Hey, it's me again... First I want to make clear that

-I do not own Bones in any way.

-Yes, this is a story about periods, if it bothers you, go somewhere else.


It was a sunny Saturday morning, Special Agent Seeley Booth decided to surprise his girlfriend with breakfast in bed.

He got ready and at exactly 9:00 left his house in search for the perfect meal.

After a bit of odd traffic, the agent was at his partner's door:

"Bones let me in! I brought you some breakfast" He knocked repeatedly.

After not getting an answer, he looked under the doormat to find a copy of the key.

He let himself in and started to put everything away, thinking that the love of his life was still sleeping, when he heard feet running and the bathroom door close with a loud thump.

"Bones? Are you okay?" he asked, worried, as he moved closer to the source of the noise.

He heard nothing.

Booth decided to open the door to her bedroom and go to her bathroom. She hadn't answered his question after all.

"Temperance, are you okay? I heard noise and I thought you might have fallen or something"

There was a pause, and the next thing he heard was the sound of someone coughing and gagging.

The agent got into the tiny space and saw the mighty Temperance Brennan kneeled by the toilet, as pale as a sheet and shivering like a chihuahua.

He held her hair and whispered kind words to her ear.

"Shh... Everything is going to be okay, it's alright, baby"

"Booth what are you doing here? You need to leave" She said weakly and shocked as she sat with her back to the tub.

"I wanted to surprise you, Bones, and you can't tell me to leave after i saw you puking your guts out" He stated, a little upset.

"I- I don't know what that means" She said almost immediately. "My head hurts".

"Let's get you back into bed, okay?" Booth felt like she was hiding something, but he didn't want to push her.

He regretted this as soon as he put her on her feet, because she took a step and in that same moment she leaned into the sink, taking a sharp breath, clutching her stomach, with tears in her eyes.

"You need to go" She said, gathering all strength she had left to push him away.

He reliantly let her to drag him out to the living room, and saw her close the door, leaving him no other choice than standing there.

Booth started to look around for something to do, he definitely wasn't going to leave her, but he didn't want to bother her. He found one of her books on the shelf and started reading.

What seemed to be hours later,but it was only like 10 minutes, he felt a presence in the room, looking up, he saw her standing there, with a hand in her stomach and the other one on the wall, holding herself up.

"I'm sorry" She said, with tears rolling down her cheeks.

He stood up, put the book down and he felt her crash into him, sobbing.

"Hey shh... It's okay... You wanna tell me what's wrong?" He sat down on the couch, with her in bridal style while he comforted her.

"It hurts" She cried, her voice muffled by his shirt.

"Where?" He tried to move her, but she cried out in pain and moved her hands to her mid-section, closing her eyes.

"Oh... is it your.. uh..." He was left speechless and embarrassed.

She looked up to him and simply nodded. "You don't have to be such a prude..." She chuckled through tears.

He laughed a bit, but then turned serious and asked "But why were you throwing up then?"

"It can happen... When the pain is too much..." Now it was her turn to be embarrassed.

"Hey, it's okay" he said. "Do you wanna get back to bed?"

"Yeah"

He picked her up and went to her bedroom, laid her down and put a blanket on top of her. As he made a move to leave she said

"Stay here please". Taking off his shoes and putting away his keys and wallet, he got in bed and she immediately put her head on his shoulder.

He moved so she could be with her back to him, lifted her shirt and started rubbing circles in her lower stomach, hoping her pain would decrease.

They fell asleep in no time.


This is going to be a two-parter... The next chapter will be up in a couple of days, if it isn't, I'm sorry.