This is definitely an AU piece. Set in the future and deal with lots of teenage angst.
Seeley Booth knew that his night wasn't going to end well when he heard the door to an upstairs bedroom being slammed. Ever since Christine had turned 13, there was a constant battle between her and Bones.
He walked into the kitchen and saw his wife standing there. To him, it looked like she had tears in her eyes. She was slicing up green peppers and refused to meet his eyes. This was also a constant in the household lately. Booth looked on the breakfast bar and saw a stack of papers. He picked them up and skimmed through them briefly. He noticed that they were copies of old interviews. One stood out in his mind. The one that she announced to America that she didn't and wasn't going to have children. Great. Of all the articles, why did this one have to resurface?
He kissed her softly on the cheek and asked, "What happened?"
Bones shrugged and told him, "Same as usual. I asked Christine to set the table for dinner and she got upset with me. Then, she took out those papers and threw them down. The she asked why we had her, Max and Molly. I was confused until she told me that she'd read that I'd once said that I didn't want children. I'd honestly forgotten that interview Booth. I tried to explain it to her, but she wouldn't listen to me. She stormed out of the room and stomped upstairs."
Booth sighed and told Bones, "I'll talk to her."
Bones simply nodded and went back to chopping her peppers. She knew that Christine was going through a rough time right now, but it didn't mean that she had to like it. Christine wouldn't even give her a chance to explain. Explain that before she fell in love with Booth, she hadn't wanted children. That all changed as Booth worked his way into her heart. Until one heartbreaking night, they came together and it changed everything.
From that moment forward there had been no question that they would be together. When she found out she was pregnant, she knew that Booth would have said it was fate. She hadn't believed in fate, but she smiled and agreed with him.
The rest was history. Christine was three when she had asked Booth to marry him. At first he had been shocked. When he hadn't answered, she thought that maybe he had changed his mind. He had asked two other women to marry him, but he hadn't asked her. Even though they only continued to fall deeper and deeper in love with each other.
A tear slipped down her cheek as she remembered that long ago day. The first day that she had returned to work after giving birth to Christine had been both a blessing and a curse. She loved her daughter more and more with each passing day. She had learned that loving did not mean hanging onto her though. She had to let go sometimes. She had to give their daughter wings to fly and find her own way in the world. It didn't mean that she had to like it though. No, she wanted her daughter back. The daughter that loved her no matter what. The daughter that sat on her lap after coming running into the house after Booth took her and Michael out for an ice cream sundae one hot summer day.
She wanted the little girl that loved her mom. Somehow, in the past three months, their relationship had become strained. Her finding the old news articles was something that she hadn't counted on. She sighed when she heard Max and Molly starting to cry over the baby monitor.
She smiled as she walked upstairs to quiet the babies. They had been a complete surprise. They had both thought that their family was complete. However, a trip to the doctor confirmed what she had partly known already. She was expecting again. At the ultrasound, they were surprised to find out that she was carrying twins. Twins. It was definitely a surprise, but not unwanted. Their birth had been completely different from Christine's. She had been put on bed rest. She gave birth early Christmas morning. She smiled at them tiny squealing humans. Max had spent three weeks in an incubator. Molly was out of hers the next morning.
She smiled as she opened the door to their room. They quieted when they saw her walk into the room. She walked over to Max and picked him up. Molly soon followed. She carried them downstairs and laid them on their playmats. Then she went back to finish making dinner. Keeping the twins within eyesight.
Meanwhile, Booth was upstairs trying to figure out what to say to their oldest daughter. Trying to figure out how to let her know that she was important to them both. That, if not for her, their love story might have gone unwritten...