This is my second go at a Bones Fanfic. I hope you like this one, like you did my last one, If you didn't read it, that ones called One Moment. Enjoy!
Dancing Phalanges
"Phalanges! Dancing Phalanges!" Temperance Brennan waved her fingers around and tickles Emma, as Emma sits in her highchair. Emma laughs and grabs a hold of Brennan's face, like she always does when she's happy, and kisses her mothers nose.
Brennan smiles and picks her little girl up out of her chair, and places her on the floor, but not after kissing her face all over and tickling her again. Once Emma's feet hit the floor she's off running. Her dark brown curls waving around behind her, deep chocolate eyes wide with laughter.
Brennan laughs again, and starts to clean up the kitchen. Her house has never been messier since she had Emma, but that's okay with her. Emma has brought something into Brennan's life she'd never have thought possible. Emma as taught her to be more open, and emotional. Something that Brennan has lived without for practically all her life.
Running some hot water in the sink, Brennan fills it up and washes the dishes, and then goes over every surface with hot water and disinfectant. Once she's had a kid, she realizes how dirty things can get. And nothing is more important then Emma's health. Speaking of Emma, Emma comes running back into the kitchen, she opens her mouth to say something, not that she's said anything yet, but then closes her mouth again, looking at her mother with those eyes that have torn her up inside so many times, even before Emma.
"You going to say something sweet pea?" Brennan kneels down in front of her one and a half year old daughter, dishrag still in hand and waits in anticipation.
Emma opens her mouth again and says it, "Booth." and smiles, with her toothy grin.
Brennan sits back on the floor, clutching the dishrag tightly too her, and gives Emma a fake smile before Emma runs off again. Her head tilts downward, and her hair falls into her face, shielding the shaken look on her face. She places a hand over he mouth, Her face growing warm and flush. A lump forms in her throat, making it hard for her to draw a steady breath.
Several minutes tick by before Brennan picks herself back up and continues cleaning with a stoic look on her face, although on the inside she's screaming. The thought of Booth brings back her old self every time, Her old, clamed up self. She has no idea how in the hell Emma would know how to say his name.
When Brennan finishes up, she checks on Emma, who's sitting quietly in her room playing with her dolls. Brennan picks the phone up from the table in the hall and dials Angela.
"Hey Brennan!" Angela answers.
"Hey Ang, I have a question." Brennan asks innocently enough, although she's quite pissed.
"Sure sweetie." Angela waits.
"Have you been talking about…Him in front of Emma?"
"No sweetie, why?" Angela can hear the starin in her friends voice and realizes right away that something Booth related has happened. Times like these have happened a lot in the past few months, Emma's second birthday is coming up, along with the anniversary of Booths death.
"She just said his name…"
"Emma said her first word!? Hodgins! Emma said her first word!" Angela yells to Hodgins, who in turn asks what Emma's first word was, followed by "Booth," from Angela.
"Yeah Ang…great…" Brennan goes silent and bites her lip, playing with the keys on the table, and then peaking in on Emma again, by just leaning back around the doorframe.
"Aw, I'm sorry Brennan…I honestly don't know where she could have heard his name…You talk in your sleep, maybe she heard you say his name in your sleep." Angela Honestly thinks Brennan's been dreaming about him, she doesn't want to admit to her best friend that she's actually heard her personally, say Booth's name in her sleep.
"yea…maybe…"
"I'm sorry…" Angela gives her another minute of silence.
It's been more than a year since Booth died. The tumor in his brain turned to not be benign and he died on the operating table do to complications; and true to her word, Brennan went along and used Booth's Seed to have a baby, and this beautiful Brunette baby girl is the result. Brennan was right to pick Booth as the sperm donor. Although Angela knows that the look in the child's eyes, can bring Brennan to tears.
"How about you come over for dinner?" Angela asks after a respectful amount of silence. Trying to make light of the situation knowing that Brennan wont see it that way.
"Sure, sure." Brennan says before hanging up. She stares at the clock, still feeling numb, which can last for several days, and realizes that she and Emma have an hour before heading to Angela's.
The timing is perfect, Emma always goes down for a nap after dinner, and usually sleeps through till maybe five or six the next morning. So Brennan goes into Emma's room and picks out some clothes for Emma to wear. Emma's room is purple and blue, two walls purple, the other walls blue. Her room is directly across the hall from Brennan's, so Brennan guesses, that all those times she's had nightmares or has just dreamed about Booth, Emma's heard everything.
Brennan pauses at the tiny white dresser, holding a pair of tiny blue jeans, and looks down at Emma. It's statically proven that a child will resemble the father more than the mother for the first year of their life, But Emma, is all Booth, through and through, from her facial features to her warm chocolate eyes. The only thing she has of Brennan is her hair, which is curly, like hers was when she was a child.
