A Little Bundle of Bones

The Queens Declaration: I'm pretty sure this has been done a thousand times by now, but I just couldn't resist. Once I saw that twinkle in Booth's eyes when he asked Bones if she still didn't want kids, inspiration hit me like a Mack truck. This is a little random piece set directly after The Baby in the Bough.

Rated M: Just to be sure. I'm not even sure where I'm gonna go with this after the first few Chapters, but please review and let me know if you like it. Remember: reviews are like 'lil rays 'o sunshine.

"I think I want a baby."

Booth almost choked on his coffee at her sudden declaration. "Wha?!"

"You are right, I have some time, but not that much time, I want a baby. I want to share my wealth and knowledge with someone, provide for another human being."

He stared intently at her, then said, "You know, if you wanna buy somebody somethin', you can buy me that 103 inch Plasma-"

"Booth, I'm not buying you a TV, so stop trying. That's not what I want."

"You...you really want a baby?"

"I really do." She confirmed firmly.

He put down his mug and let the gravity of the statement sink in. If she had a baby he would defiantly have to find another partner, there was no way in hell he would bring her out in the field and put her and the baby in danger. The thought of her not constantly with him crushed him, but seeing her with Andy showed him she would defiantly be a great mom.

'There was one problem though, it takes two to tango'

"Well Bones, ya know it kinda takes two people and... you know, you don't have a boyfriend or anything right now."

"There are options for that Booth, this is the 21st century, sperm donation is very safe and they have donors from all walks of life, I'm sure I can find a worthy donor."

"I don't know about that." He said under his breath.

"What was that?" She asked with a pointed look towards him.

"Nothin'. Ya know, being a single parent is never easy Bones." He warned, even though he knew she figured that out already.

"I know, but I won't be alone, Angela will be motherly to any child in a ten mile radius, I know she'll help."

He waited and waited for her to keep going, but she didn't.

"UH HELLO?!?!"

"What? Hello?" She asked confused.

"Well what about me?! You don't think I would be there for you?! I don't get to see Parker a lot, but I'm a good father!!!" He practically yelled.

She practically yelled back, "What Booth! I know that. I didn't say anything about you because you are kind of a given. Everyone knows you will be there, and I haven't even told anybody about this yet. Damn it, I had this all figured out, I knew how I was going to..." She quickly halted, swallowing the rest of her words hard.

He now stared at her even more intently, trying to read her thoughts. "Going to what Temperance?"

She took a deep breath in, then lit it out, tickling his face as he leaned in closer.

"I don't...I don't know how to...I don't really know how to ask this of...anybody, let alone you. I know sperm banks are thorough, and try and match the recipient with the right donor, not just genetically but...compatibility wise too, I just...not actually knowing the individual is slightly disconcerting..." She stopped suddenly and he sat back against his normal chair as her apprehension told him what she was trying to say.

He knew her. He prided himself in TRULY knowing her. She always told him the truth, bluntly most of the time, so her nervousness told him what she was trying to ask, but he wanted her to say it. HE NEEDED HER TO.

"Temperance, you know you can ask me anything, right?" He inquired firmly.

She looked into his eyes, the first time in a few minutes, and slowly nodded. "Yes. I know. I-I know you are a good father. Very protective and...loving. You provide Parker with entertaining activities, and you teach him the ways of the world, which is valuable to his future..."

He grabbed her hands that played nervously with her crumpled napkin and steadied them. They stared at each other for a long time, then the words finally left her mouth, steady and true:

"Booth, I want you to be the father."

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