Author's Note: Even if you don't normally go for stories in screenplay format, I hope you will be willing to give this a chance. This story is meant to fill in a few of the gaps in the last few episodes of season six and also to bridge season 6 and season 7. I imagine the show itself will do some flashbacks for this same purpose, but until then, I just felt compelled to offer my own version. Thanks to my friend (who shall remain nameless) for taking a little time from her novel-writing to edit this. It really made a difference. And, of course, thank you to each person who crosses the line below...
THE GAPS IN THE STORY
INT. BRENNAN'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
BRENNAN stands at the head of the table as the gang sits
around it. A seat just next to her is empty. MAX sits in his
wheelchair at the other end. HODGINS sits across from the
empty seat with ANGELA at his side. CAM sits next to Angela.
SWEETS sits across from them with CAROLINE beside him.
Everyone talks as they pass food bowls around.
Hodgins reaches down to a baby carrier. He pulls back the
cover and looks in on his sleeping son. Brennan glances down
and catches a glimpse. She smiles.
ANGELA
(to Hodgins)
Still out?
HODGINS
Uh huh.
Brennan takes a peek at her watch then over at the front
door. She looks around at the full table then at the empty
seat. She glances at the door one more time before picking
up a water glass and tinking a butter knife against it.
Everyone quiets down looks her way.
BRENNAN
I want to thank you all for
attending my dinner party.
They all thank her for the invitations, raise glasses her
way, and generally respond positively.
BRENNAN
I must admit, I have more than just
food to share with you tonight.
Everyone looks around at each other.
BRENNAN
Unlike when Angela and Hodgins did
this, and we all had to fake our
surprise, I'm sure you will all be
quite genuinely surprised to find
out that I am-
The door unlocks and BOOTH, dressed casually, bursts in.
Everyone is still staring at Brennan, anticipating her
words, but she is distracted by Booth. He puts his keys back
in his pocket.
BOOTH
(out of breath)
Hey, Bones. Hey. Sorry I'm late.
He turns to the table of people who all collectively turn
their heads to him. He waves.
BOOTH
Hey, guys.
The room is silent. Booth makes his way to Brennan. He
stands next to her and faces the table. Everyone just
stares. Booth glances sideways at Brennan.
BOOTH
Aw, Bones, you told 'em without me,
didn't you?
BRENNAN
I was trying, but you interrupted.
Booth tilts his head toward her and talks out the side of
his mouth while keeping his eyes on the company.
BOOTH
Why would you do that? We said we'd
tell them together.
BRENNAN
I thought you chickened off.
BOOTH
Chickened out. And I didn't. Of
course I didn't. I just hit a
little traffic. Geez.
BRENNAN
Well, as I said, I wasn't able to
tell them yet so if you would like
to take over-
MAX
Can I just ask a question?
Brennan and Booth turn their attention back to the table.
MAX
(to Brennan)
Why does he have a key?
BRENNAN
Because I gave it to him... along
with a key to my Prius... which he
loves driving, by the way.
HODGINS
Who wouldn't?
Max starts to speak, but Booth cuts him off:
BOOTH
Let us just explain why we asked
you all here tonight.
Everyone looks around, trading curious, but processing
smiles. No one wears a bigger grin than Angela.
BOOTH
The thing is... well... when two
people... family is... uh... help
me out here, Bones?
BRENNAN
I thought you wanted to-
BOOTH
Just say it.
BRENNAN
I'm pregnant.
A joyous congratulatory uproar rings out as people stand up.
Angela runs over and pulls Brennan into a hug. Max rolls
over and embraces his daughter. Caroline is not far behind,
but instead of a hug, she has an interrogation ready:
CAROLINE
Excuse me for asking, cherie, but
who's this baby's daddy?
Booth raises his hand and plasters on a guilty smile.
SWEETS
No way. Seriously? You guys... ?
CAROLINE
Hallelujah. It's about time the two
of you got it on.
CAM
Oh, no, Caroline. Dr. Brennan used
artificial insemination.
(to Booth and Brennan)
Didn't you?
HODGINS
You finally went through with it,
huh? That's fantastic.
Brennan glances at Angela who is putting great effort into
keeping her mouth shut.
BRENNAN
No, actually. The baby was
conceived via fertilization of the
egg following sexual intercourse.
Though not correct medical
terminology, I suppose you could
call it "natural insemination."
Booth looks horrified as he throws an arm around Brennan.
BOOTH
The old fashioned way, Bones. All
you had to say was "the old
fashioned way."
BRENNAN
While intercourse has been
practiced throughout the history of
man, I would hardly call what we've
been doing "old fashioned."
SWEETS
You two are sleeping together?
Brennan grins mischievously.
BRENNAN
We do more than sleep. Obviously.
