AN: I had previously written a fanfic about Booth and Brennan having a child together, but since Season 6 is over now and they actually are having a child together, I have to redo everything. So, this is the new version. Let's say its Season 6 1/2 for the moment. :)
Episode 1: The Man in the Filler
"All I'm saying, Bones, is that you take a little time off from solving cases with me so we don't... harm the baby." Booth said staring at his now pregnant and current girlfriend, Temperance Brennan AKA Bones.
"I am fully aware of my capabilities, Booth. I will stop helping you solve these cases only when I go into labor." Bones said as she walked to the putried dead body on her table. She held her gloves up and analyzed the body as her new intern, Lenny Hickson, texted shiftly on his phone. Bones gazed at him as he was oblivious to her arrival.
"Excuse me, Mr. Hickson, will you please put your cell phone up? This is a very infectious area and I don't want your phone falling into the corpse." Bones declared. The intern glanced at her and quickly placed his phone into his pocket. He walked over by her side nervously and looked down at the body.
"There are m...mm...multiple fractures around the femur and..." He stuttered.
"Are you afraid of Bones?" Booth asked with a slight smirk.
"Not nervous around bones. Why would I come into this field?" He chuckled silently to himself. He glanced at Bones who just stared at him. He gulped and wiped the sweat off of his forehead with his jacket.
"Not the bones. Dr. Brennan who is also known as Bones." Booth snickered wrapping his arm around her shoulder.
"All pregnant women scare me." He stuttered.
"I would perfer if you called me Dr. Brennan in the lab." She said harshly to her intern. He nodded and gulped again.
"So, this guy was found at a bottom of a lake with cement inside his body." Booth stated.
"He was cut even with his clavicle and straight down his sternum. It seems it was cut by a saw. Mr. Hickson, find out what type a saw by the small fracture marks along the sides." Bones said pulling on the sides of the sternum. She removed her gloves and turned to Booth.
"Yes?" He asked.
"Aren't we going to ask some questions to some suspects?" She said with a stunned expression.
"We don't even know our victim yet!" Booth yelped.
"Sure we do! Andrew Harrison, age 21. He was a marine biologist. He's been missing for about a month." Bones smiled at him.
"How did you find this out?" Booth asked as she walked away from the lab.
"Angela. You were busy talking with Hodgins. What were you guys talking about anyway? Is seemed interesting!" She said passing a few more workers of the Jeffersonian.
"Nothing important... I am just shocked you didn't tell me you found the identity of the dead body. Aren't we a partnership?" Booth yelped.
"Sure, if you want to call it that. You and I are partners having a child together." Bones said turning to him.
"No, at work, we are partners. Outside of work, we are boyfriend and girlfriend expecting a child together. I would really perfer if we were married..." Booth started.
"Booth, you know my view on that! Marriage is simply a piece of paper. Married or not, we can still have a relationship and a child." Bones yelped.
"But it's unholy." He whispered.
"Booth, I really don't want to discuss this right now." She said walking away.
"Bones, don't walk away right now!" Booth said following after her.
"Mrs. Harrison, was you husband in any kind of trouble?" Booth asked the victim's wife. She sat holding a baby while another child played in a corner. Bones was smiling at the child. She seemed to do that often when she saw a child.
"Well, the only thing I can think of is him owing backed child support to his ex-girlfriend. Justin is his son with her and even though we have custody of him now, the first two years she had him and Andrew refused to pay child support. She constantly called out house and even sent over a few of her boyfriends to get him to cough up some money. Andrew always refused. He said he wasn't going to feed her addiction." She said as a few sobs broke out between words.
"What was his ex-girlfriend's name?" Booth asked pulling out a writing pad.
"Ger name is Megan Larkson." She said wiping away a few tears. She then glanced at Bones.
"Is this your first child?" The victim's wife asked.
As Bones said yes, Booth retorted with no. Mrs. Harrison glanced at the two of them with an surprised expression.
"So, you two are having this child together? Are you in a relationship?" She asked.
"Yes." Booth replied.
"I must say, combined families are very difficult." She said wiping away a few more tears. Bones glanced at Booth who just stared at the woman with a sympatheic expression.
