Authors Note: I was inspired by Some1tookmyname to write this. If you haven't read her Moments Series (now up to chapter 9) I suggest you check them out. This is along the same vein.
Set about 4 months after Season 6 Finale. Bones is confined to the lab.
"Bones."
Seeley Booth walks into his partner's office calling her name. Walking toward her desk he wonders where she could be until he hears a soft grunting sound behind him. He turns to see said partner all but prostrate on the floor next to the lounge.
"What the …. Bones what are you doing? …. Are you ok?"
Kneeling down next to her head, he hears a jumbled voice which he thinks says 'Hang on.'
Moving back a little to give her room, Temperance Brennan pulls back and maneuvers herself into a kneeling position.
"Bones, what are you doing?"
"Getting my pen."
She holds up a black biro as evidence.
"Couldn't you ask for help? You need to be careful. You can't just rummage and roll around on the floor."
"Booth, pregnancy is not an illness. I can do everything I always did. Being pregnant is a natural thing for a woman."
Her eyes say that they have had this conversation before.
"Natural state?" he begins, a smile starting, "so in future you should be pregnant … and barefoot … and ….."
"in the laundry?" she finishes for him, a small look of annoyance on her face.
"Kitchen, Bones. Pregnant, barefoot and in the kitchen."
He smiles at her, letting her know he was teasing.
She sits back on her heels and pushes some stray hairs off her face. Booth stands, offering his hands to help her up.
When Brennan is back on her feet she heads towards her desk, grabbing her lab coat of the hook.
"So what have you brought me?" she asks, turning back to face him.
"Bones, nearly completely free of fleshy bits. Just what you like, baby. Vincent says the victim is male, Caucasian, probably between 19-25 years old. Two metal hips – that's got to be rare – so if you do your thing and get the serial numbers from the hips we can figure out who this poor kid was."
A look of concern flits across Brennan's face.
"Booth," she starts, her tone indicating displeasure.
"What? I got soil samples, leaf litter from under and around the body. I got you the whole kit and caboodle. "
The look on her face tells him she is not happy.
"You can't say that, not here, not in the lab. We agreed."
"I can't say caboodle?"
"No, not that," she steps closer to him, lowering her voice, "baby. You said that would be just for us. At home."
"You right," he replies "I am sorry."
The smile playing on his lips negates what he has just said. He is not sorry at all.
Brennan however has moved on.
"And?'
"And what? I got this funny red goo that was near his head. It looks like a cross between melted wax and Jell-o."
She looks at him pointedly.
"And," he begins, pulling something out of his pocket, "I you got chocolate Orios, as requested."
Bones walks over to Booth and grabs the cookies she has been craving all day. He holds onto them, pulling her closer to him, a devilish smile in place. Smiling too now, she leans in and gently kisses him on the cheek.
"Special Agent Seeley Booth," she says in a low voice, "you're my hero."
"You got that right, baby."