Disclaimer: Don't own Bones. Just my characters Rachael and eventually Ty. (I don't know why people get all sad on these disclaimers)

Authors Note: This is my first Fanfic so please review! I need some feedback!

"Where are we going?" Brennan asked.

"To a baseball game." Booth replied.

"Why a baseball game? I thought we had a case?"

"We do have a case, but there is something more important that we have to do."

"What could be more important than the case?" Brennan persisted. Her pregnancy hormones made her very impatient with Booth.

"Well, Bones, the body is going to be dead whether or not we get to the crime scene today."

"Fine." Brennan puffed.

They arrived at the baseball field in the bottom of the ninth inning. The pitching team was up 1 run and if the pitcher struck out the next batter, the game would be over.

Booth ushered Brennan to the stands where they sat on the bleachers. It was a small community field, but there was a large crowd cheering on the opposing teams.

"Booth, the game is almost over."

"Yes, I know, but we aren't here to watch the game. I gotta talk to the pitcher." He pointed to the pitcher who was winding up and threw a fastball right down the middle. The batter let the pitch go past him.

The pitcher chomped on some gum, winded up again, and threw a low changeup. It confused the batter so he swung low and obviously missed, kicking up dirt. Some laughs came from the sidelines and a cloud of dirt filled the air.

The pitcher winded up again and tossed the ball on the outer part of the box. The batter swung but the pitch was too far out left.

Cheers came from the stands and the umpire yelled "STEEE-RIKKKKE!"

Booth and Brennan waited until the pitcher walked out of the dugout.

"Rachael Williams?"

Brennan turned to Booth in shock as the female pitcher walked up in her dirty uniform. Booth proceeded toward her with his hand on Brennan's lower back.

"Yes?"

"Special Agent Seeley Booth from the FBI," he said quickly "And this is my partner, Dr. Temperance Brennan from the Jeffersonian Institute."

"Oh wow. I didn't know the FBI let partners be romantically involved?"

"Well actually, we have one of the best success rates the FBI has ever-" Brennan was cut off by Booth.

"How'd you know that?" Booth asked.

"Well when you have are studying for a doctorate in psychology and you study human behavior, it's not that hard to spot couples. Oh and congratulations." Rachael said, pointing to Brennan's stomach. "You probably know that I also study criminal behavior, which must has something to do with why you're here today considering I haven't murdered or kidnapped anyone lately."

Booth smiled. She was clever. "Well, looks like someone knows a lot about the FBI. But yes, we are here because of your skills. The FBI would like to offer you an internship as a psychologist."

"That's something I would usually receive in a letter. Why are you really here, Agent -? "

"Booth" he smiled as he repeated his name.

*flashback 2 weeks ago*

"Agent Booth thank you for seeing me on such short notice." Sweets said.

"Sweets, if this is about Bones, I'm leaving." Booth said with a slightly angered tone.

"No, it's actually not at all. You see, I have been looking through applicants for an internship here at the FBI and an interesting name came up."

Sweets hands Booth a file. He looks it over and his jaw drops.

"My...my kid? I've got another kid?"

Sweets nods. "She's an exceptional student who would be the perfect intern here at the FBI." He points to the couch. "Maybe you should take a seat."

Booth plops down on the couch. "She's 22. Valedictorian in her class. IQ at 170. Lost her mother at 19. Not much else to tell but that she has a clean record. And look, she has a hunting permit."

Booth laughed. He had a daughter who was smart and could shoot. He couldn't help but think that it was a genetic trait he had passed down to her. He looked at her file again. He stared at her picture in astonishment. She was beautiful. Not just beautiful but absolutely gorgeous. She had long, wavy, brunette hair and deep brown eyes that she must have inherited from him. She had that signature Booth charm smile too.

Booth was interrupted by his thoughts when Sweets decided to speak. "Booth, do you want to meet her?"

"I..I guess. I can't walk away from this now."

"How will you tell Dr. Brennan?"

"I guess I'll just tell her. I can't do anything about the fact that I have yet another child out of wedlock." he said in a slightly irritated tone.

Sweets nodded. "Listen, in two weeks there is this really big championship baseball game. You can meet her then."

"How do you know she'll be there?"

"Well, she's the best pitcher in the over 21 league."

Booth decided he should go talk to Brennan right after his meeting with Sweets, so he headed toward her office. He lightly rapped on the door, loud enough to be heard if she was sleeping but soft enough so the whole lab didn't hear.

"Yes?" She said as leaned her head over the coach.

"Hey Bones." He walked up to her and gave her a peck on her check. "Hey kiddo." He put his hand on her stomach. She responded by putting her hands on top of his.

He let go of her and took a seat on her couch. "Listen, Bones, we gotta talk about something serious. I don't know how you will respond." He said nervously.

"Okay. But you most likely wouldn't know how I would react anyway." Brennan pointed out.

"I..uh..well..just got some news." Booth paused. How would she react? Would she be mad? Sad? Would this change things?

"Okay, well what kind of news?" Brennan asked.

"Big news. Game changer news." Booth gulped.

"What game?"

Booth paused before he spoke. "Sweets just informed me that I have a daughter."

"Well, you knew that. We found out the sex of the baby last week."

"No, Bones. I have another daughter out there."

Brennan tilted her head in confusion.

"She's older. 22 actually. Very smart, knows how to handle a gun. Beautiful too." Booth handed Brennan her file. Brennan studied the file meticulously.

"From this picture, I am comfortable saying that she is your daughter." Brennan sighed.

"So..how do you feel about this?" He asked.

"I'm not sure. But I know you are going to meet her. As an alpha male-."

Booth interrupted her."No anthropology mumbo jumbo right now Bones. I'm kinda nervous." He paused before speaking again. "But hey, maybe she's a good kid. Maybe she'll get along good with everyone around here. Everything is going to be fine." Booth said trying to convince himself more than her.

"I suppose, as long as I get to go with you to meet her. I hate being couped up here all day."

"Sounds like a plan."

So I have never written a fanfic before and it is definitely hard to write as Brennan. Don't really know if this will go anywhere...