A/N: Hi, all! This is (most likely) going to be a short multiple chapter (like 3-4 chapters) post finale fic. So, needless to say, there are major spoilers for the Change in the Game.
Let me know what you think!
"I'm," Bones said with a disbelieving laugh, "I'm pregnant."
Booth stood still as a statue, gaping at her. She'd worn a similar expression as she stared at three consecutive pregnancy tests bearing the same bold double lines. She'd had unprotected sex perhaps twice in her entire life. Of course, contraception has been the furthest thing from their minds that night.
"Shh, I'm here, Bones. It's going to be okay," Booth repeated as he rubbed the small of her back.
Bones was silent for a few minutes and her sobs ceased. Booth thought she was asleep until he felt her bring her arms up and around his neck. Wordlessly, Booth pressed his lips against Bones' forehead.
"Try to get some sleep, Bones."
Bones looked at him, her big, blue eyes red from crying, and pressed her lips to his. Booth's head told him to gently rebuff her, that her affection was born out of sadness, but his heart and other body parts led him to return the kiss. She slid her tongue into his welcoming mouth and kissed him hungrily. Bones snaked her hands up Booth's tight tee shirt, running her hands over his muscular chest.
"Bones," Booth said breathlessly, pulling back slightly, "I don't want you to do something you might regret tomorrow."
"I won't," Bones replied, "I want this, Booth. Don't you?"
Booth smoothed Bones' bangs against her tear stained face, "God, Bones, I love you. I want to make love to you. I want it more than anything, but I don't want it to happen for the wrong reason."
"It's not, Booth."
Whether he should have or not, Booth asked for no further reassurance. He returned his lips to Bones'. As her hands slowly descended, Booth slid his under the sweatshirt Bones wore, surprised to find nothing between the cotton of his sweatshirt and her breasts. Booth touched her reverently, and as his fingertips, lips, and tongue explored her body, she'd never felt so cherished – so loved.
"You're that father," Bones added for clarification, as if it were needed.
The corners of Booth's mouth turned up to form a smile.
"You're pregnant?" Booth asked.
Bones nodded.
"We're going to have a baby!" Booth shouted.
A young couple walking by smiled at his jubilation.
"You're happy," Bones said.
A smile formed on her face, mirroring Booth's
"Of course I'm happy, Bones. We're having a baby. I'm going to be a dad again!"
Booth hugged her tightly then quickly released her.
"Oh, I didn't hurt the baby did I?"
Bones chuckled, "Booth, I'm five weeks pregnant, the fetus is the size of a sesame seed."
"Baby, not fetus. We're having a baby."
Much to Booth's surprise, Bones burst into tears.
"Hey," Booth said soothingly and gathered Bones in his arms.
"It's okay. It's better than okay. Why don't we go upstairs?" Booth asked.
Bones nodded into his shoulder. He took her hand and led her up the stairs to his apartment. After Booth unlocked the door, Booth and Bones sat down on the couch.
Booth tipped Bones' chin up with his curled finger, "This is good news, Bones."
Bones nodded, wiping away tears, "I was afraid you might be upset, because it was unplanned. and we're not married."
Booth chuckled, "That's true, but it's me and you, Bones. Since when have we done anything the regular way?"
Bones smiled at this comment. It was certainly true.
"How do you feel about it, Bones?" Booth asked in a serious tone.
Bones sighed, "I'm scared. What if I can't do this?"
A knot formed in Booth's stomach.
"You're not thinking of – you want to stay pregnant, right?" Booth asked swallowing the lump in his throat.
"No, I mean yes, yes, I have no intention of terminating the pregnancy."
Booth breathed an audible sigh of relief.
"I'm just not sure I'm equipped to be a mother."
"Oh baby, you're going to be a great mom!" Booth reassured her as he gently rubbed her back.
Bones looked at him wearily.
"Remember Andy?" Booth asked.
"Baby Andy, yes, of course. He turned four last month."
Booth looked her with surprise. "I didn't know you still kept in touch with the Grants."
"She gives me update periodically. Before Carol and her husband got back on their feet financially, I provided some financial assistance for some of Andy's medications."
Booth smiled. He'd come to expected the unexpected with this woman years ago.
"Well, you were great with Andy, and you'll be great with our baby."
"I allowed Andy to swallow a key," Bones reminded Booth.
"All parents make mistakes, Bones. When Parker first started walking, he hit his head on my coffee table and needed three stitches. I felt terrible, and Becca reamed me out. Mistakes happen, Bones, especially with first time parents."
Bones nodded warily, and Booth pulled her into an embrace, "You're going to be an amazing mother. And we're going to be in this together."
Together.
Booth woke with a smile from what seemed like a beautiful dream. He turned his head to where the reason for his happiness lay. She was turned on her side, and she was real. He didn't want to wake her but couldn't resist the urge to brush her hair away from her eyes. She groaned softly at his touch and turned over, facing him, her eyes still closed. She was still nearly naked, wearing only panties. Booth tried to respectfully to keep his eyes above her neck, not knowing how Bones would feel about the night they'd shared. As if she could feel him admiring her, Bones opened her eyes.
"Hi," she said breathily.
Their relationship had changed in an irrevocable, yet undefined, way after they'd spent that night together. After that night, there was a new tenderness between them. They spent nearly every waking minute together. They shared short chaste kisses and languid walks arm in arm. As with many other things in their partnership, words were not needed to express how deeply they felt for one another.
Bones was silent in his arms, and Booth whispered, "What are you thinking?"
He expected some sort of practical answer about her pregnancies and the logistics of their new relationship.
Instead, Bones replied, "I was thinking how good this feels, being in your arms."
