A/N - I own none of the characters of Bones.

Temperance Brennan walked around her apartment taking everything in. After much convincing Angela, who had brought her home from the hospital, had finally left. As much as she loved her best friend she just wanted to be alone. As she walked around her apartment, she noticed that for the most part it was just as she remembered but there were subtle differences. There were some artifacts taking residence on her shelves that were new to her. In the kitchen, hanging on her fridge, was the same picture of her, that FBI agent and his son and the picture of her and her staff at the Jeffersonian, taht was in the agent's wallet. As she looked at the second picture she looked at Jack and Angela. She still couldn't believe that they were almost married and still planning on a marriage as soon as Angela's husband signed the divorce papers. She was still in shock that Angela was previously married and wanted to get married again. The whole process of marriage is archaic to her and why anyone willingly entered into such a union was beyond her reasoning.

When she walked into her room she noticed that the comforter and pillow shams on her bed were new to her. On her dresser were the familiar pictures of her and Booth that she had seen in his wallet. She opened her dresser drawers and again everything looked vaguely familiar until she reached the second drawer.

Oh my God. Unless I started wearing men's clothes, he has his own drawer. She thought to herself as she pulled out a pair of jeans, a tee shirt, black boxers and a pair of multicolored socks. These have got to be the ugliest pair of socks that I have ever seen. It must be a joke. She next headed to her closet and wasn't surprised to see a suit hanging in her closet, still wrapped in the dry cleaning plastic. She tossed it on her bed with the items from her dresser. In her bathroom she found more of his stuff, shaving cream, razor, deodorant, aftershave and a toothbrush, all though since there were two of them sitting in the holder she couldn't say with certainty which one was his so she threw them both away. She picked up all of his belongings and set them all on the sofa. She wanted to pack them up and return them to him.

She picked up the phone to call and request that he come and pick up his belongings but she realized that she didn't know how to get in touch with him. She collapsed on the couch as her tears began to fall. She felt so lost. She had always been able to count on her brain and now it had failed her. She had lost four years of her life. Her best friend was engaged and she missed the entire courtship. She was in love with a stranger and was having his child, something that she never wanted. As of right now, she knew that she couldn't be a good mother, but what had happened to her over the last few years to make her actually want to be a mother. She hated that she had no control over her life right now. She lay down on the couch and sobbed. She sobbed for her child, she sobbed for her best friend, she sobbed for the man who loves her and she sobbed for herself. She must have cried herself to sleep because she was woken up by a knock at the door. Without checking the peephole she opened the door and came face to face with Booth.

"What are you doing here?" She snapped

"You should never open the door without checking first to see who is on the other side." He said quietly remembering all of the times he gave her that warning in the past.

"What do you want?"

He could tell that she had been crying and his heart broke for her. "I..uh.. your purse…it was in my truck and I thought that you might want it back."

"Thank you Agent Booth." She took her purse from him, expecting him to leave but he didn't move. "Is there something else that I can help you with?"

"I figured that you might be hungry so I brought you some dinner."

"That was very thoughtful." She didn't move away from the door.

"Can I come in?"

"Oh yeah, sure." She moved aside and he walked in with a box of Thai food and a couple bags of groceries.

"Agent Booth, I am really not that hungry."

"Call me Booth and it's not all your dinner. Before your accident we had planned on going to go grocery store but we obviously never made it so I stopped on my way over and picked you up a few things and I also brought you your belongings from my place."

"Oh that reminds me, I have your things for you. I just wasn't sure how to get in touch with you."

"So that's why my underwear is on your couch." He said smiling his classic charming smile and she turned red. My God, he has an amazing smile. She thought. Choosing to ignore that last comment she immediately began to unpack the groceries he bought. She was amazed that he picked out all of her favorite items.

"Thank you Age…Booth for the groceries. How much do I owe you?"

I hate this. I hate this. I hate how formal she is towards me. He thought before he answered her. "Don't worry about it. It's on me."

"No, that's unacceptable."

"I owed you because I ate most of your food anyway."

"Are you sure, because I can afford to pay you for my food?"

"Bones, it's no big deal. I wanted to do this." His eyes were pleading with her so she could hardly deny him.

"Don't call me Bones." She whispered

"Can I call you Temperance then?"

"I would prefer Dr. Brennan because although you know me, you are still a stranger to me." He nodded as he turned away from her and concentrated on unpacking the dinner he brought. He didn't want her to see the tears forming in his eyes.

"So I hope that you're hungry cause I brought a lot of food."

"I am really not going to eat all of that." She said eyeing the multiple containers of food.

"I was hoping that I could stay and help you eat it."

"I don't know Booth."

"Please." He begged. "I…uh…I was…umm… hoping that we could…umm talk." She nodded. "Thank you Bones umm Br. Brennan."

"So what did you bring?"

"Thai food."

"I love Thai food."

"I know. We eat it all the time."

"You like Thai too?"

"We discovered our mutual enjoyment of Thai during one of our all nighters at your office." She raised her eyebrows at him. "We were working on a case and starving so we decided to order in. After looking through the phone book and arguing over every restaurant until we got to the T's for Thai food and either it was the fact that we were both starving to death or we just agreed and so Thai takeout was born."

