Hello people! I know I haven't been here in a while, but I finished a three-shot story and I thought I'd post it here. It's basically synchronic snapshots from the beginning, middle and end of the pregnancy that we found out about at the end of the season that passed... I wish November 3rd would come faster! I know it's kind of sucky but I haven't written anything in a while so I'm just getting back in to it. Anyway, I hope you like it and before you comment; REMEMBER THE GOLDEN RULE! (Can be found in my profile)
So here we go, and I should probably mention that I switch PoV's every now and again and have taken a few creative liberties =)
Beginning
~*~ Booth ~*~
I slept very lightly. Brennan's words still in my mind as I drifted off.
"I'm…pregnant" she says and pauses. I hint a brief smile before her face goes back to the sad state, like I will be mad at her. I must look dumbstruck right now and she continues "You're the father"
The clock says 3.54 when I wake up properly, but it feels like it's 8am already. Although I slept lightly last night, I feel rested.
I wish I could talk to her, tell her just how happy I am right now, but I don't want to scare her away. I've been on an adrenaline rush since the moment she told me. I'm going to be a father again. I wish I could tell her how much this means to me, how much SHE means to me, but I'm worried she'll run.
Instead I go over last night…
"They looked so happy" she says as we're walking.
"Yeah, they had a baby" I reply. I love these conversations we have.
"Well, their whole lives have changed. You'd think they'd be a little more apprehensive"
"Well, you know, having a baby, that's a good thing"
"You…you really think that?" She asks, and at first I don't hear the worry in her voice.
"Yeah, it's a great thing. Why?"
She doesn't reply.
"What?" I stop
She just looks at me, and that look makes my heart break a little inside. I want everything for her and when she looks at me like that, it can only mean one thing; she's scared. And I can't do a single thing to help her.
"Aw, come on, Bones, look, the baby…the baby's fine. It's healthy. They had a healthy baby, all right? They love each other. This is the happiest day of their lives, okay?" I try to reassure her, but her eyes are still sad.
She still doesn't reply, and now I worry. Her face makes her looks like she's in trouble.
"What?" I ask her again. She takes a deep breath and looks down in to the ground, which can only mean that she's about to tell me something that is extremely painful and/or emotionally hard for her to share.
She looks up again and meets my gaze, but her eyes evade mine, if only momentarily, until they find mine again.
"I'm…pregnant" she says and pauses. I hint a brief smile before her face goes back to the sad state, like I will be mad at her. I must look dumbstruck right now and she continues "You're the father"
I can't believe what I'm hearing. I'm going to be a dad again. By the look on her face, she seems to be under the impression I would think this was negative news, and perhaps freak out, but how can I when I'm the happiest I've been in a long, long time.
I have to smile. I need to. And to my relief, she smiles back.
We just stand like that for a moment before I pull her in to a hug and kiss her head.
That was yesterday. Today is a whole different story. I wonder if she's still happy about it. Knowing Bones for seven years has taught me she doesn't change her mind easily, but this is uncharted waters for her, and I have no way of knowing how the hormones are going to affect her.
I try to go back to sleep but I can't. I think about turning the TV on, but I don't really feel like watching. Instead I just lie there and wait for it to be morning so I can talk to her.
~*~ Brennan ~*~
I roll over. It's 3.48. I've been awake for half an hour, give or take. I keep going over what has happened. I'm pregnant. My life will change forever. Am I ready for this? Can I adapt? I have no way of knowing, of course, unless I go through it, but what if I can't? What if I'm eventually there, and can't do what a mother has to do? I'm convinced Booth will help me. He's a good friend and I remember what he said;
"If I'm the father, I have to be involved"
The words echo in my mind, and even though they were spoken under different circumstances, I know he will still honor the commitment he made some years ago.
I roll over on my stomach. I want to sleep, but I can't. I'm wide awake and slightly nauseated. I don't know if it's morning sickness or if it's all the thinking, or if it's just the tiredness, but I wish it would go away.
I lie there, thinking about yesterday.
He hugs me, and kisses my head.
The a few tears are rolling down. They're not tears of sadness though, they're tears of relief. I'm happy about his positive reaction to it all. I cannot do this if I don't have his support. That much I do know. However, I don't want him to feel pressured either.
"We need to talk" I say.
"Yeah" he says but he can't stop smiling. We keep walking.
