It was another couple of weeks before Daisy went back for her internship rotation at the Jeffersonian. Whilst half-heartedly examining a mandible for possible markers, she watched as the team all walked through the lab, all at different stages in their family lives.

Today was one of the odd days that Michelle was in the lab, Cam not at all unabashed about professing just how proud she was of her daughter.

Due to the fact that Cam was distracted with Michelle, Angela had snuck Michael into the lab, and she, her son and Hodgins were currently doing very little work.

If only Doctor Brennan and Agent Booth were there, the beginnings of a new family chapter. She was sure that-

"Miss Wick." a voice called from behind her, a voice that was incredibly familiar.

"Doctor Brennan!" Daisy beamed. Brennan clasped her hands and nodded.

"I just wanted to see how you were getting along without me." Brennan explained. Daisy nodded with zeal and stood from the mandible.

"Oh, yes, Doctor Brennan, we're doing just fine here without you – Ohmygosh I didn't mean it like that! I meant that… we're doing okay! We're not doing as well as we could do with you here but – No! I mean… we're doing well!" Daisy fretted. Brennan raised an eyebrow and glanced away for a second.

"I'm going to go and see Angela… continue the good work, Miss Wick." Brennan said.

Daisy nodded wildly and watched as the forensic anthropologist walked off of the platform. She gave a sigh of relief and with a quick snap removed her gloves. She pulled her phone out of her pocket when Brennan was out of sight and noticed she had a message from Sweets, no less.

Doctor Brennan is coming over to the lab. Make sure you get your words worked out beforehand, and practise the breathing x

Daisy pouted at the phone and replied.

A little late for that one, Lancelot. Oh well :P Love you! xx

She slid her phone back into her pocket and pulled on another pair of gloves. She at down with the mandible again and sighed.

"Miss Wick?"

Daisy nearly screamed and jumped off of her seat. When did Doctor Brennan get back?

"Yes, Doctor Brennan?" she asked, trying to stay calm.

"Have you found anything on the mandible yet?" Brennan asked. Daisy looked back at the mandible, rested her head on her elbow and sighed.

"No, it's not speaking to me." she murmured. Before she knew it, Brennan had donned a pair of gloved and had the mandible aloft.

"What about this nick on the inner surface, Miss Wick?" Brennan asked. Daisy raised an eyebrow and took the bone from her mentor, running her thumb over the nick gently.

"I don't know how I missed that, Doctor Brennan. I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed.

"Don't apologise, Miss Wick, just continue your work." Brennan disposed of her gloves and looked down at the exasperated woman.

"… I find I'm compelled to ask you if your mind is completely on the job at hand." Brennan told Daisy. Daisy's eyes widened and she nearly gasped. Was Doctor Brennan; Doctor Temperance Brennan asking her how she was?

"I've no excuse, Doctor Brennan," Daisy's voice began to speed up, "there's just a lot going on, what with you out of the lab and Lance and I trying for a baby and my workload increasing and – Ohmygosh, I just said that second one out loud, didn't I?"

Brennan could do nothing but nod. Daisy's eyes widened and she stood up, holding her hands up in front of her.

"Oh, Doctor Brennan, nobody was supposed to know! I'm going to get in so much trouble and-"

"Why would I need to tell anybody about the personal life of you and Doctor Sweets?" Brennan asked. Daisy dropped her shoulders and blinked at Doctor Brennan, unconsciously chewing on her bottom lip.

"I… Well, you might… no, I suppose… I'm not sure." Daisy concluded. Doctor Brennan nodded and turned on her heel.

"Please try to keep your mind on the task at hand, Miss Wick. I will be back to the lab sometime soon, I expect." Brennan walked away from the frozen brunette, who simply blinked and shook her head.

"Miss Wick, have you got those swabs from the bone I asked for?"

Daisy turned around to see Hodgins. She desperately didn't want to let her secret slip to anyone else, so she just nodded wordlessly and handed the samples over. Hodgins was slightly puzzled, but shrugged.

"It's quite pleasant working with you when you don't open your mouth." Hodgins said whilst walking away. Daisy sighed and frowned, sitting back down with the mandible that had contributed to her letting the secret slip.

"I blame you," Daisy pointed at the mandible, "if only you could explain to Lance that Doctor Brennan knows."

