AN: I generally won't update this often but I was sort of on a roll.

SEVEN MONTHS LATER:

Things had finally gone back to normal in Booth and Brennan's life. It had taken some time because after all the harsh words were said everyone was still on edge, Brennan didn't trust Booth the way she used to and had become distant, putting her walls back up. Booth had spent less time at her place for take-out and paperwork, instead, doing it alone or in her office. But over time things went back to normal. Brennan's walls came back down and the partners again spent most evenings together. They were back to their old ways of late night paper work and take-out at her apartment every night. This was how they were when Booth's phone rang.

"Booth"

"Hello, is this Seeley Booth?"

"Speaking"

"Hello, sir my name is Tyla Bethasda I'm a Social Worker at DC General."

"How can I help you Tyla?" At this point Bones' is watching him intently trying to figure out what is going on.

"Well, we had an incident down at the hospital today that involves you. An infant was brought into our ER this afternoon by a woman, all she told the nurse that she gave the child to was to run her DNA through the FBI database and to look for a parental match because her father was FBI. The woman was gone before we could get any more information out of her."

"Ok, well you would need to contact the FBI directly, I can give you Deputy Director Hacker's phone number." Booth looks at Bones who is mouthing "what's going on?"

"Thank you but that's not necessary. We already ran the tests and have found the identity of the girl's father. It's you, Mr. Booth."


All the colour drained from Booth's face as he turned to Bones who had been straining to hear the other side of the conversation. By the look on her face, he knew that she got at least the last and most important part of the conversation. Wait, what! I'm a father again!? When? I didn't sleep with anyone except for that one night. But that was seven months ago. I might not be a genius but I do know that it takes 9 months for a baby to be born. What the hell? What do I do now? Eventually, someone calling his name pulls him out of his musings. "Mr. Booth are you still there?"

"Hmm. Oh, yes sorry Ms. Bethasda. I'm still here." Bones was looking at him with a mix of confusion, shock, and a little bit of hurt. She was too stunned to compartmentalize the news she had just heard. "I have a question. How many weeks was the baby?"

"Yes, she is a preemie. We can't be certain but it seems that she was born 2 months early. She's oddly healthy except for standard problems that come up with preemies this age." At some point, Booth had shifted the phone so that both Bones and him could hear what the social worker was saying. Brennan suddenly shot off her place on the couch and grabbed a piece of paper and started scribbling on it. She handed Booth the paper that had questions for Booth to ask the social worker. He rambled off the questions getting the answers he needed while Bones put on her boots and threw Booth's jacket at him. "Ok Ms. Bethasda, we'll be there in 20 minutes."


The car ride to the hospital was long and quiet. Bones drove, no questions asked because Booth was so far in his own head that Bones had to practically drag him from her apartment to the parkade. About halfway there, Booth looked over at Bones who looked about as deep in thought as he was. They had been friends and partners for so long that he knew exactly what she was thinking. "It was about seven months ago. It was that night that we had that crazy fight. Well, while you went to Angela I went to a bar and got really drunk. I guess I turned back to my old ways and slept with someone." Bones looked over at him a little stunned "We don't need to talk about this. I understand you needed to satisfy a biological urge." Her voice dropped off in a way that made him think that she didn't quite believe what she was saying. She started to bite her lip before she spoke up again "I do have a question. How did she know that you were FBI?"

"It was part of an old pickup line from when I was a rookie. I used to do the same thing when I was in the army. Tell a girl my rank, flash the charm smile and we were off to the races."

"What races?"

"It's an expression Bones. It means that we were things were going the way I wanted."

"Oh."

The rest of the ride was spent in silence. Eventually, they pulled into the hospital parking lot and before Bones shut off the engine she turned to Booth and said "Get a paternity test. Get them to take her blood and we'll run the test back at the lab. I'll get Cam to do it." To anyone else, the request would've sounded cold but Booth knew that it was Bones' way of showing her support. "Thanks, Bones." He was debating whether he could ask her what he wanted then he asks "Will you come in with me? I don't think I can do this on my own." Before he could register what was happening, Bones got out of the car and came over opened his door before asking if he was coming. With that, they walked into the hospital to see what was awaiting them on the other side.

AN: I hope you all liked this chapter. Let me know what you think about how he found out about his daughter. I thought about other ways but I wanted her to be a preemie and I didn't want the mother around at all, so, there you have it. I know it's short but I don't want to split up the hospital scene. Review, please!