~So I may be back...just a little bit XD!
With yet another sigh Brennan moved into her apartment dropping her keys on a small table by the door as she went. After laying her paperwork on the kitchen table for review Temperance stepped into the bathroom to change into more comfortable cloths. She spared the small trash bin by the commode a glance, the feeling of impending doom washing over her like a wave. Atop a small mound of trash sat three or four pregnancy tests all of which held the same result. Positive.
Figurative butterflies made chaos in her stomach she donned her sweat pants and sweater. Brennan knew of only one man who could be the father. The only man she had been with in ages, and the only man she could see herself raising a child with. The man who had stormed into her lab in a rage earlier that day; Special Agent Seeley Booth.
Temperance knew she would have to tell him eventually. She had even planned it all out only to have the plans destroyed by the chilling news of Parkers death. Looking into the full length mirror on the door that led from the bathroom Brennan gently placed a hand on her stomach. A wave of exhaustion swept over the anthropologist while she study herself in the mirror and she could not deny her body it's much needed rest.
Shutting the lights off she exited the bathroom and made her bedroom. She would have to tell Booth sooner or later, as she lay down in a bed that was almost foreign to her now. Temperance was out the moment her head hit the pillow.
Seeley sat in his office in the Hoover building, he was the only one still working at the late hour of three in the morning. He had been reading the same file over and over with no new results and it was beginning to weigh on him heavily. One could tell by the sag in his shoulders and the bags under his eyes that he was at the end of a very short rope.
Fighting against the aching need for sleep Booth flipped the file back to the beginning. A picture of Parker stared at him from a silver picture frame that sat atop his cluttered desk. His sons smile a haunting reminder of what he had lost, the pain stabbing at his heart like a thousand knives.
Clenching his fists he pressed his hands to his forehead. It took all of his control not to break everything within his reach. Slowly Booth's heart began to slow, the feelings of dread and anger and hurt drifting back behind a thin wall ready to break again at any moment.
Without realizing when it had happened Seeley's thoughts had gone to his partner. Temperance Brennan. His heart clenched again as he recalled how he had acted earlier that same day. She had been working so hard on the case and his emotions had gotten the better of him.
Quickly resolving to make it up to her as he rested his eyes Booth let his mind wonder to what he would do to the man who had taken his son from him. After a few minutes of imagining he was out like a light.
Temperance jogged into the Jeffersonian, files balanced in one arm keys jingling in the other. It was almost noon and she was very very late. Dodging a lab worker she quickly unlocked her office door, dropping the files onto her desk. Pausing to turn on her computer she grabbed her lab coat and made her way out onto the lab floor. Pulling the dark blue lab coat on she swiped her key card and stepped onto the platform.
"Hey Dr. B." Hodgins mumbled from his place at a microscope not far from a decaying body. "Coming in late?" He asked after a moment of silence. Brennan ignored the question leaning over the body of a young boy. She instantly became engrossed in the bones on the table, gently moving a bone with gloved hands. A small knick on the surface of the ulna struck her as odd. Carefully swabbing the filthy bone she placed the swab in a small bag.
"Will you run this sample for me Hodgins?" Brennan asked, holding the bag out toward him. Jack sighed, leaving the microscope and taking the bag.
With a small smirk he said, "I'll run this through as fast as I can. I'll call you when I get the results." He walked off the platform as Booth walked as slow as he could toward it. With a short glower in his direction Hodgins stalked off toward his office, news of what Booth had said had spread like wild fire through the lab.
Temperance pulled off her gloves and moved around the table reading a short report on the defensive wounds the boys had obtained. Needless to say she was surprised when she ran head first into her partner. Booth steadied her quickly before she could fall backward, "Hey-whoa, you alright?"
Brennan's heart was seized by a cold icy dread, "Booth." It had donned on her the instant she had looked into his eyes. "I-" Tossing the case file onto a nearby table she rushed around him and toward her office, "I have to check on something!" She called back, throwing her lab coat onto her desk before practically running from the lab.
Booth stood silently on the platform, his mouth agape as the door shut after her. Angela glanced between the closing door and Booth, "What was that about?"
Temperance stood over a micro film machine, the news paper article she was looking at confirmed her theory. There were more victims. Spread out of the years the killer had claimed more than thirteen young boys.
Just as Brennan reached for another slide her phone rang causing her to jump. The short chirping ring broke through the cloud of theories and for the first time she realized it had grown darker outside. With a frown she hit talk and pressed the phone to her ear, "Brennan." Her own voice seemed incredibly loud in the otherwise silent room.
"'We need to talk Temperance.'" Brennan froze at the sound of Seeley's voice, her heart fluttering. It was strange, she had never reacted like this to anyone before, "'Are you there?'"
She smiled, what a silly question, "Yeah. I was just doing some research." Laying the slides she was about to look at beside the micro film machine she absently watched the flickering of the machines light.
After a long pause Booth began speaking in a slow deliberate tone, "'I was in your apartment earlier...I was worried when you ran out of the lab. Temperance I had to use the restroom while I was there-well I-I have been drinking a lot of coffee lately and- well...'" He trailed off and Brennan sat quietly her eye's wide with shock. "'Are you? I mean- you know?'"
A smile slowly spread across her face, "I wanted to tell you face to face but this somehow seems more appropriate. I'm pregnant Seeley...It's..." Her mouth suddenly went dry, her fingers went numb first, "Booth..." She whimpered before her head dropped to the desk, scattering the slides she was about to use, the phone fell from her hand hitting the floor with a loud clatter. A man towered over her sedated body an empty syringe in his hand. The last thing Brennan registered was Booth calling her name.