is funny now," he replied, though trying his damndest not to start laughing. "Hey, he's even forgotten about it by now." Booth frowned. "Or he would have in our time because technically it hasn't happened yet."
This time stuff was becoming more of a pain in the ass as he went along. "He's safe with Monica." He knew as much but it didn't stop the selfish part of him from wanting to see his son. But the last thing he could do was wish for him to appear in this version of Los Angeles. "We could go to the library," he suggested. "They have computers to use."
He could forsee a battle taking place for the keys. "But you can't blackmail me to the FBI this time so you're going to have to fight me fairly to get 'em, Bones," he taunted over his shoulder.