Hi Guys! Okay, I know it's Bones day (Season 9 premiere!) so you probably wanna watch that, not read fanfiction, but I really wanna write more with the start of this new season! So here is a new story about they reactions of people when they were told Brennan was pregnant, in between seasons 6 and 7. I hope you enjoy! This first one is Brennan herself, finding out.
Also I wasn't really thinking of doing a second chapter to Angela in the Dark, but I might.
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She had been feeling a little different for a couple of days. Not really sick. Just different. A little bloated maybe. Nothing major. 90% of the time she just shrugged it off. The other 10%, she just assumed it was because of her newfound feelings for Booth. She did feel fuller. Maybe she was just full with love. If it existed, of course. She had more important things to think/worry about. So she didn't think about it too much.
Until she started feeling nauseous.
And realized she was 8 days late.
Then she started to worry.
No, it can't be possible. Booth and I have only slept together once. No wait twice. Three times? And I'm on birth control. Okay fine so that first time I might have forgotten birth control the next morning. But what are the odds? 15% chance? That's extremely low. But still… it's possible. She worried all day during the case where they were undercover. So she finally decided to do something about it.
That night, before going home, she headed to the pharmacy. She bought a two pack, knowing that she wasn't going to trust just one, even if it was negative. Then she quickly headed home.
After struggling with the key to her apartment (she was so nervous her hands were shaking) she quickly deposited her purse and sweater in the kitchen. Then she headed to the bathroom with the pharmacy bag.
While walking into the bathroom she ripped open the box and put the two pregnancy tests on the sink. She pulled down her pants and quickly peed on the two sticks. She then checked the box trying to find how long she was going to have to wait. 7 minutes. Those were some of the 7 longest minutes of her life.
After those 7 minutes she slowly and carefully walked back to the sink. These results could either change her life completely or not at all.
She slowly picked up the two sticks and looked at the little boxes. Positive. Both of them. Her life would never be the same again. She was going to have a child, a baby. With Booth. A man that had changed her view on love. And sex, she thought, and that's what got us in this situation. Her hand instinctively went up to her abdomen.
Then she burst into tears. She didn't know if she was happy to be having a baby with him, or if she was upset. She slid to her bathroom floor. Her mind started to rationalize it all, of course.
No Booth isn't going to be happy about this. No he's going to furious. He's going to break up with me. He will want me to get an abortion. Maybe I should. Booth's not going to want to help, and I don't want to be a single mother. Sure I thought about it before, but now's not a good time. No this would be good if it happened later, maybe in a year or so. But we just started a romantic relationship. This is horrible timing. I should just go get an abortion and never tell anyone. Brennan listen to yourself. Are you really going to kill your child. No. No you're not. You are going to be a mother to this child whether Booth is in it's life or not. And he's not. He's going to want to have anything to do with this child… or me. And that will split up our partnership. Oh what will the FBI have to say about this. If Booth doesn't split us up, than the Bureau will.
She lied on the floor, sobbing and fell asleep with the pregnancy tests in her hand. She would have to deal with this in the morning.
