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Chapter Eight

Dinner continued quite awkwardly with no conversation and just silence. Eustace finished his dinner quite quickly and was gone from the table before Bennie could even offer him any of the pie she had for dessert.

Booth had two slices and Brennan surprised him when she had one of her own. Even with her ridiculous cravings, she'd shown no interest in his offers of pie at the Diner or anywhere else, for that matter.

Afterward, they said good bye to all the children, after Brennan signed all of Stephanie's books, who had grown fond of the couple, even in the short amount of time they spent with them and the circumstances that had brought them together.

Max was especially fond of the couple and clung to Booth's legs as they tried to leave. Bennie had to pry her off.

Booth and Brennan said good bye and were on their way back to the Jeffersonian not long after that.

On the way back, Brennan was silent for a long time before she spoke, quietly. "She's sick."

"What?" Booth asked, not understanding.

"Bennie Andrews. She has Ovarian Cancer."

"How do you know?" Booth asked.

"I caught her taking some pills before dinner. She told me that she was just sneaking some candy, but I saw the label. I didn't recognize the name of the drug, but the doctor who prescribed it, Dr. Farquad, is a friend of mine. She specializes specifically in Ovarian Cancer." Brennan explained, quietly, wiping away a stray tear.

"Whoa...poor Bennie." Booth breathed.

"Poor kids." Brennan said. "I mean, that man, Eustace can't care for fourteen children alone. They're all going to lose the best parents they've ever had. They're the kind of parents I wish I'd had when I was in the system."

Booth frowned, reaching over and taking her hand, rubbing soothing circles on it with his thumb. "I know what you mean. Do you think that's why Max was so insistent to hang on to us?"

"No, I think she may like you." Brennan said, grinning slightly through her tears.

"What? She's six, Bones!"

"So? I had my first infatuation when I was three."

Booth chortled. "Three? You were barely out of diapers!"

"For your information I was potty-trained just after my first birthday." Brennan said. "And yes, his name was Timothy Rivers. He was nice and I liked his hair. But he just took my cookie and pushed me down."

"Aww, poor Baby Bones. What happened then?" Booth asked.

"I threw a building block at him and gave him a black eye." Brennan said, slightly proud of her three-year-old self. "But then I got yelled out and I didn't ever do anything like that again...not in High School, anyway. And not purposely."

Booth smirked. "That's my Bones." At her look, he laughed. "And I mean that in a purely affectionate and non-Alpha Male way."

Brennan scoffed. "Yeah, right." she murmured. Booth just smiled and focused on the road.

"So," he said, changing the subject. "Don't we have a Doctor's appointment tomorrow?"

Brennan nodded. "Yes. Nine AM. We may be able to find out if Fate is a boy or a girl then."

Booth grinned. "'Bout time, too. I can't wait to see my little girl."

"Or boy."

"I bet you ten bucks and a back massage it's a girl." Booth wagered.

"Deal." Brennan said, smiling.

The next morning, Booth and Brennan were waiting patiently in the Waiting room of Dr. Bana's office. Brennan was reading a Motherhood magazine, while Booth played Tetris on his his phone.

Not too many people were there and in no time their names were being called.

Booth was the first out of his seat, dragging Brennan to the Dr.'s office like an excited little child.

Once they were all settled, with Brennan in the examination chair, her feet in stirrups and Booth at her side. Both were watching as Dr. Bana rubbed the sonogram wand over her belly. "Your baby seems to be doing very well, Dr. Brennan. Very healthy and perfect at 23 weeks. Would you like to know the sex?"

They both grinned and nodded. "Yes, please." Brennan said.

Dr. Bana smiled back and moved the wand slightly, looking for indication that would lead to the gender of the baby. Suddenly she froze the picture and smiled widely at the expecting parents. "Congratulations, it's a..."

TBC

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