"Did we do that a lot?" She asked as they sat down at her table.

"Order takeout? Yeah all the time."

"No not that. Argue. Did we do that often?" Booth burst out laughing. "Did I say something funny?"

"No, not really."

"Then why are you laughing?"

"I'm sorry. It's just that is all we did."

"We argued all the time?" She was shocked

"Yep we sure did." He was still smiling.

"What did we argue about?"

"What didn't we fight about? It was either you telling me that I was wrong and you were right and vice versa."

"But we were in love?" She was confused. This doesn't sound like a very healthy relationship.

"I love you and you love me. You just don't remember that right now." That ate in silence for a few minutes until Booth brought up the reason for his visit. "So uhh.. Bones..err. Br. Brennan…I was hoping that we could talk about the baby."

"There is really nothing to talk about. It won't be born for another eight months."

"I respectively disagree with you Dr. Brennan."

"Why do we need to talk about something that won't be happening for another eight months?"

"Ok Dr. Brennan, number one it's not something, it's a baby, our baby. Number two just because you ignore the fact that you are pregnant won't make it go away."

She was silent for a moment, digesting everything that he had said. She could tell that he really loved this fetus growing inside of her. "Booth, did I want this pregnancy?"

He slowly shook his head. "No, you didn't."

"So why am I pregnant?"

"Because you had sex. No wait, I need to rephrase that, you got pregnant because you and I made wonderful love."

"Protection?"

"I used a condom and you were on the pill. I guess it was an accident."

"There is no such thing as an accident Booth. I have seen the picture of your son. Maybe you wanted another child so you tricked me. You could have tampered with my pills or put a hole in the condom. You knew that I would never terminate the pregnancy…would I? I haven't changed that much in four years have I?" He shook his head and she continued. "Ok where was I...Oh yeah… I would be pregnant and you would have the second child that you want and eventually I would get used to it." Booth was furious at her insinuations.

"You can't honestly believe that can you?" He asked through clench teeth.

"See that's the problem. I don't know what to believe. One day I wake up and you tell me that we are in love. I can't remember the last four years of my life. I don't even know who the hell you are. For all I know my scenario regarding my pregnancy could be right on. I do know that alone works well for me. I like being alone so just take your shit and get out so I can be alone." She shouted as she picked up and tossed his clothes at him.

"Look Bones, I know that this is hard for you. This is hard on me. Every time I look at you I see the woman that I love more than my own life and every time you look at me all you see is a stranger. It sucks. When we met you had so many God Damned walls built around you and it took four long years but you and I fell in love with you I knew and accepted the fact that my only child would be Parker. As long as I have you and him I don't need or want anything else. So that ridiculous scenario of how your pregnancy occurred is just that, ridiculous. It was an accident, a wonderful amazing accident."

"Get out." She screamed

"I made you a promise once. I promised you that I would never leave you. I have never broken a promise that I have made to you and I have no intention of starting now. Right now you're pissed off and I'm pissed off so I'm going home for the night before I say something that I'll regret"

"I don't need you so screw your damn promise."

"I'm not giving up on you or us. I love you Temperance Brennan." With that said he grabbed his belongings and walked out of her apartment slamming the door behind him.

Once back in his apartment his threw is stuff from her apartment on his floor. He went into his room and grabbed the shirt that he had been sleeping with. It was one off his work shirts that she loved to wear when she got cold in the middle of the night. He smiled through his tears as he remembered the first time he saw her wearing it.

Booth had just pulled the last waffle out of the waffle iron when he felt a pair of small arms encircle his waist.

"Morning gorgeous."

"You haven't even seen me yet. How can you say with any certainty that I am gorgeous?" He turned around and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"You always are and always will be gorgeous. I don't have to look at you to know that." He said as he pulled her in for a passionate kiss. "You know as hot as you look wearing my work shirt I prefer what you were wearing when I fell asleep."

"I wasn't wearing anything when I fell asleep."

"Exactly." He said as he grinned.

"I got cold, it was dark and your shirt was the first item of clothing that I found on the floor so I put it on."

"I could have warmed you up." He said seductively

"Well…" She said as she began to slowly unbutton his work shirt that she was wearing "I am a little cold right now."

"Are you now?" She nodded "Well we can't have that now, can we?" He said as the shirt slid to the floor. He pulled her into his arms and they ended making love right there on the kitchen floor.

After they had satisfied their sexual desires they slowly pulled their sore bodies off of the kitchen floor. If they would have put any thought into making love on the kitchen floor they would have changed their minds and taken it elsewhere because they both discovered that it wasn't the most comfortable place to have sex. Booth gently placed his shirt over her gorgeous body.

"You ruined my shirt." He whined

"How did I ruin it?"

"You made it smell like a girl." They both burst out laughing.

"That didn't ruin it. It made it better." She said winking at him

Booth pulled out her bottle of perfume from his pocket that he failed to return to her. The shirt was loosing her scent and he needed the familiar smell right now. He sprayed it on the shirt that he now referred to as hers and he inhaled it. The sudden ringing of his cell startled him.

"Booth." He answered still holding the shirt close to him.

"Booth, it's Dr. Brennan. I have made a decision about your child."