Booth stared at her, the words swirling around his brain a moment before actually sinking in.

"Booth?" Brennan prompted, looking worried.

"You're pregnant?" he repeated. She nodded.

"I'm sorry," she apologized. He then realized that she had been nervous telling him this and was probably thinking he wasn't happy about it.

"There is no reason to be sorry," he laughed. He moved closer to her and pulled her into a hug. He was going to be a father again. With her. He almost couldn't believe it.

"You're really happy about this?" she asked.

"Yes!" he exclaimed.

"I find myself very relieved," she sighed. He took her hands in his then and smiled at her.

"I wouldn't change a thing," he said. "How long have you known?"

"I found out recently. I was waiting for a good time to tell you. Then, well, you know," she said.

"I almost died," he nodded. "Well, I'm glad you told me. Do you know how far along you are?"

"Just over a month."

"Should we tell people?"

"Not yet. I'd rather wait for the second trimester just to make sure," Brennan said.

"Okay," he agreed. "Wow. This is really happening."

"It is," she laughed.

"Let's go celebrate," he suggested.

"Okay," she smiled. Booth started the car and drove.

Two Months Later

Brennan knew that today would be the day they told people. The baby was healthy, and her pregnancy was going well. She was meeting Angela for lunch, and she couldn't wait for her friend to find out. She sat in the diner, waiting.

"Sorry," Angela said, coming in. She looked haggard, and Brennan knew she had been struggling with work the past few weeks.

"How are you?"

"I'm exhausted. If one more kid throws paint at me or someone else, I'm gonna snap," she growled.

"Summer is coming," Brennan pointed out.

"Not soon enough," Angela moaned.

"I wish I could help."

"It's all right. So, what is your news? I've been dying to know all day," Angela said, leaning onto the palm of her hand.

"Well," Brennan started, smiling. "I'm pregnant."

"Oh my God!" Angela shrieked. "You are?! I knew it!"


"How far along? When did it happen? Oh, I can't believe this!"

"I'm just over three months along," Brennan answered.

"You kept it a secret for three months?!"

"I wanted to make sure the baby was going to make it."

"Oh, sweetie. I'm so happy for you!" Angela squealed.

"I'm happy too," Brennan said. Angela squeezed her hand tightly with hers.

"Are you two going to move in together soon?"

"We're looking at places now," Brennan answered.

"Has he popped the question?"

"No. I didn't think that was necessary just because we are having a baby," Brennan wrinkled her nose.

"Well, regardless, I'm happy for you both. Let me know if I can help with anything okay?"

"I will."

"Ugh, I have to get back to work. This has made my day so much better, though," Angela beamed. They stood and hugged.

"I'll call you later," Brennan promised.

"Bye," Angela waved, still beaming. Brennan put her hand on her stomach absently. She had told her father and Russ over the phone earlier, and both had been very happy for her. Max wanted to come visit. Brennan felt at peace with her life finally. Things were going well. She headed of to the lab to tell Cam and the others. Nothing could take away her good mood.

Four Months Later

Angela was cleaning up the latest mess of the day, and she was tired. Every day was becoming a chore, something she dreaded. Getting up in the morning was brutal. Plus, she couldn't stop thinking about the cases that Hodgins was bringing her from time to time. Their relationship was going better than she thought. He was a true romantic at heart. Angela regretted pushing him away before.

"Hey," the principal, Hal, said, poking his head into her room. "I heard there was quite the meltdown in here today."

"There was. I fixed it," Angela sighed. She put down her dustpan then, and looked at Hal. He was new as of this year, and Angela wished he would manage some things better than he was.

"I wanna talk about that," Hal said, coming in further. "Look, you can't take away painting privileges like that."

"Why not? It's my class. It's one of the rules. He broke the rules, so his consequence was no painting for three days. He can draw instead."

"I just think it's too harsh."

"Hal, come on," Angela said, getting angry. "You're really questioning how I run this class?"

"I am."

"There's never been a problem before."

"I haven't been here before," Hal said, crossing his arms. "Look, if you want to stay working here, you'll follow the rules."

"Oh, but I can't have my own rules for students," Angela said, glaring.

"You can. They just have to be my rules," Hal insisted. Angela looked down at her paint stained hands and forearms and back up at Hal.

"Then I quit," she said, dropping the rag she was holding.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. I'm done. I quit. You try to run this class. I'm out," Angela said, grabbing her purse and heading for the door. Hal tried to stop her.

