Thank you for all the alerts and most importantly the reviews. I wasn't expecting it, but it's nice to know that the story is good. I haven't decided when or if Bones is going to tell Booth about the pregnancy. It's still very much a work in progress. Once again, thank you!

When morning sickness hits, remember this:
The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain. ~Dolly Parton

It was exactly one week after the artificial insemination that Brennan worried that it hadn't taken. She woke that morning and there was bright red blood in her panties. Her heart stopped and it was then that she knew that she'd failed at the first attempt to create a new life. She sighed and walked into the kitchen. She felt unusually depressed that morning. Not even an unexpected call from Booth could cheer her up.

She ended up hanging up on him and she ended up in tears on the bed. However, when she went into the bathroom later that day, there was no more blood. She scratched her head and decided that maybe she'd imagined things. So, she decided that she would stop thinking about it so much. She went on with her life like normal.

Two weeks later, she had decided that the procedure hadn't worked. She was experiencing all the symptoms of her impending menstrual cycle. Except they were ten time worse because of the sense of failure that she felt. She hadn't really expected that she would succeed on her first try, she'd hoped, but she hadn't expected it.

So, when she'd exploded at Wendell and Daisy for the tenth time that day, Angela finally cornered her and asked, "Sweetie, you know that I love you to pieces, but what is wrong with you today?"

Not wanting to tell anyone her secret, she shook her head and told her, "Nothing is wrong with me. It's not my fault that they can't even manage the simplest of tasks without me having to go behind their back. Honestly Angela, I don't know why we have to have them here."

Angela stood with her hands on her hips and looked at her best friend. She wondered if something was up, but knew better than to pry. Whenever Bren had a secret, she would do anything to protect that secret and wouldn't open up to anyone.

So, she looked at her and said, "Okay sweetie. Whenever you're ready to tell me I'll listen."

She walked over to her and gave her a hug and kiss. Then she turned and walked out the door. She missed the tears that sprang to her friends eyes.

When Angela left her office she sat down in her chair and laid her head down on her desk. It was then that she was certain that the procedure hadn't been successful. She was never this emotional except right before her cycle started. She felt the tears of frustration rolling down her face.

She wasn't sure how long she sat there like that before she finally straightened up and decided that she needed to go home. She wasn't getting anything done here and honestly, she was bored to tears.

She missed the look of shock on her co-workers faces when she said, "I'm going home."

A week later, she realized that she hadn't started her monthly cycle. She wasn't one to get overly excited of that fact. At least not until she went to her local drug store and bought one of every pregnancy test that they made. She then went home and lined them all up on her kitchen counter and proceeded to take each and every one of them.

She waited the required time and nearly thirty minutes later, she stood in the middle of her living room with the biggest smile on her face. The fact that she was pregnant stared her in the face. She was pregnant and going to have a baby. She couldn't keep the smile off of her face. She also didn't realize that he hand had come to rest on her stomach where her unborn child was growing.

That was when Temperance Brennan did something completely unexpected. She sat down on her couch and whispered to her growing child, "I promise you little one, that I'll be the best mommy I know how to be. I know that I'll make mistakes, but just hang in there. I promise you, that I'll love you with everything that I have."

She patted her stomach and had never been happier in her life.

It was shortly after finding out that she was pregnant that she began to eat nearly everything in sight. It had gotten so bad that even Booth had commented on it.

He smiled and said, "Are you eating for two Bones? I've never seen you eat like this before."

She looked down at what remained of her salad, fries and milkshake and smiled sheepishly. Then, she threw her napkin down and walked out of the diner in tears. Leaving a shocked Booth behind. He found her outside crying and he asked, "Are you okay? I didn't mean to..."

She looked at him and whispered, "Just leave me alone Booth. Why are you here anyway? Shouldn't you be with Hannah?"

Booth watched as his normally composted partner wiped away the tears in her eyes and walked down the street back to the Jeffersonian. He scratched his head and looked at her as she left him behind.

She was nearly six weeks pregnant when the nausea started. She had been sitting in her office grading the latest test from her students when it happened. Booth had walked into her office and said, "Hey Bones! We've got a case!"

She wasn't sure if it was the coffee that he was drinking or the smell of his cologne, but something set her off and she was up and out of her chair in seconds. Thanking whatever god might or might not exist that she had a private bathroom in her office. She barely made it before she lost the contents of her stomach.

She wasn't sure when Booth walked in behind her, but he heard her ask, "Are you okay?"

She couldn't talk and simply nodded her head. This earned a laugh from him and he said, "You don't look okay."

She finally felt the nausea subside a bit and managed to flush the toilet and stand. She looked at him and said, "I am perfectly fine. I..."

That was all she got out before she felt the next wave of nausea hit her. She honestly hadn't thought that there was anything in her stomach to lose at this point. She was proven wrong and when she laid her head against the cool porcelein, she wondered if her body had decided to conspire against her.

She felt Booth's hand rubbing her back softly. It felt too intimate, too familiar and it made her feel to comfortable. So, she shrugged off his touch and said, "Leave me alone Booth. This is none of your concern."

Some part of her knew that it was wrong of her to talk to him like that, but she needed to put an emotional distance between herself and Booth. He had Hannah and she had her baby.

The thought of her baby brought a smile to her face. That was the last smile that would grace her face for sometime. She tried to stand, but the nausea was so overwhelming that she decided that she would simply lay her for awhile. She finally looked at Booth and said, "Take Cam with you. I'm not going."

She closed her eyes at the hurt look on his face. She didn't want to tell him that she wasn't dying and that this was normal.

She finally heard him leave and sighed softly. It was nearly an hourly later that she was finally able to stand and walk into her office. She reached into her desk and grabbed out a package of crackers and nibbled on them carefully. She'd suspected that this would be coming and had prepared herself the best she could. What she couldn't know was that her life was getting ready to change in ways that, even though she'd wanted this, she'd never thought possible and quite possibly wasn't ready for...