Brennan glances down at her stomach.
MAX
I knew there was something going on
between you two.
ANGELA
So did I. Like, officially. But I'm
still shocked. Sweetie, wow, this
is so great. I'm so happy for you.
She pulls Brennan in again then snags a hug from Booth,
pulling him to the side. They speak to the side:
ANGELA
This is a good thing, right?
Booth's grin says it all.
ANGELA
Oh my God.
Booth raises his eyebrows.
BOOTH
What?
ANGELA
I've just never seen you smile like
that. You're so...
BOOTH
Happy?
ANGELA
Yes. Among other things.
Booth glances over adoringly at Brennan who is surrounded by
her father, Caroline, Cam and Hodgins. He turns back to find
Sweets standing next to Angela.
SWEETS
So... you two are...
BOOTH
Yes, but you're here as a friend,
you understand? So don't go
whipping out your psychology or
start telling us how this will
negatively impact our work
relationship because, frankly-
SWEETS
You don't give a damn.
BOOTH
Exactly.
Sweets smiles. Message received.
SWEETS
I'm happy for you both.
Cam walks between the separated groups, bringing them back
together as she addresses Booth and Brennan:
CAM
I don't mean to ask an obvious
question here, but how did this
happen?
BRENNAN
You're a medical doctor; you should
understand how conception occurs.
Cam's look is deadpan as she glances at Booth.
HODGINS
I think she was asking specifically
not generally. "How did it happen?"
Not "how does it happen?"
BRENNAN
While we're not sure of the exact
date of conception, it was most
likely-
BOOTH
Let me just take this one, Bones,
okay? It was the night Vincent was
killed. Bones stayed at my place.
ANGELA
Then she crawled into bed with him.
Everyone turns to look at Angela.
ANGELA
Her words, not mine.
SWEETS
I wish you would have called me
immediately. It must have been
extremely emotional.
BRENNAN
Actually, you are correct. I have
never experienced such an emotional
reaction to inter-
Booth gives her a look.
BRENNAN
... to love-making.
MAX
You know your father's in the room,
right?
CAROLINE
Oh, hush, Max. Tell us everything,
cherie. Everything.
Everyone except Max agrees. Brennan looks to Booth. The
others wait in silence for the story to begin. Booth and
Brennan look at one another again.
CAROLINE
Well, are you going to spill or
not? What happened that night?
Brennan raises an eyebrow. Booth gives her a reassuring
smile then turns back to the expectant group.
BOOTH
You know what? Let's just fast
forward to the next morning...
FLASHBACK TO:
INT. BOOTH'S KITCHEN - DAY
Booth stands in front of a waffle maker. He has on a white
dress shirt and strangely simple black tie. The sound of the
shower running floats out from the back of the apartment.
The water stops.
BOOTH
Come on, come on, come on.
Booth rocks back and forth on his heels and taps his fingers
on the counter. From the bathroom, the shower curtain
sliding catches Booth's attention for a moment.
BOOTH
Oh, come on, you stupid piece of-
A ding from the waffle maker cuts him off.
BOOTH
Finally.
Booth pops open the waffle maker and slides a huge waffle
onto a plate. He picks up a syrup bottle.
BRENNAN
Did my shower seem unusually long?
Booth glances over as Brennan walks into the kitchen wearing
a bathrobe that is so over-sized it has to be Booth's. She
dries her hair with a towel. The sight brings an instant
smile to Booth's face.
BOOTH
Huh?
He squeezes some syrup onto the waffle.
BRENNAN
When I exited your bathroom, I
heard you say, "finally" as if to
imply-
BOOTH
Oh, no, no, no, Bones. I was
talking about this thing.
He waves a hand over the waffle maker.
BOOTH
It's so slow. But you, on the other
hand? You were quick, you know?
Like the Apolo Ohno of showers...
BRENNAN
I don't know what that means, but I
do feel obliged to disclose that
when at my own apartment, though
it's embarrassingly un-eco-friendly
of me, I often indulge in showers
that are approximately seventy-five
percent longer than the one I just
took.
BOOTH
Wouldn't seventy-five percent be
shorter, though?
BRENNAN
It would be if I said my normal
showers are seventy-five percent
the length of this shower, but I
said seventy-five percent longer.
In other words, my normal shower
length is one hundred seventy-five
percent the time I took here.
BOOTH
Got it. I'll never question your
math again. Here, taste this.
He holds up the waffle-filled plate. She tilts her head for
a moment, a thoughtful smile playing on her lips.
BRENNAN
What's this?
BOOTH
This? Well, Bones, this here is the
best waffle you've ever had.
BRENNAN
But I have not had this waffle.
BOOTH
Then it's the best you've never
had... so let's change that, okay?