"You can't just quit," he said.

"I just did."


"I don't want to hear it. I'm done. Thanks for nothing," Angela said, going out the door. When she got outside, she felt the rush of what she had just done. She hurried over to Hodgins's place.

"Hey," he beamed, seeing her. She gave him a deep kiss.

"Hi," she said after.

"Whoa," he said, eyes glazed over. "What was that for?"

"I just quit my job," she answered. He stared at her.

"You what?!"

"I quit! I had enough. I'm not allowed to make my own rules and have order in class, so I'm out."

"Wow, Ange. That's incredible."

"I've been thinking," she said, playing with his shirt collar.

"Uh huh?"

"Is that job offer still standing?"

"To work at the Jeffersonian?"


"Let me talk to Cam," he said eagerly. "She knows you've been helping me. She knows you're good."

"Well, let me know what she says," Angela smiled.

"I'll call her right now," Hodgins said, rushing for his phone. Angela shut the door behind her and went to sit in the living room while he talked on the phone. She could hear his excitement.

"Cam says you're in!" he crowed after hanging up. He spun her around, both of them laughing.

"I get to work with you guys," she said after. "I'm so happy!"

"We are going to be the best team ever. Unstoppable!" Hodgins shouted, fist pumping. They kissed again, and Angela knew she had made the right choice.


Brennan walked all around the house while Booth watched anxiously. She examined everything, and he felt nervous that she would turn down another house. They'd been looking for a couple of months now, and neither of them could agree on one.

"Well?" he asked. She turned to him.

"This is it," she said. His heart leaped.


"Yes. I know it needs some repairs, but that means it has history and use. It's been worn and lived in. I like it."

"I am so happy to hear you say that," Booth grinned.

"It has a laundry chute!" Parker shouted, coming into view. "Can we buy it? Pleeeaase?!"

"This is our house," Brennan told him. Parker exclaimed with joy. Booth loved seeing them together. Ever since he found out about the baby, Parker had wanted to spend more and more time with them. Rebecca had a new boyfriend she had been seeing, so she didn't mind the free time. Booth wanted to talk to her about their custody arrangement. He wanted more time with his son. Rebecca had alluded to it herself that they could work something out, so he was going to follow up with her later. He went over and kissed Brennan then.

"It's perfect, Bones," he said.

"Ugh, what did I tell you about calling me that?" she asked. It was a new nickname he'd started calling her the past few weeks, and she wasn't particularly fond of it.

"You'll get used to it," he teased. She rested her head on his chest, hiding her smile. Parker had gone off to check out the back yard again.

"I'm home," she said.

"Me too," he replied.

Two Months Later

It had taken a crew of men to clean up the house, but it was finally finished. Brennan was sitting in the living room and looking around. This was her life. She couldn't ask for anything more.

"I'm off to pick up Parker and go to the zoo," Booth said. "You'll be all right?"

"Yes," she nodded. It was Saturday morning. There wasn't a case right now, so they were taking some down time before the baby came, which would be any day now. Brennan had been overjoyed when Angela came to work with them. Her team finally felt complete.

"Be back soon. Love you," he said, kissing her.

"Love you too," she replied. He flashed her a grin and was gone. She got settled with a book, staying mindful of the pain she had been experiencing since early that morning. She hadn't said anything to Booth as she didn't want him to turn down Parker's visit. She wasn't even sure if it was labor, but her logic said otherwise. By the time mid afternoon came, she knew that was exactly what it was. The pain was getting closer and closer together.

"Hey, honey," Max said, letting himself in. He had been in the neighborhood and decided to stop by. Brennan was bent over in pain in the living room when he found her.

"Hi, Dad," she managed to say.

"Whoa, whoa," Max said. "I recognize that look. Honey, you're in labor!"

"I know, Dad," she grunted. He helped her to her feet.

"Where's Booth?"

"He's with Parker."

"Does he know?"

"No. I didn't want to ruin their afternoon."

"Temperance, you gotta call him."

"I will."

"I'll drive," Max said, leading her to the car.

"The bag," Brennan said, pointing. Max got her settled into her seat first before going to get it. She also told him where to find the car seat. He drove to the hospital quickly while Brennan called Booth. She got his voicemail.

"Hi, it's me," she started. "I'm in labor. Dad's driving me to the hospital. I hope you get this soon. Love you."