"Thank you, Mrs. Harrison. We'll be getting back to you if we need anything else." Booth said rising. He then helped Bones stand up and they walked out of the house. As soon as they did, Booth phone rang. He answered to Rebecca's brother calling him. He glanced at Bones who was getting into the vehicle. She looked out the window and noticed Booth talking quickly on the phone. He got into the vehicle after he hastly hung up the phone. He then sped off.
"What's wrong?" Bones asked watching the speedometer rise. They were heading the opposite direction of the Jeffersonian. He gazed at her and said, "Rebecca was involved in a car wreck. She died. I have to get Parker."
Parker stared at the ground of his mother's apartment dejectedly. He was only eight years old and had already lost his mother. As soon as Booth opened the door, Parker felt some relief escape from the invisible boulder over his shoulder.
"Parker, are you ok?" Booth yelped rushing to his son. He quickly hugged him. His body was shaking with fear.
"Dad, Mom died." He began to sob. Bones watched from the doorway as Booth soothed his son by patting his head. She knew Booth would make an amazing father. Bones picked up her cell phone and called Cam.
"Hey, Booth and I might not make it back to work today. He just got a phone call. Parker's mom died in a car accident and we're picking him up at the moment. I think Booth may need a few days with Parker, but I'll be back to work tomorrow." Bones said.
"Oh my... Temperance, I hope you help comfort him. You know what it feels like to lose a mother." Cam said. Bones didn't say anything and hung up the phone. Booth was carrying Parker toward the SUV. He put him in the backseat and they headed home. Bones had decided to live with Booth since they were already going to have a child together. It was decided on a whim. It had only been six months earlier when Booth had sat down and told Parker he was going to have a new sibling with Dr. Temperance Brennan. He was extremely ok with it and excited.
They pulled into the apartment and Booth got out. He walked around and picked Parker out of the car. Bones walked behind them as they opened the apartment building door and began making their way up the steps. She watched as Booth opened the door and brought Parker to his bedroom they had set up for them. Bones walked passed the empty room that they had prepared for their unborn child. She stared at it for a while. Was she ready to become a mother?
She made herself a snack and sat in front of her computer typing the latest novel. She felt stumped as she tried to think of the plot. All she could think about was Booth soothing Parker in his bedroom over the recent loss of his mother. She clothes her laptop and headed toward the bedroom. She was beginning to grow tired and felt some sleep would help her out.
She was woken by Booth shaking her shoulder. She rolled over and looked at him in a slight daze.
"How's Parker?" She asked groggily.
"He's sleeping right now. He just cried a lot and I told him if he had any questioned about... death... to talk to you. Temperance, this is your first act as a mother. I need you to be sympathetic. He's only eight." Booth replied.
"Booth, I am not his mother. One thing I know, once you lose a mother, there is no one who could replace that woman. There wasn't a moment I didn't wish to have her by my side." Bones replied.
"I'm not asking you to be his mother. I'm asking you as a future mother to have some motherly instinct for my son. Don't speak in weird, crazy lingo. Talk like you would to a child. Use small words and stay away from the truth." Booth said as he got underneath the covers.
"But he needs to know the truth. He needs to know his mother is never coming back. He's never going to see her again." Bones replied.
"Temperance, my son will see his mother one day. Never tell him that..." He said sternly before rolling over in bed. She let out a sigh and got up to get a glass of water. Sitting in front of the TV was Parker. She gazed at a clock and saw it was nearing midnight.
"Shouldn't you be in bed?" She asked him.
"I pretended to sleep so my dad would leave." Parker said switching channels.
"Well, you have school in the morning. You should go to bed." Bones replied.
"My dad says you lost your mother also. He said if I had any questions I should ask you." Parker said turning to him. She walked over toward him and sat beside him on the couch.
"Yes, I lost my mother." She retorted.
"What was it like?" He asked.
"Well, it was a few days before Christmas... I was really angry at first and remained that way. I hadn't an idea what had happened to her. If someone had told me she had died instead of left me, it might have eased the pain, but no one did. I was put into foster care. It was horrible. When I found out what happened to her, the pain seemed to ease away. It turned out, all I was looking for was an answer. My m other was my world and when she was gone, I felt vulnerable. My father had also left at the same time. Although he's alive, he didn't come back into my life for a while. That's one thing you have, Parker. Your father is here to keep you safe no matter what. All I am telling you is that it will get better with time." Bones replied.