She trades him the plate for the towel. He narrows his eyes
at her in mock annoyance, but walks toward the bedroom,
revealing that from the waist down, he is only in boxers.
BRENNAN
In case you were curious, I took a
shorter shower because your water
heater was not able to produce
enough hot water to sustain my
desired shower length.
Booth tosses the towel in the general direction of a clothes
hamper then drifts back to Brennan in the kitchen. She sits
on a stool and uses a fork and knife to cut into the waffle.
BOOTH
I hope you're not picking now to
stop being literal.
BRENNAN
You should consider investing in a
tankless water heater.
Booth sits down on the stool next to her as she gets the
first piece of waffle on her fork.
BOOTH
And, apparently, you're not.
BRENNAN
Not what?
Brennan eats the first bite of waffle.
BOOTH
Being metaphorical.
BRENNAN
About what?
Booth raises his eyebrows as Brennan swallows.
BRENNAN
(getting it)
Ohhhh. I see. You were wondering if
I was using the water heater as a
metaphor for your stamina.
She laughs.
BRENNAN
(suggestively)
I can assure you, I was not. In
fact, I found your endurance
commendable and incredibly
satisfy-
BOOTH
(talking over her)
Okay, okay. I wasn't looking for a
review there, Bones, all right?
Just eat your breakfast.
BRENNAN
You were correct about this waffle.
It is the best I've ever had.
BOOTH
Huh? See. How 'bout that?
He gives her a light tap on the shoulder then brings his
elbow up to rest it on the counter. He props his head up and
regards her thoughtfully.
BRENNAN
Also, that time, I was being
metaphorical.
She gives him a sly smile as she continues eating.
BOOTH
Wow, you're making me blush, Bones.
She looks over, scrutinizing his face for signs of a blush.
BRENNAN
It appears you are correct.
She goes back to the waffle. There is a rare moment of
silence between them as she eats and he watches her.
END FLASHBACK
INT. BRENNAN'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
ANGELA
That's so romantic.
Angela holds Michael. Hodgins leans close with his arm
around the back of her chair. Booth and Brennan sit closely
together at the head of the table. Everyone else sits around
the table and on the edge of their seats.
CAROLINE
Beautiful story.
SWEETS
So, I'm sorry, but since then...
you two have been sneaking
around... seeing each other... just
lying to everyone about it?
BRENNAN
I wouldn't say either of us has
lied. Would you?
BOOTH
I haven't lied.
MAX
Except to me.
CAM
Lying by omission is still
essentially lying.
BOOTH
Look, we weren't trying to lie...
or to hurt anyone. We just needed
some time to figure things out.
We're still figuring things out.
SWEETS
May I ask a question? How did you
make the transition?
BOOTH
What do you mean?
SWEETS
Often times, relationships formed
under highly stressful situations
don't last longer than... the night
they're forged.
CAM
(incredulous)
You're really asking why they
didn't have a one night stand?
Sweets shrugs. Cam rolls her eyes.
MAX
I can answer that question for you,
kid. It's because Booth knows I'd
have killed him. And I will kill
him if he does anything to hurt my
daughter.
CAROLINE
You know there's a federal
prosecutor sitting in the room,
don't you?
SWEETS
But she could have just as easily
been the one to hurt him. Either or
both of them could have slipped
into the familiar denial that has
sustained them all these years.
Booth and Brennan glance at one another.
BOOTH
I think it was just... our time.
Brennan smiles at him.
BRENNAN
I agree.
HODGINS
So... that was it? You two were
just... together after that night?
BRENNAN
It wasn't quite that simple.
BOOTH
After we all said goodbye to
Vincent, Bones and I had a little
heart-to-heart over a drink...
FLASHBACK TO:
INT. FOUNDING FATHERS - NIGHT
Booth and Brennan sit at the bar with piña coladas served in
coconut shells before them. Brennan drinks from a straw. She
faces the counter, but Booth faces her.
BOOTH
How ya doing, Bones? Huh?
BRENNAN
While I do not typically prefer
alcoholic beverages served with
such flair, I must admit this is
both delicious and appropriate.
BOOTH
These are virgins anyway. You know,
in honor of Vincent.
BRENNAN
I am fairly certain Mr.
Nigel-Murray had engaged in sexual
intercourse at least a few times.
BOOTH
No, Bones-
BRENNAN
You shouldn't assume that because
someone is highly intelligent, they
couldn't also be promiscuous. Nor
should you underestimate their
sexual prowess. I know that I, for
one, have been complimented many
times for my own deftness-
BOOTH
(sharp)
I meant he was a recovering
alcoholic. You understand?
BRENNAN
And, in this sense, "virgin" refers
to a lack of alcohol. I get it.
She smiles then frowns as a thought occurs to her.
BRENNAN
Does it bother you for me to talk
about previous sexual partners?
