Disclaimer: My conscience, who sounds suspiciously like Temperance Brennan, informs me I have no ownership over Bones. Phooey.

Author's Note: *waves timidly* I'm back! Still trying to get back into the fanfiction mindset and I feel like the challenge of writing something new is doing wonders in coaxing out that flightly little muse of mine. It probably helps that I simply adore these characters and their prospective future together :)

Summary: In that instance's breath, the world turned upside down, or was it right side up, and Seeley Booth felt a joy quite unlike any he'd ever experienced before well up inside his chest. A series of drabbles following the season 6 finale.

"The Serenity in the Shatters"

by AngelMoon Girl


PART 1

Pieces: Booth


"You're the father."

Three little words, so innocent on their own, but strung together they were the proverbial equivalent to a ton of bricks. In that instance's breath, the world turned upside down, or was it right side up, and Seeley Booth felt a joy quite unlike any he'd ever experienced before well up inside his chest. Somewhere, in the deep recesses of his mind, he remembered another place and another confession intimated over the cozy grip of a cramped armchair, but it was a dim memory; an idea he'd scarcely dared to entertain ever again.

A child. With Bones.

The reality of what was once merely a pleasant dream- the fond wish of unspoken desire- came crashing over Booth in waves he could never have fought off even if he wanted to.

I knew. Right from the beginning.

Had he? Had he been able to sense it, even then, amidst the confident brushing of hands and searing first impressions, that he and Temperance Brennan were destined to be together?

Booth thought so, but after delaying the inevitable for so long, he decided this turn of events surely had to be a sign from above. To have created life in only one night; one unbidden night of tears and sighs and connection and love... it must have been fate's way of supplying a much-needed kick in the rear to the two most stubborn individuals on the face of the earth.

The smile that crept onto Booth's countenance was one of genuine surprise and inexorable elation; the smile of a man whose life suddenly felt as if it had fallen into place as the pieces chinked together inside what had long felt like an eternally broken heart, wistful for a woman he'd never thought would come around. And now, here she was, lovely in the moonlight with her precious cargo and sparkling grin of response, the excitement between them nearly palpable. Dancing in this pocket of forever, no other words were needed; Booth and Brennan's eyes and mouths did all the talking for them.

To Be Continued


A/N - It's looking like there will be six parts to this story. All will be told from Booth's POV with the exception of the final chapter. That one I hope to have come full circle with "Pieces: Brennan". You'll see what I mean when we get there ;p

Any reviews are appreciated.