"But how long?" He asked, beginning to cry. Her motherly instincts kicked in and she wrapped her arm around Parker.
"It all depend on how long it takes you to accept. At first, the pain will be strong, but each year, that pain will slowly vanish. It will never go away quickly, but it will get to the point where you can think about your mother and not think about how she won't be here, but think of the happy memories. Those happy memories will make your pain less painful. You'll be able to make it through the day." She said with a smile.
They remained silent as he nuzzled against her. She knew he would never be his son. It began to pain her to know that he was the child of Booth, a man she loved, and another woman who was now dead. They would now have custody of Parker. She will have to help Booth raise Parker. She then realized that she would be stuck with him for life even if they didn't work out.
"Do you know what you are having yet?" Parker asked.
"No, not yet. Your dad and I are going to the hospital on Thursday to find out the sex. I'm hoping for a boy and I have a feeling it's going to be a boy, but your dad wants a girl." She smiled.
"I think it's going to be a boy. I don't want a baby sister. I rather have a baby brother who I can share with." Parker smiled. They sat and chatted for a few more hours. Later on the next morning, Booth walked out into the living room to see Bones and Parker sleeping together on the couch. He nudged his son up and told him to get dressed. He let Bones sleep for a few more hours.
"I cannot believe you allowed me to sleep that long!" Bones yelped at Booth as they walked into the Jeffersonian. She was greeted with the nervous smile of her intern who had identified the saw that had riped the victims chest cavity opened.
"It was an medical saw. The same one we use to cut through human bones here at the Jeffersonian." He answered with a shaking voice.
"Thank you, Mr. Hickson. Good job. So that means our assaliant is a person in the medical field. Hodgins, did you figure out what kind of cement was used to help this man sink?" She asked as Hodgins walked across the lab. He was holding a cup full of wet cement and had huge bags underneath his eyes.
"Not yet, Dr. Brennan. I was..." He was interuppted by Bones retorted, "You need to work faster Dr. Hodgins. You are slacking in your work."
"Is it me or is the pregnancy making her more demanding?" Hodgins snorted walking past Booth who just chuckled.
"And you, you need to interigating the ex-girlfriend! I have too much work so I can't help you out." Bones sniped at Booth. He stared at her for a moment.
"GO!" She demanded. He turned around and left.
"Thanks for coming with me, Angela." Booth said as they stared at a woman with tattoos and piercings through a one-sided mirror.
"You are not the only one wanting to get out of that lab with Temperance. She has become such a bitchy woman lately. She even griped at me that I wasn't rendering the face fast enough. I was very offended by her. She obviously doesn't know that I have a child to take care of." Angela said putting her hand to her chest.
"Really? Cause you seem more refreshed than Hodgins. His bags underneath his eyes looked like they weighted twenty pounds a piece." Booth chuckled.
"He's decided to take over the night shift for the remainder of the week. I'm finally getting more than four hours to sleep with Michael constantly crying." Angela sighed.
"I think Bones can handle the child on her own." He chuckled. He then stared at the suspect.
"What do you think?" He asked Angela.
"I'm no medical expert, but I think those are track marks on her arms. That means she doing some kind of drug." Angela stated.
"You think she killed him?" Booth asked before he walked in.
"No, but I think she knows something." Someone said.
"Sweets, what took you so long?" Booth yelped.
"Traffic was killer. Oh... I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by that." Sweets said covering his mouth.
"I loved her once, Sweets, but you won't offend me. It's just sad to see my son lose a mother." Booth said raising his hand.
"If you notice the way she's tapping her foot and looking around. Then her arms are folded. Either she's on a trip or she's lying about something." Sweets said.
"Good enough for me." He said entering the room.
He sat in front of the woman who was glowering at him.
"Ms. Larkson, I heard Andrew Harrison owed you backed child support." He said.
"That ass owed me more than backed child support! I should recieve a check for the amount of time I lived with that lazy bum." She snorted.
