I don't own Bones, I know I have 206 in my body, but the Bones from Fox isn't mine.

Sorry I took so long to post, but Christmas got away from me.

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Booth turned and walked away from the cell. Knowing he did the right thing. He had to let the system take it from here. He walked out the door, and drove home to his family.

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Angela watched as Brennan paced back and forth. In all the years she had known her friend, she had never known her to be nervous. It would take some time to get used to the new Brennan.

"Bren, come sit down. Pacing won't make the time go faster."

"I know, but I'm worried. I don't want Booth to hurt him."

"Bren, you've known Booth for years, have you ever known him to intentionally hurt a suspect?"

"Occasionally, but that was because he lost his temper, and as far as I know it hasn't occurred in a long time."

"You just need to trust him."

Brennan sat down next to Angela.

"I'm trying."

"Watch the movie; I know you will love it."

"What's it called again?"

"'You've got Mail', it has Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan in it. It's a love story."

"Ok, but so far I don't like him. Money isn't that important in life, he should realize that."

"It gets better, just watch."

Brennan settled in and began watching the movie.

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The ride home was the longest of his life. He was relieved that he delivered Ken safe, but deep inside, in that part of himself that he kept hidden, he regretted his decision. He couldn't remember the last time he let his inner rage take over, but if he was going to slip, this was the time. He picked up the phone and called Brennan.

"Hi, Bones."

"Hi Booth, are you ok?"

"Yeah, everything's fine. I'm on my way home."

She didn't know how to ask, but she wanted to know if he hurt Ken.

"Did you hit him?"

"Getting back to normal, huh Bones?"

"What?"

"Never mind. I didn't hit him. I wanted to, but I knew it was wrong."

"I'm proud of you Booth. I know that's not you."

"Well, I'm on my way. Do you mind if we visit for a while, I'd like to talk to Jack."

"No, that's fine. I'm watching a movie anyway."

"Ok, I'll see you soon."

"And Bones?"

"Yes Booth."

"I love you."

"I love you too, Booth. See you soon."

She hung up feeling proud of the man he was.

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Later that evening after Kelsey was in bed and he was watching the game; she took out her laptop.

"Bones, are you going to write?"

"I talked to my publisher today, and she told me that if I wanted to write, they could continue my contract. I know I don't need the money, but I think it will help me to relax. I was going to base my first book on this case. I thought my readers could read about what happened. I know it won't be all factual, but at least it's a starting point."

Booth pulled her close.

"I think that's a great idea."

"We'll see. I'm not sure if it will work, but I'm determined to try."

"Well I know that once your determination sets in, you always succeed. Can I read the beginning, once you get started?"

"No, I never let you read my books. You will have to wait until it comes out, but I will give you a copy of the first edition."

He leaned over and kissed her neck.

"Damn, I was hoping you forgot that part of your life."

"I believe that my brain has completed the process of memory retrieval, and by my estimates I am at 98 percent of my original self."

"98 percent, huh?"

"Yes."

"And how did you obtain those numbers?"

"By comparing my various activities from before I was abducted to my abilities now."

"What activities did you use?"

"All the scholarly activities that my day entails."

Booth moved closer to her, and began to kiss her neck.

"Only scholarly activities?"

"Well, most of my time is spent on research and the enhancement of my field. Mmm that feels good."

Booth was wondering when she would begin to respond to his ministrations. He continued to kiss her neck and nibbled on her ears.

"I think your research should include activities other than scholarly research."

Brennan was beginning to have difficulty thinking.

"What else is there?"

"Maybe I can help you to understand the other important aspects of your life."

"And how do you propose to do that?"

"With your steep learning curve, you should be able to figure that out by now."

"Oh you mean sexually?"

"Well, I would have put it differently, but yeah."

She couldn't ignore his advances any longer, and turned to kiss him.

"That part of the research could be fun. Do you think we could get started now?"

"I think that would be a great idea."

He stood up and led her into the bedroom.