"Daisy, this is the third night in a row that we've watched America's Next Top Model. Please… can't we watch something else?"

"No! I like this!" Daisy giggled, resting her head on Lance's arm.

"I noticed." he murmured under his breath. Daisy sighed and shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She couldn't hide the fact that Doctor Brennan knew they were trying for a baby.

"Are you okay, Daisy?" Lance asked. Daisy bit her lip and leant over to the coffee table, switching off the television.

"I've got to tell you something. but you've got to promise not to get grumpy with me." Daisy bounced up onto her knees like a child.

"Grumpy? Why are you using juvenile words like that? It could mean you've done something you're ashamed of-"

"Remember how I said I loved when you went all shrink on me?" Daisy asked.

"Yeah." Lance replied.

"I lied. Now, you can't get mad at me. Promise?" Daisy asked. Lance nodded and Daisy clasped her hands, wringing them nervously.

"Okay… well, you know how I was at the lab today?" Daisy asked.

"Daisy, it's okay," Lance gave a small, reassuring smile, "just tell me." Daisy took a sharp breath in and began to speak frantically.

"Well, Doctor Brennan came in and we were talking and I missed something on the bone, right? And, so, she asked me what was wrong… and I kinda, might've let her know we were trying for a baby but then she left so it was okay and I-"

"She knows?" Lance asked, incredulously. Daisy nodded, averting her eyes.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to tell her." Daisy said, quietly. Lance sighed and rested his hand on Daisy's shoulder.

"It's okay, Daisy." Lance reassured her. Daisy's head bolted up.

"What?" Daisy asked.

"How did you think I was going to react?" Lance asked. Daisy blinked twice before giving a small shrug.

"I'm not quite sure." Daisy confessed. Lance shook his head and rested his arm around Daisy's shoulder.

"Daisy, it's okay. Really. I mean, I'm sure everyone's going to find out somehow." Lance replied. Daisy sunk into her boyfriend's hold and nodded against his chest.

"I suppose. You're so smart, Lancelot." Daisy murmured contentedly. Her head rubbed against Lance's chest gently and he knew exactly what she was doing.

"Daisy…" he said, firmly.

"Yes, Lancelot?" Daisy said, childishly. Lance sighed and looked at her.

"I know what you're doing." Lance said. Daisy ran her hand up and around to the side of Lance's neck.

"What are you talking about?" Daisy purred. Lance sighed and took her hand in his own.

"I never thought I'd say this, but… Not tonight, Daisy." Lance said. Daisy pouted and blinked at him.

"Why not?" Daisy asked. Lance sighed and gave a tiny smirk, imperceptible to most.

"I'm sure one forgone night won't hurt." Lance said. Daisy raised an eyebrow.

"Are you sure about that?" she asked. Lance shook his head and sighed.

"No, I'm not. But I'm a doctor. Ad it's okay for me to say things like that. I'm a doctor; I know what I'm talking about." Lance smirked.

"Low blow, Lancelot." the PhD student pouted.

"But it's okay for me." Lance commented. Daisy sighed and raised an eyebrow.

"You're a psychologist with a PhD. You're not a medical doctor." Daisy was sure she had the argument won.

"I've got a doctorate like Doctor Brennan. And everything she says is gospel, isn't it?" Lance asked. Daisy shook her head.

"It's not." she said, solemnly.

"What isn't?" Lance asked. Daisy smiled warmly at Lance and looked him right in the eyes.

"Her views on psychology are terribly skewed." Daisy stated, matter-of-factly. Lance clicked his tongue and shook his head.

"You know the way to a man's heart, don't you?" he asked. Daisy giggled and nodded.

"Yes, I do." she smiled, pulling Lance's lips down to meet hers.

A/N: Okay, just a couple of notes here.

1. With Daisy's dialogue, I use a lot of run on sentences. That's just because I think they best illustrate the way her dialogue works.

2. When Daisy and Sweets are talking, Sweets will be referred to as 'Lance,' dialogue or otherwise. If he's socialising with anyone else, though, he's 'Sweets' in dialogue and in general writing. That's all!

Oh, I tell a lie! I want to say thanks to all you readers! There really isn't enough Swaisy love out there, and they're my number 1 OTP to end all OTP's. I love them so much.

Less than sign numeral three, everyone! xx