"Based on his income, it seems he wasn't so lazy. You two had a child when you were both seventeen. That might attribute to his lazy bum stature." Booth said looking through a folder.
"He wanted nothing to do with his child until he married that slut! How come as soon as he got with that woman, he decided to be a better father?" She snarled.
"He was a teenager. Most teenagers run when they find out their a father. Maybe he finally accepted the fact and wanted to be part of his son's life and took the initiative. Ms. Larkson, I hear you have a addiction." He said.
"NO! Did that whore say that?" She spat.
"Looking at those track marks, I see you did have an addiction. Even though you ex-boyfriend got custody of your son, you still demanded money, but he wasn't paying. Ms. Larkson, I can already tell you that your son will not be living with you, but with his step-mother. She is more suited to be his mother than a drug addict. If you had cleaned yourself up, you might have had a chance with him. The court saw in your ex-boyfriend's favor and took your son away. Tell me... did you kill him?" Booth asked.
"I don't have the strength to kill him!" She growled.
"No, but the person who supplies you with clean syringes did. What did you offer him? Sex? Drugs? Money maybe? You only wanted your son back and you though by killing the man that you would end up back with him." Booth sighed.
"That was my son. I raised him while I was in high school while Andrew partied like a maniac! Why was it that I had my child taken away from me by a man who didn't claim him till he was three? He was my son! Mark understood that! He said that he would help me get off the drugs and get my son back! All I told him was if he got my son back, I would be his forever." The suspect said scratching her arm.
"Who is Mark?" Booth asked.
"Mark Goodman. He's a surgeon up at St. Joseph's. He performed the appendictis on my son when he was three. He gives me morphine and I give him sex. I just wanted my son back." She said beginning to sob. Booth left the room and walked past Angela.
"That was too easy." He retorted.
"Why are you in such a grouchy mood?" Booth asked Bones as she sat in the passenger seat as they went to St. Joseph's to talk to Dr. Goodman.
"I'm just tired and my back hurts. It's all based around the pregnancy!" She said looking out the window. Booth reached over and rested his hand on her stomach.
"Only three more months, Bones... Then we'll be a family." Booth smiled. Bones smirked a little bit and then turned.
"Do we have to have a meeting with Sweets tomorrow? The way he talks just makes me so annoyed." Bones grumbled.
"Someone is really grumpy..." Booth mumbled.
"I know I am grumpy. It is a way I am allowing my emotions to be released. Everyone is seeming to make my annoyed. I can't blame myself for being mean when people aren't doing there job." Bones yelped.
"Maybe you need to lay off work for a while... until your nerves are calmed down..." Booth muttered.
"My nerves are perfectly fine. I think it's just because of my back pain. I need to call Vince for a back massage." Bones sighed.
"Are you serious? I wish I had money like you... I'd retire." Booth sighed as they pulled into the parking lot of the hospital. Bones followed behind Booth who quickly entered the building. He walked up to the head nurse and held his badge to her.
"Special Agent Seeley Booth. I need to speak with Dr. Mark Goodman." Booth said looking around.
"I'm sorry. He's in surgery. Can this wait?" The nurse asked.
"I'm afraid not. He's being arrested for murder." Booth said. Bones walked down the halls and entered a room that was marked M. Goodman. She looked around the area and then a nurse burst in and blurted, "You're not allowed in there."
"She is allowed in there. He's under arrest for murder. His property becomes ours." Booth said walking down the hall.
"Booth, there's a blade in here that is positive for blood." Bones cried from the room.
"We can't pull Dr. Goodman out of surgery. The patient might die." The nurse retorted.
"She's a doctor. She could take over." Booth said pointing towards Bones.
"I only deal with bones. Not flesh." Bones replied.
"Well, we will wait until his surgery is over then." Booth said sitting in a chair. The nurse looked at him and then sat back down in her chair. Bones walked around and then walked up to the nurse.
"What floor is maternity on?" Bones asked.
"Is someone up there a killer too?" The nurse asked rudely.