BOOTH
No.
BRENNAN
Because, as I told you already
through my waffle metaphor... and,
as I informed Angela, you are
certainly the most capable-
BOOTH
(surprised)
Wait. Whoa, there, Bones. You...
you told Angela about... that we...
He tilts his head back and forth.
BRENNAN
Had intercourse. Yes.
(off his quizzical look)
Why? Was I not supposed to tell
anyone? Could this affect your
employment? I was under the
impression that since I am not
technically an employee of the FBI,
a romantic relationship between us
would be permitted. Was I
incorrect?
Booth chuckles and grabs his coconut, taking a long drink.
He sets it back down and scoots closer to the edge of his
seat, closer to Brennan. He leans in.
BOOTH
Is that what this is, then? A
romantic relationship?
BRENNAN
Is it something different to you?
BOOTH
I guess I just thought...
Considering the circumstances... I
mean, Bones, you were a wreck. I
practically took advantage of you.
BRENNAN
I'm the one who crawled into your
bed. If anything, I took advantage
of your pity-
BOOTH
Hey. No. Okay? I do not "pity" you.
I respect you... and the way you
were able to open up your heart and
share your feelings about Vincent's
death. I'm proud of you.
He places a hand on her knee and squeezes reassuringly.
Brennan turns her bar stool so that she faces him.
BRENNAN
You should know I'm proud of you,
also. You were very brave to face
Brodsky the way you did.
BOOTH
I stand off with bad guys all the
time, Bones. It's in the "good guy"
job description.
BRENNAN
But this case was very personal to
you. And it only became more so
with Mr. Nigel-Murray's death. It
must have been very difficult for
you to keep your head level.
BOOTH
Keep a level head, Bones. I kept a
level head.
He smiles, putting his other hand on her free knee.
BRENNAN
Yes, you did. You shot him in the
leg when you must have wanted to
take the kill shot.
BOOTH
Also part of being on the right
side of things, Bones. There's no
revenge; only justice.
Brennan takes his tie between her fingers, toying with it.
BRENNAN
Have I ever told you that I find
your strong sense of morality to be
extremely... arousing.
Booth raises his eyebrows. Brennan tugs gently on his tie,
pulling his head a little closer to hers. He grins.
BOOTH
What do you say we get out of here
and you tell me everything else
about me that... arouses you.
He leans close to her, placing his lips gently against her
cheek. She closes her eyes.
BRENNAN
Only if you return the favor.
He moves his lips closer to hers.
BOOTH
That's easy. I can do it in a word.
BRENNAN
A word? As in one word?
BOOTH
Mmm hmm.
His lips finally find hers as he engages her in a soft,
loving and lengthy kiss. When they part, he speaks:
BOOTH
Everything.
Brennan smiles.
BRENNAN
We should get the check.
BOOTH
I already paid.
BRENNAN
Then we should leave.
She stands up and takes his hand in hers. He grins.
BRENNAN
Shall we go to your apartment or
mine to have intercourse?
Booth frowns and faces her. He takes her other hand.
BRENNAN
What's wrong?
BOOTH
Can we not call it "intercourse"?
BRENNAN
Would you prefer the term "sex" or
the more superfluous "sexual
relations"?
He leans close.
BOOTH
How about "making love"?
Brennan smiles.
BRENNAN
I suppose I can accept that
phrasing, though I believe a
euphemism such as "sharing love"
would be more accurately
descriptive in this case.
Booth gets so close that his forehead nearly touches hers.
He can't contain his smile as he whispers:
BOOTH
You saying you love me, Bones?
BRENNAN
Though I'm still not sure of a
proper scientific definition of the
term "love," I can certainly say
that, speaking anecdotally, I could
not call my feelings toward you
anything else.
Booth chuckles and gives her a quick kiss on the lips.
BOOTH
I love you, too, Bones. Now let's
get out of here, huh?
He drops one of her hands and leads her out of the bar by
the other.
END FLASHBACK
INT. BRENNAN'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
HODGINS
Okay, holy crap. Even I find this
story incredibly romantic.
ANGELA
Because it is. It is incredibly
romantic. And we're all just so
happy for the both of you. Aren't
we, guys?
Everyone concurs.
BOOTH
So, uh, is anyone else starving?
Because I'm starving.
They all chuckle awkwardly, agreeing they are hungry.
BRENNAN
I am not certain the meal is still
suitable for consumption.
Brennan surveys the table.
BRENNAN
The lentils are getting glossy and
the tempeh casserole has certainly
lost its consistency by now. Not to
mention the seiten-
MAX
It's all delicious, Sweetheart.
Max enjoys a bite. Everyone else follows his lead and does
the same. Booth and Brennan chat privately:
BOOTH
So he's allowed to use pet names?
