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"Booooth!" The call came from the other room. He quickly jumped off the couch and ran into the bedroom, ready to grab a gun at any second.

"Bones? Are you okay? I'm coming!" And he burst into the room. Standing in front of the full length mirror was Brennan. Unharmed, unthreatened, safe. "Geez Bones, if you're gonna yell like that you gotta let me know that you're not in any danger first."

"Look!" She lifted up her shirt and sure enough, her stomach was rounded just enough to be seen. "Alright. I'm officially showing now. We have to tell my dad. You agreed."

Booth sighed. "Fine Bones. But if something goes wrong..."

"Booth, you will be fine. I will do the talking so my father knows that I had an equal part in this. And if something happens I am sure I can subdue him," she responded matter-of-factly.

For once in his life, Booth actually feared someone. He didn't fear the killer or con-man side of Max, but the father side. He knew very well that if any harm ever came to Bones that Max would skin the person that harmed her alive if that was what they deserved. In his mind anyway. Booth was well aware of the fact that Max wouldn't entirely see his daughter having a baby as a wonderful thing. He would be happy, but only after he killed the guy who got her pregnant in the first place. And of all people, it was he, Booth, who had gotten her pregnant. The same man who arrested Max on more than one occasion and who he was always butting heads with. No matter how confident Bones was, Booth still felt a chill run down his spine.

"Can you get me a phone? I'll call and find out when he's free for lunch." Booth did as requested and stood by as she dialed. "Dad? Hi, it's Temperance... I wanted to meet for lunch, when are you free...?"

"Bones, he's probably not free for a while..." Booth commented, hoping secretly.

"Today? Okay sure... Royal Diner? 12:00?... Okay. See you then. Bye." She hung up the phone and looked at Booth. "My dad is actually in town so we can meet him today!"

"Great." Booth mumbled. One gun on his ankle, one on his hip. He should be fine. Plus, they'd be in public right?

They walked arm in arm to the front glass doors, passed through them, and walked toward their usual table where Max was already sitting.

"Well don't you two look peachy today," he commented, noting their civility toward each other. "So...Booth. What brings you to our little lunch. Tempie didn't tell me you were tagging along..." Max smiled with a hinting in his voice.

"Oh I'm sorry dad. I forgot to tell you I was bringing him." Brennan apologized, eyeing Booth.

They both sat down and soon they all places their orders and delved into a conversation about sports, politics, and of course, murder. Once they had finished eating, Booth leaned back, his stomach full, and put his arm behind Brennan's shoulders, on the backing on her chair.

Max shot him a questioning look, so he quickly sat up, removed his arm, and grunted. "Uh Bones, would now be a good time to..."

"Sure. Dad, I think you should know that Booth and I are having sex." Brennan stated it without skipping a beat.

Booth choked, "Okay, hang on. It's more than that... We're 'seeing' each other. Like, dating, but in our own way. We're in a relationship in progress." He hoped that explanation would be enough to keep Max calm, for the time being.

"Yeah, I figured as much." Booth exhaled. He was taking it well. Until Brennan opened her mouth again.

"Oh good. Well you should also know that I'm pregnant."

Booth's face dropped. "Bones! You can't just drop it on people like that! Especially your dad!" He lowered his voice and grunted, "He could kill me!"

"Yes. I could, couldn't I." They both looked at Max, whose face was stone. Booth held his breath. "But why would I do that?" Max smiled. "Scared ya didn't I?" He laughed to himself. "Tempie, I couldn't be happier for you. At least you chose someone good." He said winking at Booth. "And Booth. The next time you arrest me, just think, you'll have an actual family relation to me. I guess there goes testifying against me in court!" He added with a chuckle.

Booth couldn't believe how well he was taking it. "Max, are you sure you're okay with this?" why on earth did he feel compelled to ask that? 'Just let it alone!' he thought to himself. 'Don't QUESTION the man!'

"Yes I'm fine. Hey I'm getting a grandchild out of this. If I'm lucky, he or she will be just like me... Oh would you two excuse me? I need to use the little boy's room." He stood and walked down to the restrooms.

"I am seriously having a hard time believing that he is 100% okay with this." Booth quickly said.

"Why? My father can be very understanding." Brennan knew her dad had many sides but always looked for the best in him.

"Why? Bones, every father has to have some angry feelings towards the man that knocked up his daughter! No matter what!"

"Maybe he has learned to control it." Brennan replied. Booth huffed. The pair sat in silence until Max returned.

"Actually, Booth, I'm sorry I forgot to mention this earlier, but I wanted to check on some things at the lab. Can we stop there on our way home?" Brennan mentioned as they started to leave.

"Why don't I drive you? It'll give us some time to talk." Max offered.

"Okay sure. Booth? I'll see you later then?"

"Yeah." He gave her a quick kiss, which all if the regulars noticed and smiled at, and headed out the door. He tuned the corner and walked to his car. When he started getting closer he noticed that something looked different about it. Upon further inspection he discovered that his tires had been slashed. All four.

On his windshield was a note and a small box. It read, "Don't make me give you the father-in-law 'talk'. This ring belonged to her mother. Use the ring, or you lose your thing. All my love, Max." As if the note couldn't have been Max enough he had added more to the bottom. "P.S. I let a little air out of a couple of your tires, I hope you don't mind. Your car was just a little lopsided. I wanted to fix that for you. P.P.S. I called you a cab."

Booth couldn't help but laugh. Considering what he could have done, Max let him off easy. Probably because he loved Bones too much to hurt her, or anyone that she cared about. And now that he would have his first biological grandchild he would want to be around and visit more, and they'd have to spend holidays together, and birthdays, and... "Great," Booth thought. More Max. But if it would make Bones happy it was all worth it.

Parker is next I promise, but after that there's only one more person that I've written. I will write one final conclusion chapter and then I think that will be it :(. I have truly loved writing this. Thanks for all the tips and reviews. -live2laugh2love