Author's Note: Here's the next chapter I, once again apologise for it's shortness, but it has an awesome twist, so you will like it, I hope. I will post the next chapter in the am. Okay, so since I have so many fantabulous reviewers I'm going to jump straight into the thank yous. They go to nertooold54, Rankor01, foreverandalwaysxo, chymom, Bonesrl, PercyzBookworm, Blue Tigress, MMWillow13, bonetrek, crazyhasaplussidexx, GamesL, boothandbones4ever, msdfd, 6uyjh, beeballstar93, NinjaWriter1234, lizCSBones, Mezzo187, Thulay, and once again, a special thank you to HannahMustGo for being such a extraodinary person. also thanks to everyone who added me to favourites and alerts, 'preciate it :D I hope that ya'll love this chapter as much as you have the others. Sorry if I missed anyone out of my thanks yous, my E-mail is being stupid. Also, if anyone has suggestions for baby names I'd really like to hear them, girls or boys, I don't really mind.
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Disclaimer: *Steals ownership rights* Woohoo! I do own Bones *Hart comes over and puts on a scary face. Hands back the rights sadly* So close, so, sooo clooooose


Booth and Brennan entered her office and found the whole team in her office, lounging around on the sofa and chairs. Angela sat on the floor, playing with the ribbon wrapped around a large box. Brennan noticed then that the whole room was filled with presents.

"Angela?" Brennan questioned.

"You're here!" Angela jumped up and gave her friend a hug.

"What is all this?"

The others watched nervously to see how she would react.

"A baby shower, when I was over your place last night I noticed you had virtually nothing for the baby, who, by the way, will be coming any day now, well, sometime in the next month or so anyway, I hope you two know that, so I called everyone and arranged a baby shower."

Brennan didn't know what to say. She stood there with her mouth open.

"Shut your mouth before the Drosophilia melanogasters get in," Hodgins told her.

Brennan gave him an eye roll and sat down slowly onto the sofa next to Cam. Booth chose to sit on the floor with Angela.

"Here," Angela nudged the large box she had been playing with towards Brennan.

Reluctantly Brennan pulled the string off and passed it to Angela, "You want to play with this still?"

Angela took the ribbon and used it to tie her hair up.

Brennan opened the flaps of the box and looked inside, "Wow, Ange, you didn't have to get this for me. It must have cost a fortune."

"It did," Angela grinned. "But Hodgins paid for it, I just picked it out."

"Thank you, both of you."

"It was nothing Doctor B," Hodgins waved a dismissive hand.

Inside the box was an elegant wooden crib, the sides of which were painted with small pastel ducks and elephants.

"You don't want to know the sex of that baby yet," Angela ran her hand along the polished wood. "But this thing swings both ways."

"This one's for you, G-man," Hodgins pushed a small parcel towards Booth. "Well, you and Doctor B."

Booth opened the package and his cheeks turned a deep shade of red. Curious, Brennan leaned over to see what it was. She laughed at him.

"Hodgins..." Booth's voice sounded like that of a pubescent teenager.

Hodgins joined in Brennan's laugh, "Thought you too might like a little fun, when you get some free time from the baby."

Cheeks still red, Booth tucked the present under the sofa. Cam passed a small envelope to Brennan.

Peering at her boss's expression, determining friendly, Brennan tore the seal and pulled out the contents. There was a card welcoming the arrival of the "unborn miracle" and a laminated badge.

"Cam.." Brennan's voice was thickened with tears.

She leaned forward and hugged her boss.

"Thank you. It's perfect."

"What is it?" Booth asked.

Brennan held up a small Jeffersonian identification badge.

"You can fill in the name once it is decided," Cam told them.

Angela dug her elbow into Zack's ribs, "Go on, give her your present."

Zack nervously stood up and passed Brennan a slip of paper. Brennan flipped over the paper and looked at it. Brennan's eyes widened and she suddenly stood up and wrapped her arms around her assistant. Her prosthetic stomach made it awkwarder than it already was and it was over within seconds.

"That's so sweet of you Zack," Brennan whispered into his ear as she released him.

"You're welcome Doctor Brennan," Zack returned to his seat.

"What is it?" Booth asked.

Brennan was about to reply when her cell phone buzzed. She unclipped it from her belt and walked out of the room.

Angela looked at the pile of presents from the other workers at the Jeffersonian, still waiting to be opened, "I hope she's coming back."

Cam smiled at Angela, "Even if she does I doubt she will have the patience to open all of these, Booth?"

Booth grabbed a few presents off the pile and tore at the paper, Angela joined in eagerly. Within a number of minutes they were all open and little shirts, cards, toys, blankets, booties and books littered the room. Brennan returned, clipping her phone back onto her belt. She took one look at the mess and let out an exasperated sigh.

"Okay, you have to clean this up," she directed the statement at Booth and Angela.

"Who was on the phone," Cam asked.

"A Forensics Specialist that I gave some of the blood found on the bones of one of the older victims to, he's found a match," Brennan replied.

"What are we waiting for then?" Booth jumped up. "Let's go get this bastard."

"No, Booth," Brennan held up a hand. "You don't know who the blood belongs to, and I doubt that they would have done this."

"Why not?" Booth stopped in his tracks. "Who's blood is it?"

Brennan turned to look at the group, "Doctor Goodman."


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