BRENNAN
Yes.
BOOTH
How is that fair?
BRENNAN
It's not that I don't want you to
use pet names. It's simply that you
already have a nickname for me...
one I happen to enjoy very much.
BOOTH
Really? You actually like it when I
call you Bones?
BRENNAN
Yes. And if I allow you to call
me... what was it? "Baby"?
BOOTH
"Babe."
BRENNAN
You might replace my existing
nickname with that and other
generic terms of endearment...
which I would not enjoy at all.
BOOTH
So... "Bones" is fine. Everything
else is out.
BRENNAN
Correct.
ANGELA
So... hey, you two, speaking of
babes and babies...
Booth's smile lights up his face.
HODGINS
(to Angela)
I think he's actually glowing. Is
that possible?
Booth rolls his eyes and takes a bite from his plate. He
chews then stops, looking at the bite of who-knows-what on
his fork. He tosses his fork down then looks to Angela.
BOOTH
Speaking of babes and babies?
ANGELA
How did Parker react to all this?
Brennan and Booth look at one another.
FLASHBACK TO:
INT. ROYAL DINER - DAY
Brennan and Booth sit on one side of a table across from
PARKER who drinks a milkshake. They watch as he slurps the
last drop through a straw. He looks up and catches them
staring.
PARKER
What? Why are you both looking at
me like that?
BOOTH
No reason, buddy. We just want to
make sure you've got everything you
need. You want some water? Or some
more French fries? Or-
PARKER
No, thanks. I'm full.
BOOTH
Good, perfect. That's... perfect.
A beat.
BOOTH
So, what's new with you?
PARKER
Well, at school, we have to turn in
our science fair topics next week.
BRENNAN
Do you have your topic?
PARKER
No, but... I do have a few ideas.
BOOTH
What's the front runner?
Parker thinks. He hesitates.
BOOTH
What?
PARKER
Well... I was just thinking maybe I
could see how different stuff
affects bones. I could soak bones
in different stuff-like Windex or
milk-and see how it changes them.
Brennan smiles, impressed.
BOOTH
I hope you're talking about chicken
bones there, Son.
BRENNAN
You really want to do your science
project on bones?
Parker smiles and nods his head.
PARKER
(to Brennan)
Do you think maybe... you could
help me?
BRENNAN
Absolutely. You're welcome to use
the lab at the Jeffersonian for
your tests. We might even be able
to get some actual human remains.
PARKER
Cool!
BOOTH
No! What? Bones, come on.
BRENNAN
Oh, don't worry, Booth. I was not
implying the bones would come from
the Jeffersonian's collection of
skeletal remains.
BOOTH
Well, that's good to hear.
BRENNAN
I would instead requisition then from
the remains of a person who donated
his or her body to science. From a cadaver.
BOOTH
I know that somehow seems better
to you, but-
PARKER
Come on. Please, Dad?
Booth sighs.
BOOTH
We'll just have to clear it with
your mother, okay?
Parker grins.
PARKER
This is going to be awesome.
Brennan smiles, pleased.
BOOTH
Listen, Parker, Bones and I need to
talk about something else with you
for a second, okay?
PARKER
Okay.
BOOTH
You think she's pretty cool, right?
He nods over to Brennan.
PARKER
Yeah...
Parker smiles at Brennan then looks back to his dad.
BOOTH
Well, you know, I think she's
pretty cool, too.
PARKER
Duh.
That throws Booth off.
BOOTH
What do you mean "duh"?
Parker stifles a laugh.
PARKER
Nothing...
Brennan tilts her head then looks to Booth who only shrugs.
BOOTH
What?
PARKER
I don't want to embarrass you.
BOOTH
You won't embarrass me. Say what's
on your mind.
PARKER
Dad... of course you think she's
cool.
He holds up his hand to shield his mouth from Brennan.
PARKER
(whispering)
You like her.
Booth smiles.
BOOTH
I do like her. And guess what?
PARKER
What?
Parker glances at Brennan.
BRENNAN
I like him back.
Parker giggles.
PARKER
Nuh-uh.
He looks from one to the other.
PARKER
That's what you guys wanted to tell
me? That you like each other?
BRENNAN
Actually, we're seeing each other.
PARKER
(to Booth, incredulous)
She's your new girlfriend?
BOOTH
You okay with that?
PARKER
Of course. I mean, Hannah was
really nice, and I know you liked
her a lot, but... you've liked
Bones for a really long time.
Booth looks over at Brennan who gives him a reassuring
smile.
BOOTH
Yeah. Yeah, I have.
END FLASHBACK
INT. BRENNAN'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
SWEETS
Parker is a really lucky kid.
BOOTH
Yeah, well, his dad ain't doing so
bad right now either.
