So I realize I haven't updated in awhile. Thank my finals for that. Then between moving back home, and practically sleeping for almost an entire week after finals and moving were done I simply haven't gotten a lot of writing done, and while trying to work on my other stories this came out. Because really, that finale was nuts. I had to get this one shot out before I could focus on anything else, but I promise my other stories will be updated by the end of the week! Enjoy!

Pregnant. She was definitely pregnant; the blood test had confirmed it. Of course the at home test she had bought had confirmed it too, but home tests could be wrong, she knew that from Angela's pregnancy scare. Blood didn't lie, though. She had been worried since she had missed her period at the beginning of the previous week. As Temperance Brennan walked back to her car a thousand different emotions ran through her head. There was annoyance with herself for not always being diligent with taking her birth control pills, but she hadn't had sex in so long she hadn't been worrying about it. There was some annoyance there for Booth too and his damn super sperm. They had only slept together that once and apparently that's all it took.

She was afraid too. Afraid of rejection, afraid that maybe he would be angry with her, though really they were both to blame. She was afraid that she would be a terrible mother; she really didn't know the first thing about children. She was scared most of all because she had no idea how this would turn out. She never did anything without careful planning and plenty of logic and now her entire future would be changed forever.

Somewhere behind the fear was relief. She was relieved that she knew it was Booth's child because he was a wonderful father and she knew in spite of her fear that he wouldn't leave her. They had been through a lot together, he hadn't left her yet, and she trusted that he wouldn't leave her now. Maybe Hodgins was right all those years ago when he said that she had faith in Booth, but she had plenty of evidence to back it up.

And somewhere underneath all the other emotions was happiness. It was small and unsure but it was definitely there. After all, she had wanted this more than anything a few years ago, and she had never really stopped wanting it. Yes, under all the uncertainty she was definitely happy.

More than anything, she wanted to talk to Angela and get some advice on how to tell Booth, but even Brennan knew that the father was supposed to be the first person to know. So she would have to wait to talk to Angela, but she was glad that she would have her friend to talk to for advice, it made the whole situation seem slightly less scary. She would have to figure out how to tell Booth on her own, and she was worried that she would say something wrong. Things between them had been… different. They weren't necessarily better or worse, just almost intangibly different. She had brought this up to Angela, who had promptly pointed out that the difference was probably from finally relieving so many years of pent up sexual tension. It finally seems as though they were comfortable with each other again for the first time since their return to DC.

They hadn't had sex again since that night because the act had been so impulsive and emotional that they were worried that it would ruin their newly re-established friendship, so after that they had decided to take things slowly and let a romantic relationship develop more naturally between them. And it was developing, slowly but surely, and Brennan had found that she actually liked taking things slowly, which is something she had never tried before. But now… she didn't know what happened now.

A few days later when they had lunch with her father even he noticed that things seemed different between the two of them. Of course, they denied it, because that's what they always did, but really, Brennan hoped that soon 'just partners' would be metaphorically gone from her vocabulary permanently.

The entire case she had trouble focusing. Normally she loved undercover work. She loved becoming someone else, if only for a little while. This time her heart simply wasn't in it. She rarely had trouble compartmentalizing, but she spent the entire case thinking about the fact that she was going to have a baby. Then there was that terrible little girl, and she kept worrying that her own child would turn out like that.

She voiced her worries to her father and pretended that she was simply trying to remain 'in character' and she knew from the look he gave her that he knew something was wrong. He also knew better than to ask any more questions because she wouldn't answer them anyhow.

Her anxiety only got worse after the case as she sat in the hospital waiting room while Angela gave birth. How could she escape her worries while in a maternity ward? Once Hodgins came out carrying Michael, she slipped into the room to talk to Angela and she asked the first question that she thought of.

"What was it like?"

Angela's gushing response, and the way that she still seemed to be glowing even after hours of labor, gave Brennan hope. She knew that she had to tell Booth soon.

As she and Booth walked home together, she could feel the fear creeping back, overriding the hopeful feeling that had taken root in her chest. As they walked, she knew that she was rambling, she was nervous. She needed to gauge his possible reaction, so she pinned all of her own anxieties on Hodgins and Angela. With his insistence that having a baby was the happiest day of their friends' lives, and the concern in his voice at her unusual behavior, she decided to tell him.

"I'm… I'm pregnant." She said, relieved to have finally said it aloud. "You're the father," she added quickly and waited nervously for his reaction.

For a moment, he stared at her with a look of shock on his face. Then slowly he smiled the biggest smile that she had ever seen cross his face. As the relief coursed through her, she couldn't help but smile back.

"Really?" He asked enthusiastically.

She nodded, "I went to the doctor's a few days ago to confirm it." His smile widened, if that was even possible, and he pulled her into a tight hug and she relaxed against him. "So you aren't mad?" She couldn't help asking.

"Of course I'm not mad," he reassured her. "I'm surprised, which you were too I'm sure, but this isn't a bad thing. You're okay with this, right?" He pulled back to look intently at her.

"Yes, part of me is even happy about it. Of course, that part is much better now that I know you're happy about it too. I'll admit that I'm nervous and even a little scared, but I'm also excited." She gave him a small smile.

"Everyone's scared when they have a kid Bones, it shows that you care. We'll be fine, we have each other and a great support network, everything will be great." He wrapped an arm around her and they began walking again.

"I'm worried that I won't make a good mother," she said quietly, "At least you already know you're a good father."

"Bones, you'll be a great mother. I even have the evidence to back it up," he added before she could protest. "I've seen you with Parker, and your nieces, and baby Andy, and they all adore you. Plus, I'm sure that Ange would be more than happy to let you babysit to get some practice."

"I guess you're right," she smiled. "So we're going to have a baby," she couldn't keep the happiness out of her voice as she said it. He grinned down at her and pulled her into a deep kiss.

"We're going to have a baby," he echoed as the kiss ended. They stood there with their foreheads pressed together, grinning stupidly at each other for a long time. As long as they were together, they could make it through anything.

If anyone is interested I could add a second chapter from Booth's POV, let me know if that's something you'd like to see!