What's wrong with Bones? Since we left the hospital, she's looked so preoccupied… Like she has something very important on her mind. I want to know, I want to understand, so that I can help her. Then her words hit me: She's pregnant! She's pregnant and I'm the father! Wow! This is just… Huge! All I can think about is that I'm the luckiest bastard in the whole world! Because she looks fine and happy about excepting my baby! God! I'm having a baby with my love, with my soul mate. Life is awesome!
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