Booth walks his fingers across Brennan's knee and takes her
hand. She puts her other hand over his. Max clears his
throat across the table and Booth withdraws his hand.
MAX
How'd the kid take the news that
he's becoming a big brother?
BRENNAN
I'm not sure.
Brennan looks to Booth.
BRENNAN
That's where Booth was before he
got here.
CAROLINE
So maybe it wasn't traffic making
you late, huh, cherie?
Booth gives her a glare.
BOOTH
Stop being so astute, Caroline.
BRENNAN
Was Parker not pleased?
BOOTH
Uh... you know... it took him a
little bit to warm up to the idea.
FLASHBACK TO:
EXT. PARK - DAY
Booth and Parker wear baseball mitts and toss a baseball
back and forth.
PARKER
Where's Bones?
BOOTH
Bones isn't really into sports.
PARKER
Can you tell her that my teacher
loved my science project idea? I
have to turn in my hypothesis next
week. It's going to be so much fun
to work with Bones in the lab.
BOOTH
I can tell you from personal
experience that working with Bones
is definitely a fun time.
Parker tosses the ball to Booth, but Booth doesn't send it
back. He nods over to a nearby bench.
BOOTH
Let's catch our breath, okay?
Parker nods and jogs over, joining his dad on the bench.
BOOTH
Listen, I want to talk to you about
something. Man to man.
PARKER
Are you proposing to Bones?
BOOTH
What? Oh, no, no, no. Noooo.
PARKER
Why? Don't you love her?
BOOTH
Well, yeah, 'course I love her, but
you know, Bones... she's not really
a traditional kind of woman.
PARKER
Is she a feminist?
Booth laughs.
BOOTH
Where'd you learn about feminists?
PARKER
In school. They burn their bras.
BOOTH
That's what you remember, huh?
Booth musses Parker's hair.
BOOTH
Okay, listen. Me and Bones... we're
in love and... I'm not quite sure
how to say this so... I'm just
gonna say, okay?
Parker waits.
BOOTH
We're having a baby.
Parker's jaw drops.
PARKER
What?
BOOTH
Bones and I are-
PARKER
(angry)
I heard you the first time.
Booth watches as Parker slowly takes off his glove and
tosses onto the bench next to him.
BOOTH
Parker?
Parker won't make eye contact.
PARKER
Can you take me home?
BOOTH
Hey?
Parker looks at him, tears brimming.
PARKER
What?
BOOTH
Hey...
He puts the mitts on the other side of the bench then puts
his arm around Parker and pulls him over. Parker wiggles
away and gets up off the bench.
PARKER
Take me home.
BOOTH
Not until you talk to me.
Parker stares at him, wiping tears from his eyes.
PARKER
Fine. I'll take myself.
Parker runs off.
END FLASHBACK
INT. BRENNAN'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
MAX
Great, you traumatized my future
step-grandson.
SWEETS
That would imply they're getting
married, but Dr. Brennan doesn't
believe in marriage.
CAM
Unless you two have any other
announcements for us tonight?
BOOTH
No.
BRENNAN
Definitely not.
BOOTH
Definitely not, huh?
Brennan looks at him with a smile.
BRENNAN
Probably not.
Booth leans a little closer.
BOOTH
Probably?
His puppy dog look pushes her to smile.
BRENNAN
Probably not.
BOOTH
Come on, Bones, at least give me
short odds.
BRENNAN
I... don't know what that means.
CAROLINE
It means the man loves you, cherie,
and if he ever proposes, you better
say yes... or you'll have to answer
to me.
(then)
Whatever happened to your boy? Or
are we to believe he's still
wandering around that park?
Everyone looks at Booth.
BOOTH
I finally found him. By the car.
It's our base. If he ever gets lost
in the park, he's supposed to go to
the car and wait...
ANGELA
(to Hodgins)
That's a good idea. We should do
that.
Hodgins looks down at Michael, still in his arms.
HODGINS
(to Michael)
Meet us by the car. Got it?
(to Angela)
He'll be there.
Angela shakes her head, but then leans into Hodgins, placing
her chin on his shoulder.
CAM
So Parker was fine?
BOOTH
Uh... yeah... kinda...
FLASHBACK TO:
EXT. PARKING LOT AT THE PARK - DAY
Parker stands by Brennan's Prius. He scrapes his foot back
and forth against the gravel.
BOOTH
Parker! Don't you ever do that
again, you hear me?
Parker doesn't reply. Booth gets to him and puts a gentle
hand on his shoulder.
BOOTH
Hey?
Parker looks up, his brow furrowed and his expression
pained.
BOOTH
You're not thrilled with having a
new brother or sister. I get that.
PARKER
It's not that.
Booth tilts his head.
PARKER
I mean, I guess it is...
BOOTH
It's okay.
