Well, readers, we've reached the end of this story. I hope you all enjoy this last chapter, and please leave a review if you've got some time. As always, anything you recognize from the show isn't mine.
On Monday morning, Booth pulled up to the Jeffersonian Medico-Legal lab. Brennan unlocked her door and began to gather up her stuff.
"See you for lunch?" Booth asked.
"I'm having lunch with Angela today," Brennan replied. Booth pretended to look hurt. "How's dinner?" she asked.
"I'll come pick you up at five," Booth said.
"Seven," Brennan corrected.
"Six," Booth proposed.
"Fine," she compromised.
They leaned together and shared a quick kiss goodbye. He smiled at her and she used her finger to brush lipstick off his bottom lip.
"Bye, honey," he said sweetly.
"See you tonight," she replied.
Over at Parker's elementary school, the bell had just rung, signaling the beginning of the school day. Parker and Emma took their seats near the back of the room and pulled their notebooks out of their desks.
"Okay, class," Mrs. Hill said. "For today's journal assignment, I want you to write one page on what you learned during our field trip to the Jeffersonian Museum of Natural History." She glanced over at Parker and Emma. "For those of you who did not attend the museum tour, write one page on what you did on Friday."
Mrs. Hill took her seat at her desk and began taking attendance while Parker and Emma looked at each other and giggled.
Half an hour later, Mrs. Hill decided to have her students read their papers out loud to the class. Parker and Emma went one right after the other and told stories about meeting "the bones lady," racing beetles with "the bug man" and looking at holographic skulls with "the artist with the cool computer."
The other students listened with fascination and hung on every word coming out of their classmates' mouths. When Parker and Emma had finished their stories, the class immediately began asking why they didn't also get to see those cool things and when they could take a field trip to the labs. Mrs. Hill sighed as she tried to decide how to explain Parker and Emma's adventure to the class.
"Brennan!" Angela called. She walked into her best friend's office carrying a box of Chinese food cartons and two bottles of Diet Coke.
Brennan glanced up from her computer screen. "Just a minute, Ange."
"Come on, sweetie. Get it while it's hot!" Angela said, sitting on her couch.
Brennan conceded and saved her work. She grabbed a carton of food and a set of chopsticks and sat on the other end of the couch, pulling her legs up to rest in the middle.
"You ordered too much food," Brennan observed. Angela shook her head.
"We'll just give the leftovers to the guys. So, you have to tell me, what happened with Parker after you left?" she said with enthusiasm.
"Well, we drove Emma home and talked with her mother for a bit. Then Emma kissed Parker goodbye…" Brennan started. Angela cut her off with a laugh.
"Emma and Parker kissed? Like kissed kissed?" she asked.
Brennan chuckled. "Yes. Well, it was obviously innocent and not anything like how you kiss Hodgins or how I kiss Booth, but it was a kiss. I thought it was pretty sweet, but it seemed to greatly agitate Booth."
"Of course it did," Angela immediately replied.
"Why do you say that?" Brennan asked.
"It took Booth four and a half years to work up the nerve to kiss his girl, and Parker, his son, managed to do it after four and a half hours," Angela pointed out.
"Booth and I kissed under mistletoe after only three and a half years of working together," Brennan protested.
"That doesn't count. That was a dare," Angela said. "Your real first kiss took about four and a half years to happen."
"You're comparing Parker and Emma to Booth and me?" Brennan asked.
Angela nodded. "They're the next generation Booth and Brennan."
"What does that even mean?" Brennan laughed.
"Oh, Bren, you should've seen them. Emma was all scientific and kept asking how accurate things we were showing her were, and then Parker called her a Squint. It was adorable!" Angela said. "Give it twenty years. He'll be an agent, she'll be working here, and they'll be partners, planning a wedding and bickering about who gets to drive when they go out into the field."
Brennan laughed again. "Well, I'm glad you enjoyed having them here. Booth and I felt a little bad all weekend about dumping them on you and Hodgins."
"Oh gosh, sweetie, don't worry about it! They were well-behaved and fascinated by everything we were showing them. It was no problem at all," Angela said.
"But still, I had promised you Friday to work on your own art since you weren't needed for the case," Brennan said.
