This is for my friend Courtney. She wanted to see this written.
Disclaimer: Not mine. My birthday's the 30th though.
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Booth was at the hospital, waiting for his daughter to be born.
He still couldn't believe he let Brennan talk him into fathering her child.
He already had one kid he didn't get to see. Now he's going to have two.
He loves her, he really does. Maybe that's why he fathered her child. To manipulate her into letting him in her life. He wanted to be with her forever.
He had tried to donate his sperm. In the donation room though, he kept thinking about all the things that could go wrong, and finally he ran away from that room. He then had to tell Bones about it.
"I'm sorry Bones, I just couldn't."
"Why Booth? What was wrong?"
"I kept thinking about all the things that could go wrong, and I got scared okay. I'm human."
She shocked him when she came over and hugged him.
"You don't have to do this Booth. I can't be mad at you when you at least want to help me."
"Bones, I want to help you."
That was when she kissed him. On the lips. After that, it's like Bones said, pregnancy isn't likely without intercourse.
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Angela, Booth, and Max was there. They were playing Tripoli, waiting for the baby. Angela was winning. Pretty soon, they all went in to see the baby be born.
After three pushes, they heard a baby cry. The cry was really loud. Booth was happy to hear that he now had a daughter.
After the doctors ran the first check-ups on the baby, they brought her back so Booth and Brennan could hold her.
After Brennan had held her for about ten minutes, she started to cry. Booth took the baby then, and pretty soon, she stopped crying.
"That baby is going to be so spoiled, Bren." Angela was probably right.
"Can I hold her Booth?"
"Sure." Booth carefully gave his little girl to Max.
"She has your eyes, Booth."
Booth looked at his daughters eyes and saw that Max was right.
Apparently labor was hard work, because Brennan was asleep and snoring quietly.
Booth thought that there couldn't be any man in the world happier than he was.
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"Bones, what are we going to name her?"
"I don't know. Claire?"
"She's not a Claire. How about Anna?"
"I don't like Anna, it's too boring. How about Roxie?"
As Booth looked down at his little girl, she locked eyes with him. As he stared into the eyes that were an exact replica of his own, he could just see that Roxie fit her. Roxie reached for his hand and grabbed his thumb.
She held his thumb for about ten minutes, and Booth's thumb was getting sore. Booth tried to get his thumb out of his daughter's grasp, but she wouldn't let his thumb go.
Finally he got his thumb out of his daughter's tight grasp, but the second he went to pull his thumb away, she grabbed it again.
She was definitely Brennan's child.
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