Booth moves over to sit on the curb. Parker joins him.
PARKER
My friend Jason, he used to live
with his mom. Then she got married
and had another kid. Jason had to
move to Florida to live with his
dad because his mom didn't have
time for him anymore.
BOOTH
So... you're afraid things are
going to change?
PARKER
Things will change. Won't they?
BOOTH
You're still going to live with
your mom. You'll spend the same
weekends with me. The only
difference is there'll just be an
extra person around.
PARKER
What if you're too busy with the
new baby to take me?
BOOTH
Not going to happen.
PARKER
What if Bones won't be able to help
me with my science project because
she has morning sickness?
Booth chuckles.
BOOTH
Come here, kiddo.
Booth pulls Parker close to him.
BOOTH
Bones is gonna help you. Even if
she's puking her guts out the whole
time; she'll be there for you.
PARKER
Really?
BOOTH
It's scary how excited she is about
finding you a set of human bones to
use for your project.
Parker smiles.
PARKER
She's so cool.
BOOTH
I picked a great mother for your
future brother or sister?
Parker nods then a thought occurs to him:
PARKER
(getting excited)
I'm going to be a big brother.
BOOTH
I know.
PARKER
You're a big brother.
BOOTH
Yes, I am.
PARKER
Is it hard?
Booth lets out a breath.
BOOTH
Sure, it's tough, sometimes. But
it's pretty awesome having somebody
that looks up to you.
Parker smiles. A beat.
PARKER
Hey, Dad?
BOOTH
Yep?
PARKER
Even if you're not going to marry
her, you should try to stay with
Bones forever... that way my little
brother or sister never has to
worry about stuff like this.
Booth nods and pulls his son over into a hug.
INT. BRENNAN'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
SWEETS
Would it be inappropriate to say
that I have the same request as
Parker?
ANGELA
Oh, no, it's not. Because I'm
requesting it, too.
HODGINS
Ditto.
CAM
Me, too.
CAROLINE
Add my name to that petition. You
two make it work because I don't
think any of us could take it if
you don't.
MAX
(to Booth)
I've already said what I'll do if
you mess this up.
BRENNAN
Everyone can relax. Booth and I are
very committed to one another.
Everyone glances around, skeptical.
BOOTH
What Bones means is we're very much
in love with one another. Even if
she doesn't know what that means.
The group chuckles.
BRENNAN
No, I know. I know what it means.
Or... more correctly... I know how
it feels.
ANGELA
(to Booth)
I hope you realize you're a miracle
worker.
Booth laughs.
ANGELA
(suggestive)
In more ways than one from what
I've been told.
BOOTH
What?
(to Brennan)
Seriously? You tell her stuff?
Brennan shrugs.
BOOTH
The woman who writes your sex
scenes... you're telling her about
your sex life. Our sex life-
BRENNAN
I thought we were only referring to
it as "making love" from now on.
BOOTH
All right. Our "making love" life.
Can we please keep it just between
the two of us from now on?
MAX
Again, her father... in the room.
BOOTH
Trust me, Max, we're on the same
side on this one. Believe me.
CAM
So... is there dessert?
SWEETS
(to Cam)
Nice deflection.
CAM
Thank you.
BRENNAN
There's cake in the kitchen.
Brennan stands.
BOOTH
I'll help you out with that, Bones.
Booth gets out of his seat and speaks to the group.
BOOTH
We'll be right back.
INT. BRENNAN'S KITCHEN - NIGHT
A cake sits on the counter. Booth and Brennan walk in
together. As soon as the door falls closed, Booth pulls her
into an embrace and goes in for a kiss. Brennan responds by
wrapping her arms around his neck and returning his kiss.
INT. BRENNAN'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Everyone looks around again. Michael fusses a second so
Hodgins scoops him out of his carrier.
SWEETS
You don't think we're getting
punk'd or anything, do you?
ANGELA
No. This is very much reality.
HODGINS
And soon they'll have one of these
little guys all to themselves...
Hodgins looks down at his son, kissing his forehead.
MAX
I just realized... this is my first
grandchild. And an FBI agent is the
father. That's nothing I ever
expected out of life.
He chuckles. Caroline gives him a sideways glance.
CAROLINE
I'm pleased as pudding, but I hope
it doesn't affect their work...
because that affects my work.
CAM
It affects all of our work.
SWEETS
You know, if there's something I've
discovered about the two of them,
they are ridiculously good at
compartmentalizing. I think all of
our work will be just fine.
Everyone nods in agreement.
INT. BRENNAN'S KITCHEN - NIGHT
Booth and Brennan make out. Each time one starts to end the
kissing, the other extends it. They finally separate a
little, her forehead resting against his as they both catch
their breath.
BOOTH
How I go all day without doing
that, I have no idea. I guess I
won't have to now that everyone
knows about us, though.
