Baby Makes Three, A Bones Story

Chapter One

Dr. Temperance Brennan woke up for the third time that night, tossing and turning, not being able to turn on her side. She sat up in annoyance, her shoulder-length hair haphazardly across her cheeks and head. Turning her attention to the alarm clock that sat on the small table beside the bed, she sighed once again. The red light of the clock read 4:47 A.M.

Too early for a snack run? Brennan contemplated, resting a finger on her chin, as if in deep thought, Or possibly too late?

Nudging the man in deep slumber beside her, she groaned, "Booth." quietly. Special Agent Seeley Booth, Dr. Brennan's partner...in more way than one, was in a comfortable sleep. Until he was woken up. Brennan clicked on the lamp that was on the bedside table, the loud click noise being enough for Booth to sigh and turn to face her. "Booth..." Brennan whispered quietly, nudging his arm, "Booth." The F.B.I. Agent groaned loudly, covering his head with a pillow. "Hmm?" He asked, his tone indicating a slight annoyance, something Brennan was not adept at identifying.

"I'm hungry." Brennan replied blatantly, pouting slightly. She sat up fully, resting her head against the wooden headboard and rubbing her swollen belly. She was around seven months pregnant now.

Booth removed the pillow from his face, cracking open his eyes, and smiling at the good doctor sitting before him. "Then go in the fridge and find something, Bones." He suggested quietly.

"You have none here. Forty-six percent of pregnant women prefer or crave sweet food."

He nodded. "As it turns out, I am in that statistic."

With one final groan, Booth began to wake up. He glanced at the clock, now reading 4:50. "It is way too early for this, Bones. Ah, you know, I always found something cute about how pregnant women wake up their spouses in the middle of the night."

"Really?" Brennan asked, chuckling lightly. "And, technically, it's the middle of the morning. It's been morning for hours."

Booth jumped out of the large bed, just wearing boxers, and began to search for sweatpants and a t-shirt. "Alright, Mama Bones, what would you like?"

"Do not call me 'Mama Bones'." Brennan insisted. Although she would never admit it, she found the nickname quite cute, but she would never tell Booth that.

He cracked a smile at her as he slipped on a pair of loose gray sweat pants and a Philadelphia Flyers t-shirt, and a leather jacket. "It's not as if it isn't true." Booth winked, heading into the kitchen to find his keys and shoes. Brennan, meanwhile, sat on the bed and patted her belly, smacking her lips together in deep thought. "Well, I suppose what I would like right now is some of those little cupcakes," She held up her hand to demonstrate the size. "I believe you know the ones I mean. I believe they're meant for small children, but they are very satisfying during pregnancy. I believe our child likes those small cupcakes."

Booth paused for a second in his quest to find his shoes. Our child. The words looped in his head over and over again. He was having a child with Dr. Temperance Brennan. When they first met all those years ago, he never even thought he'd have a chance. Now, the genius scientist was sitting in his bed, comfortably relaxing as she was carrying their child. Booth glanced at Brennan, smiling at her. Not the smile he gave to the squints when they found something in a heap of remains, but the smile that was reserved for only her. The same smile he had on his face when she told him of her pregnancy; the same one he knew he had in his coma dream three years prior. Brennan glanced at him, confused, wondering what he was thinking.

"Booth?"

He nodded. "Yeah, little cupcakes. Anything else?"

"Ice cream."

"We have ice cream, Bones," Booth replied, walking up to the freezer. He poked his head in, ready to demonstrate that they had ice cream, but there was none found. "You at the ice cream."

Brennan smiled coyly. "Yes, I did. That is why you need to buy some more. But, make sure it's vanilla. Or oreo. I thoroughly enjoy Oreo ice cream."

Booth squinted his eyes a bit. "I'm sure you do." He tied his running shoes, slipping his keys into his pocket, and headed to the door. "Alright, you send me out this early, Bones, I'm using your card." He winked at her subtly - something that didn't go unnoticed - and walked out the door. Before it shut, Brennan said, "Thank you!" and eased back into bed. Over the last seven months with Booth as an official/unofficial couple, she had realized some things: he has a good and generous heart, he will always be there to protect her, and -

"He hogs the damn covers." Brennan whispered, yanking the thick quilt that covered Booth's half of the bed to her. She snuggled up in the warmth of the blanket - November in D.C. was quite cold. She wasn't accustomed to sleeping on her back, as she tossed and turned during the night through most of her life, but she had gotten used to it by month two of her pregnancy. Brennan sighed, her eyes heavier now, and began to fall asleep.

When Booth returned about a half hour later, he was carrying two bags of groceries for the pregnant doctor. "I had to go to a 7-Eleven that was seven blocks away, because most of the places aren't open until around seven or eight in the morning. I tell you, no place in D.C. is open at this ungodly hour, except of course a shady..." He trailed off his words, realizing that Brennan didn't even seem the slightest bit interested in what he bought. Booth padded through the apartment, heading into his bedroom, the door wide open. There, in deep sleep, was Brennan, her arms slumped over her belly as she slept, her chest rising and falling, the slightest hint of a snore coming to the surface.

Booth quickly unloaded the groceries into their respective places in the kitchen and headed back into the bedroom. He crawled under the large quilt that was spread over Brennan and snuggled close to her, keeping a hand on her ever-growing tummy.

Our child,Booth thought, smiling to himself as he began to fall back asleep, We're having a child.

Although the facts had been there since Brennan informed Booth about her surprise pregnancy, he didn't think he'd ever get over that face. They were having a child. In a few months, they were going to be a new family.