We're not too far from my apartment, so automatically we are in an agreement that the conversation will take place there.
I open the door and after hanging his coat up, he sits down in a chair. I get myself a glass of water and bring him a beer, and I sit in the couch.
Sitting down in my living room, we have the first awkward silence I think we've ever had. He's smiling though, so it doesn't seem to be all that bad.
"So…" I start "This is…"
I don't get any further and a silence follows.
"It's great" he smiles at me.
"Do you really think that?"
"Of course I do" He comes over to sit next to me "It's a good thing"
He takes my hand and traces the back of it with his fingers, it makes me feel better.
"I understand if it's too much for you" I say and look at him.
"No" he says "It's not. We can do this, okay? You and me"
I smile at him. It's a weak smile, but a smile nonetheless.
"I'm just…a little overwhelmed" I say "I mean, I never thought…" I don't complete my thought.
"What?"
"Just…I never thought I'd get pregnant like this, you know, by mistake" I can't think of a better phrasing at the moment.
"Bones" he makes me look at him; my chin resting on his hand "Do you think that sleeping with me was a mistake?"
"No" the answer comes automatically.
"Do you regret anything?"
"No"
"Neither do I" he places a strand of hair behind my ear "Sure, it might not be how we planned it, but it's not a mistake"
I swallow and look down in to the ground.
"It's not a mistake" he repeats.
I look up again and nod. It doesn't feel like a mistake to me either. I don't think it ever really did.
"Come here" he places an arm around me and I lean on him for a while. "I'll help you. We'll do this together."
I nod and a tear comes down my cheek. I know I can't do this without him. I don't deserve to be treated this nice.
It gets really late, and I offer him to stay. He says yes, and he offers to sleep on the couch, but I don't see why he should.
"It's not like we haven't shared a bed before" I say and he smiles.
I can't take it anymore. Carefully, I get out of bed and make my way to the bathroom.
~*~ Booth ~*~
I noticed the weight shift in the bed and I heard her gently walk out of the room. I think about if I should go after her, and while I'm debating, I can hear her throw up. I immediately get out of bed and I find her with her head in the toilet.
Walking over to her, the clouds disperse and the moon shines through the window, casting a moonbeam which lights up the room. Gently, I remove a few strands that have fallen out of her ponytail.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you" She says as she leans back towards the cupboard.
"You didn't. I was awake" I smile
"Having second thoughts?" She asks in an understanding manner.
"Never"
We just sit there for a while before Brennan gets nauseated again and throws up. I hold her and she leans her head on me. I don't remember Rebecca being really sick in the morning but it was a few years ago now.
"I'm sorry" she apologizes again. Her forehead is moist. "I'm sorry"
"It's okay" I kiss her head "It's going to be okay" Her eyes are closed and I can feel how sick she feels.
We sit there for another hour before Brennan feels well enough to go back to bed and sleep for a little while longer.
"Everything is changing now" she mumbles as she lies across my chest
"Change isn't necessarily bad" I rub her back.
"I know, but I'm worried about us" She says as she falls asleep.
I don't reply but as she sleeps I stay wide awake.
~*~ Brennan ~*~
I wake up the next morning, and I roll over. He's not there. It's almost 8.30. Maybe he left. I get up to see if he's left me a note and as I exit my bedroom, I notice the TV's on.
"Hey! Good morning" Booth is standing in my kitchen, cooking breakfast.
"Good morning" I say, a bit in shock, and I sit down by my island.
"I was just about to get you breakfast in bed" he says and kisses me. It feels nice. It feels right.
"Thank you" I say.
"I take it we're eating out here" he says and I nod "How are you feeling?"
"Better" I say and have a plain toast. I can't eat anything with flavor at the moment.
We're a little quiet and I nibble at the toast, while thinking.
"You sure you're okay?" Booth looks concerned,
"Yeah, I'm sure, I just…remember what I said last night, that I'm worried?"
I notice he gets a bit tense.
"Well, what I meant was that what are we going to do? We have to tell everyone, and then there's planning, and where we're going to live, and…" Booth cuts me off by taking my hand.
"Let's take it one day at a time, okay?" He smiles "and today, we're just going to relax"
It's amazing, but he actually makes me relaxed. He looks me in the eye and I begin to smile.
"Everything is going to be fine"
Stay tuned for part 2! (or at least I hope you will)