BRENNAN
It's best that you don't. A large
portion of my job involves
thinking, and I am finding that
task rather difficult at this
particular moment.
BOOTH
Yeah? You saying I make you a
little weak in the knees, Bones?
BRENNAN
My knees are fine. It's my mind-
BOOTH
Shhhh...
Brennan stops talking and smiles. They kiss one more time.
BRENNAN
(unconvincing)
We should really serve the cake.
Booth arcs an eyebrow and moves in to kiss her again.
ANGELA
(O.S.)
You guys need any-
She walks in.
ANGELA
Help.
Brennan and Booth take a step back from one another. Angela
smiles and winks then turns around.
ANGELA
(O.S.)
They've got everything covered.
BOOTH
(whispered innuendo)
Thank God we still did, right?
Brennan chuckles then moves over to pull a stack of dessert
plates from the cabinet. Booth opens a drawer and pulls out
a cake server then starts cutting.
BOOTH
You want to hear something a little
strange that I hadn't really
realized until everyone started
grilling us tonight?
BRENNAN
Of course.
BOOTH
I've been so... in the moment with
this relationship... just savoring
every second I'm with you... I
hadn't thought much about that
first night we spent together.
BRENNAN
That is strange because it's
something I replay all the time.
BOOTH
Yeah?
BRENNAN
Of course. You managed to turn one
of the worst memories of my life...
into the best.
Booth's smile is full of love.
BOOTH
Back at ya, Bones.
The smile she gives back is thoughtful as they consider one
another for a moment.
FLASHBACK TO:
INT. BOOTH'S BEDROOM - SOMETIME AFTER 4:47 AM - NIGHT
Booth and Brennan lie together in his bed. Enveloped in
Booth's arms, Brennan's tears fall onto his chest. Her sobs
are infrequent and soft, but still there.
BRENNAN
I'm sorry.
Booth puts his lips against her hair.
BOOTH
You don't owe anyone an apology.
BRENNAN
What about... the universe?
BOOTH
If you want to send it out there,
go ahead, but-
BRENNAN
It could have been you.
BOOTH
I know, but it could have been
anybody, Bones, you understand? It
could have been-
He stops himself.
BRENNAN
It could have been me.
Booth doesn't say anything, pulling her tighter into him.
BRENNAN
Thank you for this.
Booth mutters a dismissal and talks into her hair:
BOOTH
(joking, but gentle)
You kidding? Everybody knows I've
been trying to get you into my bed
for years now.
She smiles slightly, but appreciatively. A beat passes as
her face shifts into a frown. She sits up, drawing her legs
underneath her.
BRENNAN
How long are we going to do this?
BOOTH
(sarcastic)
Apparently we're done.
BRENNAN
That isn't what I meant.
BOOTH
I know what you meant, Bones.
Booth also sits up, facing her.
BOOTH
We shouldn't be having this
conversation right now.
BRENNAN
Because of Mr. Nigel-Murray?
BOOTH
Because we're in my bed.
BRENNAN
Are you afraid I won't be able to
control myself? Because I can
assure you-
BOOTH
I'm afraid I won't be able to
control myself.
BRENNAN
What if I weren't asking you to?
Booth looks at her for a long beat. He raises his eyebrows,
asking her silent permission. Brennan gives him a shy smile
and shrugs in nonverbal approval. He takes a deep breath
then... he pounces. He moves in close, his lips finding hers
in an instant.
She returns his kiss without hesitation as she grabs his
t-shirt and pulls him into her. Booth puts one hand on her
neck and the other on the back of her head, deepening their
exchange.
Brennan lays back on the bed, taking him down on top of her.
END FLASHBACK
INT. BRENNAN'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Brennan and Booth smile at each other nostalgically. Booth
has abandoned the cake server to trace his fingers down
Brennan's neck.
BOOTH
That was a beautiful night.
BRENNAN
Actually, it was rather dreary.
Meteorologically speaking.
BOOTH
You really think I was talking
about the weather, Bones?
BRENNAN
(proud of herself)
No. I was being humorous by taking
advantage of your assumption that I
am always "very literal."
Booth chuckles.
BOOTH
All right, ya got me.
BRENNAN
Yes, I do.
Booth grins and leans in for a kiss.
BOOTH
Yeah... you do.
They trade one more quick kiss.
BOOTH
I guess we should serve this cake.
Brennan hands him plates one at a time as he fills them with
cake slices until they have enough. They assess their work.
BOOTH
Hey, look at that. We make a pretty
good team, don't we, Bones?
BRENNAN
We always have.
Booth drapes an arm around Brennan and leans in to plant a
soft kiss on her cheek.
BOOTH
And we always will, Bones. We
always will...
FADE OUT