"I got to do a little bit of that. Plus, I worked on some art a little this weekend," she said, her mind drifting to the now five sketches of potential baby rooms sitting in her art room at home. "Besides, giving up an afternoon to take care of two little kids was more than worth it. Trust me."
Brennan looked confused. "Why? What happened?"
Angela was quiet for a moment. "I don't know if I want to tell you."
Brennan chuckled in disbelief. "Why?"
"Because I don't know how you'll react," Angela said.
"Ange!" Brennan exclaimed. "You made me tell you every detail about my relationship with Booth for at least the first six months after we got together. Tell me what's going on."
"Okay, but try not to react…well, like you, okay?" Angela said.
"Okay," Brennan said, still confused over what she meant by that.
"It was worth it because hanging out with Emma and Parker made Jack and I realize how much we want a child," Angela revealed.
"What?" Brennan asked.
"We're trying to get pregnant. We wanna have a baby," Angela said, smiling.
"Really?" Brennan asked. Angela smiled even wider and nodded. "You could've told me that, Ange."
"I know. I just wasn't sure, knowing how you feel about kids," Angela said.
"I don't want children of my own, but that doesn't mean that I don't like them or think anybody should have them," Brennan said. She noticed how happy Angela looked about the prospect of having a baby with Hodgins. "You and Hodgins will be great parents."
"You really think so?" Angela asked.
"Of course," Brennan said.
Angela pulled Brennan into a hug. "I'm so glad you feel that way, sweetie. I really want my baby to have their Aunt Tempe."
"He or she definitely will, Ange," Brennan assured her, pulling out of the hug. "I wasn't aware that you and Hodgins were even considering children."
"We weren't, or, well, I wasn't. He brought it up right after you guys left on Friday, and it was just such a great picture that we started trying right away," Angela said with a goofy grin on her face.
"That fast?" Brennan asked.
"I know it sounds irrational. Even I think so when I say it out loud like that, but it just felt…right. Though as much as I love the idea of being a mom, it's blowing my mind that I might be pregnant right now," Angela said with a giggle.
"Are you and Hodgins keeping this quiet or can I tell Booth?" Brennan asked.
"You can tell him, and speaking of your man, tell me about the rest of the weekend," she replied.
"He had a hard time punishing Parker. We both did. Booth had never really had to punish him before, and when he took Parker's video games away, Parker immediately tried to get me to overrule Booth," Brennan said. "Parker and Booth were both upset for a good majority of the weekend. It was mostly just really quiet, but they're okay now."
"That's good. I'm not looking forward to the discipline thing," Angela admitted.
"Discipline and punishment are two inevitable aspects of raising children, but maybe you'll get lucky and not have to do it very often," Brennan said.
Angela laughed. "Sweetie, think about this baby's family members. Its grandfather is a rock star, its father is a rich conspiracy theorist, and its mother is a good-time-girl who used to draw naked people for a living and couldn't even remember that she got married in Fiji. I'll be lucky if I get to do anything but discipline."
Emma and Parker finished up their lunches and made their way back to Mrs. Hill's classroom. As punishment for their rendezvous at the medico-legal lab, Mrs. Hill decided to have the children spend their thirty minutes of recess time on Monday helping her organize the classroom. Emma was alphabetizing books while Parker sat next to her sorting out marking and crayons. The teacher had run to the bathroom, so Parker and Emma took the opportunity alone to talk.
"So did you get in trouble at home?" Emma asked.
"With Daddy, yeah. He took my video games for the weekend. What about you?" Parker replied.
"Mom didn't let me go to the park this weekend," Emma said. "And she talked to me about kissing boys. It was really weird."
"Yeah," Parker said, trying to hide the small smile that adorned his face at the mention of their kiss.
Their moment of silence was interrupted by the sound of screaming children outside. They looked out the window and saw a few laughing children playing tag on the soccer field. Parker sighed.
"I wish I was out there," Parker said.
"Me too," Emma agreed. "I'd do it again, though."
"Do what?" Parker asked.
"Run away from the tour with you," Emma said, taking Parker's hand in hers. "It was fun and worth getting in trouble for. Don't you think it was worth it?"
Parker looked down at their joined hands. "Yeah, it was worth it."
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