Again Brennan continues to search through the piles of cloths in the dresser for something to go with the tiny blue jeans. It's relatively warm outside, summer just around the corner, so she picks out a cute little purple top, with a yellow sunflower on it, and some little sandals.
"Come here sweet pea." Brennan bends down and opens her arms to her daughter, who smiles, like she always does, and puts her dollies down. She hugs her mother around the neck, and Brennan buries her face in the brunette curls, bringing the smell of baby shampoo into her nose.
Brennan dresses her, and then combs the light tangles from her little girl's hair, and then kissing her on the cheek. She picks her up and hugs her again. Brennan is constantly hugging her daughter. She's the closest thing she has to Booth, whether or not she knew then, like she still wont admit now, that she loved Booth. Loves.
Carrying her into her own room, she sets her down on her bed, and pulls out a picture from underneath her pillow. She looks down at it, tears in her eyes and then turns it slowly over, to show Emma. Emma's mouth opens and a tiny gasp leaves her lips, something she does whenever she is shown something she likes, and of course the only ironic word she knows comes out.
"Booth." She reaches out with a little hand and touches the photo with a finger.
"Yes Sweet pea, that's you daddy." A tear slips down Brennan's cheek, and Emma looks up at her, a wonderful look in her warm chocolate eyes.
Emma reaches up and touches her mothers cheek, like she knows that her mother is sad, whether or not she shows it on the outside or not. Brennan loses it then, hugging her daughter almost too tightly, and sobbing into her hair. Emma sighs, hugging her mother just as tightly, the mystery of little girls lost to Brennan.
Angela, Hodgins, and Brennan sit at the table, Emma playing with a teddy bear Hodgins bought for her, under the table while the adults eat. The conversation was light, not that they had to much to talk about, they see each other practically everyday. Hodgins was just talking about a case he's been working on, and Angela, mentioned that she sketched a few more pictures for her "niece." But the last few minutes have been silent, the three of then listening to the quiet chatter that doesn't really make any sense, from the tiny being underneath them.
"I was thinking of coming out of my sabbatical." Brennan suddenly says, thinking that it's really no big deal. She hasn't been back to work since she had Emma.
"That's great sweetie!" Angela praises, frankly she's missed the serious, business part of Brennan, not that she doesn't enjoy the way Brennan is now.
Not too many intellectual words, or sayings have left Brennan's lips for over a year. Anyone who's known Brennan would be shocked at that. But again, Brennan has had real work on her social skills. There's not much that can go over her head anymore, without her knowing what it means.
"What made you want to come back?" Hodgin's asks cocking his head to the sise, and silently cheering.
Brennan Shrugs, "I don't know, I miss it I guess." She pushes the food around on her plate, knowing that going back will open up some old memories, and she also knows that she wont be able to go back in the field, it wont be the same.
"Well good for you Brennan." Angela gets up, taking a few plates with her, and places a hand on Brennan's shoulder. Brennan looks up at her, Angela seeing the silent pining behind her best friends blue green eyes.
Hodgins gets up as well, and bends down onto his hands and knees and starts to play with Emma, who laughs and hugs him. Brennan smiles at the sound, a sound that pulls at her heart strings every time, and joins Hodgins.
"Phalanges! Dancing Phalanges!" Brennan wiggles her fingers, a wide smile on her face, all of it almost making her forget about what she's so sad about.
"She really loves it when you do that." He comments. "why did you start doing that anyway?" He looks at her curiously, and then immediately regrets asking, it's a Booth thing.
"Andy." Brennan says, not looking at him, but at Emma, who's pushing the teddy bear's nose in.
"I remember Andy." Angela comes back into the dining room, carrying a bowl of orange jello. " He was so adorable." She places the bowl on the table, and pulls up a highchair she keeps there for Emma, when she baby sits. Angela baby sits Emma when Brennan is writing.
"…Yeah…" Brennan replies quietly, picking up Emma and placing her in the chair.
Emma digs into her jello with her hands, the three of them watching her for a while, hardly touching their own, except for Hodgins, who eventually helps himself to a second bowl. After half an hour, Brennan and Emma hug Angela and Hodgins goodbye, Brennan receiving an extra long hug and a peck on the cheek from Angela who understands the inner turmoil inside her best friend, or at least acknowledges that it's there.
When Brennan gets home, she holds onto the sleeping Emma, and tries to unlock her door, keys jingling in the silent hallway, She opens the door and flips on the light, jumping , the keys falling to the floor when she sees a man standing there in her hallway.
"Bones."
Alright there you go, some suspense. Please, please review!