"I'd love to. Get used to it. I want, like, a million of these." – Angela about Baby Andy ("Baby in The Bough")

Angela looks at the small clock. A week of celibacy, why couldn't she do this, she had been wondering.

'I've handled longer.' She thought angrily. She picked up the phone, dialing Hodgins number quickly. Ring! Once. Ring! Twice. Ri –

"Ange?" Hodgins answered, his voice happy and willing.

"Why don't you come over?" She said, her mind pleading silently for him to say yes.

"Be there in ten." He said quickly before hanging up. Angela glanced at the phone in shock.

"Did he just hang up on me?" She stated, her voice slightly hurt. She dropped the phone and fell back onto the bed behind her, staring intently at the roof. She jumped up suddenly and ran towards the bathroom, her stomach churning. As she reached the bathroom, she heard a single, loud knock on the door. Hodgins. She had no time to respond.

Hodgins stood outside the door patiently. After a few seconds of silence, he grabbed the key hidden on top of the door frame and unlocked the door. He walked in silently, closing the door gently behind him.

"Ange!" He called. Ange wiped her mouth and leaned against the bathtub.

"In the bathroom Hodgins." She called a little breathless. Hodgins walked swiftly towards her bathroom, stopping at the doorway and taking in how Angela looked. Just five minutes before Angela had glanced in the mirror, her naked body a perfect peach color as always, her face flushed in arousal, her hair gleaming. Now as Hodgins looked at her, her hair was pushed back against a pale face, her body quivering slightly. She didn't feel sick, she felt scared. Worried.

"What happened Angela?" Hodgins asked softly, his voice overflowing in worry.

"I… I don't know. I was perfectly fine and then… I just got sick." She whispered, grimacing. Hodgins leaned down, placing his hand gently in Angela's before lifting her to her feet.

"You going to be okay? I can tell Brennan you won't be in today?" Hodgins responded quietly. Angela shook her head, walking past him into the kitchen.

"I'll be fine Hodgins. Just… Could you give me a ride?" She sighed, hating feeling incapable of something. Hodgins nodded and pulled out his keys.

"Two hours till work. Since you aren't feeling up to it, why don't we head in to work early?" Hodgins questioned. Angela laughed, rolling her eyes. She wanted it still, but the look in Hodgins eyes told her he wasn't going to risk it.

"Well, since I can tell you're unmoving on this subject then… yeah lets go." She said with a sly smile. "Let me just get some food." She stated, walking towards the fridge. As she opened it another whirl of nausea passed over her. She gripped her stomach, slammed the fridge shut and ran to the bathroom.

Hodgins fallowed after her quietly, giving her space she wanted, whether she said so or not. As he reached the bathroom, Angela looked up at him from her hunched over position.

"Hodgins… go." She mumbled. Hodgins refused at first, feeling a need to stay by her side, but Angela's face and mood did not change so Hodgins turned and walked back into the kitchen. Angela stood up, her legs wobbling like Jell-o underneath her. She pulled open a cupboard, and pulled out a small box. "Erm… stupid test." She grumbled, grasping the small stick in her hand. The glanced back down at the box. "I hope this isn't positive."

Angela laid her back against the chilly tub, holding the stick in one hand, holding her legs on the other. She breathed in deeply and let it out in a loud whimper. Hodgins jumped to his feet and scrambled over to the door.

"Ange?" He whispered softly. Angela squeezed her eyes shut, holding back the tears, and put her head against her knees, laying the stick on the floor. Hodgins pushed the door open slightly, his eyes drawn directly to the stick laying on the floor and traveling upwards to Angela head. Hodgins took a step forward but Angela didn't respond, all she did was hug her knees tighter to her chest. "Whats wrong babe?" He questioned, his eyes full of unhidden worry. Angela looked up at him, a tear spilling from her eye and slithering slowly down her cheek.

"I'm… Pregnant."