"No, but I will be reporting to the head nurse about your ill attitude. I simply asked a question. You didn't have to answer with an attitude." Bones retorted. Booth watched her as the nurse sheepishly gave Bones the floor number. He remained sitting down as she walked to the elevator. Another nurse was also watching as she walked off.
"Is this her first child?" The nurse asked Booth.
"Yeah." He replied.
"She must be nervous. I remember when I had my son, I was so nervous. Nothing can prepare you for child birth. Is it your child?" She asked him.
"Yea. How could you tell?" He asked her.
"You have that protective gaze over your eyes as you watch her. All first time fathers have that." She smiled.
"Well, this isn't my first child. I have a son whose eight from a different woman." Booth said.
"Maybe that makes her more nervous." The nurse replied.
"I've been chasing that woman for five years... It's been a constant struggle. The events that led us to conceiving our child... if they had never happened, I doubt we would be together now. She is the most headstrong woman I have ever seen. I'm sure she's not nervous." Booth said.
"How long is she?" The nurse asked sitting beside him.
"Six months." Booth retorted.
"Sex of the baby?" She asked.
"We don't know yet. We go in on Thursday to see what the sex is. That's the only time we can both take off..." Booth chuckled.
"Well, you're at a hospital right now. I'm an ultrasound techqnition (Such a hard word to spell..) I can tell you without any cost. My husband was an FBI agent KIA. It's the least I could do for a fellow FBI agent." She smiled.
"You would do that?" Booth asked with a smile.
They had two hours until Dr. Goodman would be out of surgery. They didn't want to bust into the operating room and contaminate everything, so they decided to wait. Bones was looking at the newborns wiggling around in their beds. Some were pink. Others were almost a purple shade. Some were crying and others were sleeping soundly. Each one of them was adorable.
"Hey Tempy... do you want to find out the sex today?" Booth asked. She turned around and looked up at Booth. She slightly smiled at him and replied, "Can we really?"
The nurse nodded and lead them to a room. She told her to lay on the bed and wait as she got everything set up.
"Are you nervous?" Bones asked Booth. He was holding her hand and just realized his hands were very sweaty. He couldn't help but be nervous. This was a woman he had loved for the longest time... He was going to find out if he was having a girl or boy with her. It was something he had dreamed of.
"Excited." He smiled at her. The nurse placed the warm goo onto her stomach and went over it. In an instant, there was the pitter patter of a faint heartbeat.
"That is your child's heartbeat." The nurse smiled. Booth's gripe tightened around Bones's hand. She felt something similar to electricity flow through her body.
"And... we have a baby... girl!" The nurse said as she took a snap shot of the ultrasound.
"A girl?" Bones asked.
"Yes ma'am. A healthy baby girl." The nurse said.
"Tempy, we're having a baby girl. We are going to have a little girl." Booth said grinning ear to ear. There was so much happiness swelling inside Booth as he thought about having a baby girl.
"Well, I was hoping for a boy." Bones said with slight disappointment in her voice. She then looked at Booth as he smiled up at the ultrasound. She then added, "But a little girl will be great and I can dress her in cute outfits."
"Here is a picture of your baby daughter." The nurse said handing Booth the photo. He just gazed down at it with a smile. Bones had never seen him this happy before except for the time she told him she was pregnant with his child. She was expecting something more depressing, but Booth instantly jumped with joy.
"How can my day get any better?" Booth asked as they walked to the front area again. He had his arm around Bones's shoulder tightly and continued to stare at the ultrasound picture. Bones rested her head on his shoulder as she too stared at the photo with delight. She felt a warm happiness growing inside of her. She then felt a flutter.
"Seeley... she just moved." Bones said pausing.
"What?" Booth asked a tad bit shocked. He put his hand on her stomach, but felt no movement.
"Next time, I will give you a warning." Bones smiled at him.
"Special Agent Seeley Booth, Dr. Goodman is out of surgery now." The nurse at the desk replied. Booth nodded and handed the photo to Bones. She gazed down at the phone of a child that was in her stomach. She placed her head on her stomach. She could vaugely remember Booth saying the rights to the man who tried to justify his case of murdering Andrew Harrison. It had seemed to be an easy case.
She looked up at Booth who was glancing at her with a smirk. She smiled back at him and she felt tears form in her eyes.