A/N: Sorry for the delay. Here is the next instalment for this story. Hopefully it will make up for the long silence.

A/N2: Thank you for your opinions on the sex of the baby. Of course, I already know what it is… stay tune!

By the way, this will seem like a really odd question, but did we get a scene where Angela first felt her baby kicking? I missed half of the season due to the presence on the show of a person who shall remain anonymous. I stopped after the "Jersey Shore" episode and I only started watching it again when Booth broke up with whom-who-must-be-named (with the exception of the Doctor in the Photo). Anything else important I might have missed concerning Angela's pregnancy (beside the Braxton Hicks contractions and the whole "Staccato" fiasco)? Wouldn't want to make mistakes. Thank you for your help!

"Come on, Bones! We're going to interview Savannah Bryant's parents," Booth said, scanning himself onto the examination platform.

Bones, who had been examining young Savannah's remains, looked up at her partner. Their eyes locked and Bones felt her heartbeat accelerating. A bit more than two weeks had passed since they had announced the future arrival of their baby. Then Parker had come to spend some time with his father and Booth had taken those weeks off. They hadn't seen each other since that fateful day where she had agreed to move in with him. As he stood in front of her, she realized how much she had missed him.

Only three days back on the job and death had already knocked at his door. Savannah Bryant, 22, had been found in a ditch, hidden under a pile of branches. The college student had disappeared a year before from Virginia. Bones had determined time of death as four to six months, making Booth wonder where the girl had been for the six months prior to her death.

"I still don't know cause of death, Booth."

Booth shrugged.

"Let Clark handle it."

Bones knew Clark was well able to do the work on his own.

"Fine," Bones replied, giving in.

Booth smiled at her.

"How was your vacation with your son?" Bones asked as Booth pulled out of the parking lot.

Her partner grinned.

"It was just amazing, Bones! I have never spent so much time with him, before. We had a lot of fun. I even got to bring him back to Rebecca's. I'm sure she was convinced I wouldn't bring him back."

"It must have been difficult to drive him back?"

Booth shrugged.

"It was, but now I know I'll get to see him soon. Rebecca agreed for me to have him three out of four weekends a month. That's the amount of weekends I used to have him in a year."

Bones smiled at her partner.

"I'm really happy for you, Booth. You deserve to see your son as much as you want."

Booth turned to her and smiled. His vacation with his son had been wonderful, but he had missed her during those two weeks. Taking her hand into his, he told her so. Blushing, Bones turned her gaze towards the window.

Stopping at a red light, Booth let go of her hand.

"I almost forgot!" Booth said, reaching out for something on the backseat.

Bones immediately missed the feeling of his hand on hers. Seeing her partner couldn't reach what he was looking for, she offered him her help and grabbed the folded piece of paper sitting on the backseat.

"What is it?" she asked, confused.

"Unfold it," her partner simply replied. "I think I've found us our dream home."

It wasn't the same house he had found a couple of months ago, but this new one would suit their needs a lot better.

"I found it last week. I printed out the ad for you. Look at it. It has four bedrooms, a backyard, it's affordable for the both of us and it's near the lab and my office. That way, if you ever have to go to the lab during your maternity leave, I'll be close enough to drive back home to take care of the baby while you're gone."

Bones looked up from the ad and turned to her friend.

"You thought about all of that?"

"Of course, Bones. I'm taking all of this very seriously. Plus, I wanted to show that house before you changed your mind about moving in with me."

Booth chuckled, earning him a small punch on the shoulder.

"It does seem appropriate for us."

"So, should I schedule an appointment? We could go visit the house sometime soon."

Bones nodded.

The Bryant's lived on a former farm. The driveway extended for over a mile before leading the SUV to an old farmhouse hidden behind some pine trees. An old barn now served as a garage for the Bryant's two cars. Parking the SUV in front of the wooden barn, Booth turned to his partner.

"I'm really happy we're doing this."

Bones eyed him, confused.

"What? Talking to Savannah's parents?"

Booth forced himself not to roll his eyes at her cluelessness.

"No, Bones. I'm happy we are moving in together. It'll be great! We'll be able to raise the baby together!"

Bones stopped herself from telling her partner she already knew he wanted to raise the baby with her. Instead, she simply smiled at him.

Leaning in closer, Booth kissed her sweetly on the lips before staring into her stunned eyes.

"Come on," he said, slowly pulling back. "Let's go talk to Savannah's parents."

Bones nodded, taken aback.

Climbing out of the SUV, the couple slowly made their way towards the house. The farmhouse had been built further away from the barn. A large stone path, surrounded by bushes of flowers, led the way to the front porch.

Suddenly, the front door opened and a tall man stepped onto the porch. His hands held a hunting rifle. The couple stopped in their tracks.

"Who are you?" The man demanded, the gun pointing directly at them.

"FBI!" Booth cried, flashing his badge. "I'm here to talk to you about Savannah."

The man took a step forward. His eyes stared menacingly at them.

"Get off my property," the man warned. "You are not setting one foot inside my house!"

"Sir, we just want to talk to you about your daughter," Booth replied, as the couple continued to make their way towards the house.

"The hell you won't! You take one more step and I'll shoot you!"

From inside the house, Booth heard a woman beg for the man to lower his gun. Booth inadvertently took a step forward.

He heard the shot more than he saw the man's finger pull the trigger. In an instant, Booth drew his weapon, demanding that Bryant drop his gun. The man did no such a thing. A second shot came at them. Aiming for the man's hand, Booth shot him, forcing the man to drop his gun.

From behind him, he heard someone whimper. Turning around, he saw his partner fall to her knees.