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Their life resumed their usual rhythm, and by the time the trial began, they were back to normal, well, as normal as they could be.

Ken was convicted of the murders as well as the kidnapping. He received life in prison, and as they led him away, he spoke to Brennan.

"Amelia, please come and visit me. I know we could work this out. We belong together."

Booth and Brennan just walked out of the courtroom, ignoring his plea.

"Booth, are you sure he's not insane?"

"Sweets said no, and I trust his judgment."

"Are you sure that he wasn't biased in his assessment?"

"No, Ken's lawyer requested another evaluation, and that one agreed with Sweets, so he was competent to stand trial. Sweets said it was an obsession with you that caused him to act out that way. During the eval, he stated that he saw you at a lecture twelve years ago, and knew he had to have you. He started his research in mind control shortly thereafter. The FBI found several more bodies, and that was how they tied him into the ones we found."

"Why didn't you tell me this before?"

"I just wanted him out of our life, and I knew you would want to be involved in the investigation, besides it may have prevented you from pressing charges. I just didn't want any problems."

"I understand. I'm just glad to put this behind us."

"Me too Bones. Me too."

He held her hand as they walked to the car. Brennan turned to look at him.

"I have a surprise for you."

"You do?"

"Yes, I want to go out tonight, so I can show you. Angela is watching Kelsey, so we will have the whole night to ourselves."

"Anywhere special?"

"Just be ready for six. I have taken care of the rest."

"Sure, Bones."

Booth wondered what was going on, but he knew better than to ask. She would tell him in her own time.

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That evening she drove to the restaurant where he took her on their first date. Although it took place a week after they made love, he had insisted on taking her on a date. She thought the significance of the place was important.

"Bones, you picked this place?"

"Yes, I remember our first date here, and I thought it would fit for the evening."

She still didn't give him any clues as to what the surprise was. He looked in her hands and didn't see any gifts, so he thought that maybe it was in her purse.

"So where's the present?"

"What present?"

"You said you had a present for me."

"I said a surprise, and I will give it to you soon enough. How about we get seated and order first."

"Ok, but I hate waiting."

"It will be worth it."

They were led to a table and the server took their order.

"Ok Bones, now spill."

"Why would you want me to spill my drink, I just received it?"

Booth gave her that look, so she understood what he meant. She took out an envelope from her purse and handed it to him.

"You brought me out to dinner to give me a card?"

"Just open it."

Booth opened the envelope, and took out the card. As he opened the card to read it, something fell out.

"What is this?"

He picked up the paper and turned it over, and memories of his past came rushing back. In his hand, he held a photo of an ultrasound. The photo was very small, but he instantly knew what it was. She watched as his eyes lit up, and a smile spread across his face.

"Bones, are you pregnant?"

"Yes."

Booth leaped to his feet knocking over his chair and pulled her into his arms.

"I can't believe we are having a baby. When did you find out?"

"Yesterday, just before the jury went into deliberations, I went to the doctor's during the lunch break."

Booth was still holding her in his arms.

"I guess this means you're happy?"

He drew back and looked at her.

"I'm ecstatic. I've always wanted more children."

He kissed her.

She pulled away.

"Booth, maybe we should sit down, our dinner's here."

He looked at the server sheepishly and took his seat.

"Sorry."

The conversation over dinner was about the baby, and Kelsey. By the time they were done eating, they had decided to wait a while before telling anyone.

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As Booth drove Brennan's car home, he watched her sleeping against the door, thinking about all that had transpired over the past year.

Ten months ago, he was lost and alone. Kelsey was the only bright side of his day, and many times, he regretted getting out of bed. Even breathing was a chore, but then he found her, his Bones. At last, his world turned right side up again, and he was happy.

She stirred as he parked the car, and they walked into the house together. He drew her to him as they walked through the door, and kissed her.

"I love you Bones."

"I love you to Booth."

He took her hand and led her toward the bedroom, so they could begin their life together.

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