"You doing okay?" Max asked after.

"I'm a little nervous," she admitted.

"You'll do just fine."

"I wish Mom were here."

"I do too. I didn't fare well in the delivery room for either of your births," Max winced. Brennan looked at him.

"I'm calling Angela," she said, dialing.

"Good idea," he agreed. As they pulled into the hospital parking lot, Max hoped that Booth would get there soon.


"Hey, buddy, I just gotta check my messages," Booth said as they stopped for a break. Parker was enjoying their visit, but he was grateful for the rest too. Booth punched in his password for his voicemail, and his heart sank when he heard Brennan's voice. He looked at his watch. She had called an hour ago. There were about ten missed calls and fifteen texts since then. He'd forgotten to turn the sound back on his phone.

"Damn it," he swore.

"What's wrong?" Parker asked.

"Bones is having the baby," Booth said. "we have to go."

"Hurry!" Parker shouted, racing ahead. He was excited to become a big brother. Booth chased after him. He flicked his lights on as he drove to the hospital. He just hoped he wasn't too late.


"You're doing so well," Angela soothed, holding Brennan's hand as she pushed.

"Where's Booth?" she asked, trying not to cry. Why hadn't he answered? Why was he missing this?

"I...I don't know," Angela said. They had all called and texted him. Then it was time to push, and he still wasn't there.


"There he is!" Angela exclaimed. Booth burst into the room, panting and frantic. He was accosted by a nurse.

"Sir, get out," she ordered.

"No, no! He's with her," Angela said. "He can take over from here."

"Booth," Brennan whimpered. He hurried to her side while Angela slipped out.

"I'm here," he said, smoothing her hair. "I'm so sorry."

"Push, Temperance, push," the doctor ordered.

"You got this," Booth urged. "I'm right here."

"!" she asked through pushing.

"My phone was off. I'm so sorry. Look, you gotta focus on this right now," he encouraged.

"That's it,"the doctor said. "You're doing great. A couple more pushes now."

Brennan felt like she was about to crack in two until it was suddenly all over. The baby's wail alerted her to the fact.

"Hey, look at that," Booth said, watching the nurse clean the baby all up. "You did it."

"You almost missed it," Brennan accused.

"I will make it up to you," he promised. She smiled then, unable to stay mad at him. She had just given birth.

"Here we are," the nurse said, handing the little bundle to Brennan. "Say hello to your little girl."

"Oh," Brennan said, her heart bursting. Their daughter was so tiny. She heard Booth give a small sniffle beside her.

"Hello, there," he said, touching the baby's cheek.

"Christine," Brennan said. "That's her name."

"I love it," he nodded, kissing her forehead.

"Can we come in?" Max asked, poking his head in. Angela was behind him as was Parker, Hodgins, and Cam.

"Yes, come in," Brennan laughed. Max held his hand over his heart when he saw his granddaughter.

"Everyone, meet Christine Angela Booth," Brennan said. Booth looked at her.

"Me?" he said. She nodded.


"Oh, Bones," he said, his voice catching. Max took her into his arms, cooing at her. Everyone else leaned in to touch her and look at her. Booth was still looking at Brennan.

"Maybe this isn't the time or place, but I really just feel it is," he started. She looked back at him, eyes shining. She knew what was coming. She had seen the ring box in his drawer a month ago.

"Yea?" she prompted.

"I've never been so happy in my life," he said. "When I found you, I had no idea things would get this good. What I really want is to keep living this life with you, the woman I love. Will you marry me?"

"Yes," she answered, nodding vigorously. "Took you long enough."

"Hey," he laughed. She smiled back.

"Awww you guys!" Angela gushed, having heard them. They looked to see everyone else looking back at them.

"It's about time, Booth," Cam teased.

"Can I have her back?" Brennan asked. Max carefully placed Christine back into her arms. She kissed her little girl's forehead and looked at her in awe.

"My family," Booth said. Parker climbed onto the bed with them and snuggled next to Brennan. She started to cry a little, knowing that Booth was right. This was her family. Booth rested his head next to hers, and she felt a warmth she never thought she'd have. She'd found the man of her dreams, and they were going to have a good life together. She just knew it.

The End

I felt like this was the perfect ending to this story. I know some of you may disagree, but I understand I can't make everyone happy. The important thing is that I'm happy with it, which I am. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thank you all for following, favoriting, and reviewing. It means a lot to know this story is being read :)