This is my first story that won't be a one shot…so if it starts out slow at first please forgive me! Reviews make me happy
Temperance Brennan. Dr. Temperance Brennan, world renowned anthropologist, did not make mistakes like this. Rushing home after stopping at the pharmacy to purchase that horrible white stick that would hold the key to her future she couldn't stop from thinking if it was really a mistake…all of it. But the thought left just as quickly as it crossed her mind. Of course it was a mistake! As she pulled up to her building she grabbed the plastic bag, jumped out of the car and ran up into her apartment.
She threw the bag on the couch and walked away. As if she threw it out of her possession it would make her problems go away, but even without the stick she still had problems. Big problems. Or did she? She really needed to stop second guessing herself and just take the test already. Temperance Brennan was not afraid. Of anything. Well, that was until she met that fool of man who broke down her walls. It was his fault, if anyone's, that she was in this predicament. Standing at the kitchen staring at the bag on her couch she let out a huff, walked over, grabbed it and made her way to the bathroom. "Here goes nothing." She thought.
Moments later Brennan emerged from the bathroom and sat on her bad. She was not one to get nervous or ancy, but couldn't help it. Her feet had found a rhythm of their own and wouldn't stay still. She wanted to get up and check, but knew that she had two more minutes. Brennan thought of what people would say. Of what he would say. What she would even do. She began looking at her watch and playing with it every few seconds. Finally, she saw that time was up. Moment of truth. She got up and walked into her bathroom. Slowly, she approached the white stick. Picking it up she saw what she had already known, but willed herself not to believe. Two lines. She was pregnant. Now the only question was how in the world she was going to tell Booth.