What a long summer we have ahead of us! This story picks up at the end of Season 6, so MAJOR spoilers! This first chapter has the dialog from the season finale at first just to get it started. This will be a possible season 7 storyline, and Broadsky will return.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bones.
Booth and Bones walk down the sidewalk toward Booth's vehicle parked on the curb. Bones breaks the silence. "They looked so happy."
"Well, they had a baby," Booth states, matter-of-factly.
"Their whole lives are changing, you'd think they'd be a little more apprehensive."
"Well, ya know having a baby, that's a good thing."
"You really think that?" They stop, and Booth turns toward her.
"Yeah, it's a great thing!" Booth exclaims, but sees Bones brows furrow . "Why? What? Oh, come on Bones, look the baby…the baby's fine, he's healthy. They had a healthy baby, they love each other. It's the happiest day of their lives!" Her face shows concern, and he has to inquire. "What?"
Bones breathes in, gathering her courage to tell him the truth. "I'm…I'm pregnant." Booth looks concerned, not sure what to say. "You're the father," she finishes, the anxiety evident on her face.
Booth smiles as the realization dawns on him. Bones smiles back.
"Bones…are you sure?" Booth said, placing his hands on her shoulders.
"Yes! You're the only man I've slept in….well, in a very long time."
"No, Bones, I mean are you sure you're pregnant?"
She nodded, "Yes. I had the doctor confirm."
Booth stood with his hands on her shoulders smiling down at her, wanting to kiss her but not sure if he should. Instead, he pulled her into his arms and hugged her close, laying her head against his chest. For a few seconds, everything faded into the background, and their hearts seemed to beat in rhythm.
"We need to talk about…" Bones started.
"I know," Booth interrupted.
"But I don't want to do that tonight."
Booth nodded and pulled away from her. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and guided her toward his car. "Let's get you home. You've had a long day."
When they pulled in front of her apartment, the two sat in Booth's vehicle for a few awkward moments. Finally, Booth asked to walk her upstairs. After walking her to her door, Booth asked if he could come inside. He knew he was pushing it, and that she didn't want to talk about what they were doing, but he couldn't help feeling the need to be close to her for as long as possible.
"Can I have a beer?"
Bones took off her jacket. "Of course."
"Do you want one?" he asked, not thinking. "Oh, wait, nevermind…" he said, remembering her current state. He brought her a coke instead.
He watched her as she stood in front of her coach, her mind obviously occupied as she rubbed her hand on her stomach. He was so excited and happy about her news, it was hard for him not to talk about it. He handed her the coke. "Were you nervous to tell me?" he asked.
Bones opened her coke and took a seat on the coach. "I suppose I was. But it's a completely natural response to telling my partner and closest friend that I'm pregnant with his baby."
Booth smiled and took a seat next to her. "I would have been nervous too," he said, wanting to say more, but knowing it would lead to a conversation neither were prepared to have tonight. He turned toward her, his brown eyes shining into hers and letting her know he was telling the truth. "I'm here, Bones."
She said it so matter of factly, that he thought she misunderstood. He clarified, "I mean, I am here for you, you know, not just as in a physical presence sitting beside you right now."
"I know, Booth," she said, smiling at him, knowing he had gotten so used to clarifying and explaining for her. She loved that about him. She loved everything about him…even the way he looked in those dumb white washed jeans! And the way he was looking at her now made her nervous andexcited, and made her think back on the night they had spent together...
She had come to him. She had opened herself up to him, and even posed a question to God as to why he had taken Vincent from them. She had cried in Booth's arms, and when they laid back on the bed, she shut her eyes tight, snuggling as close to him as possible. She loves him, and she had to admit it, at least to herself. Booth was holding her close, rubbing his hand up and down her back to sooth her. "I'm here, Bones. I'll always be here."
She raised her head off of his chest. "No, you can't promise that."
"I know, I just mean that…" he paused, but then sat up slightly and pulled her close to him. "No one can take what we have away, Bones. Not even death."
The breath caught in her throat as she heard what he as saying…and what he wasn't saying. It was her move now to interpret how she wanted, and put in motion forces that could not be stopped. She moved her body to melt with his, and gently placed her lips against his. As soon as the shock wore off, their lips moved together, and they found themselves entwined in each other's arms. The passion of seven years, and the emotion of the past few months, compounded to create a moment in time where the lives of the two partners literally stood still, and a new path was forged.
She remembered loving the feel of his body against hers, but more than that, she remembered loving the feeling of…well, of love, when she was close to him.
"You ok? Hey, Bones?" Booth's voice shook her out of her reverie. She gave him a weary smile.
"Yes. I'm just tired. It's been a strangely emotional day for me."
Booth nodded his head and took her hand in his. He brought it to his lips and placed a kiss on it. "Let's put you to bed then."
They both stood up, and Booth led her toward her bedroom. When they got to the door, she pushed it open but stopped Booth from walking her inside. "Booth…"
"I was just going to tuck you in, I promise," Booth said, noticing her hesitation.
"Its not that. I'm just afraid that I won't be able to resist you."
"I wasn't going to make a move. At least not tonight," Booth said with a smile.
"Well, I wouldn't be able to resist my own impulses then."
"Is that so bad? I mean, you are already pregnant…so…" he said, teasing her and pulling her into his arms.
"That is true," Bones said, agreeing with his reasoning.
He laughed and placed a kiss on her forehead. With a sigh, he broke the hug and said, "Goodnight Bones. Walk me to the door and then lock up. I'll bring breakfast by in the morning."
She walked him out, and did what he told her to do. Locking the door behind him, she sighed and rubbed her sleepy eyes. She wanted him to stay, to put up a fight at leaving. Instead, he had left her in peace, respected her privacy. She should be grateful, but tonight she felt alone. Alone, but hopeful.
There will be plenty of Bones/Booth moments to come, especially when Broadsky is back, and wants revenge!