Temperance Brennan took a deep breath and stared at the stick in front of her. Why was it taking so long!? It'd been nearly two weeks since she and her partner had talked about the possibilities of a baby, and she'd had that same test for nearly a week before deciding to actually use it.
She paced her bathroom floor and finally perched herself on the toilet, deciding she'd be sick if she didn't stay still. Her stomach flip flopped and she stared at her hands, mesmerized by how white they were. She stroked the back of her hand and felt how rough her skin had gotten, she stood suddenly and rummaged through her cabinet for some lotion, anything to draw her attention from that stupid stick.
Brennan cursed under her breath as she found the lotion and squeezed an excessive amount on her right hand. She turned swiftly from her bathroom sink and made her way to the kitchen, she couldn't use that sink, the stick was sitting there.
When she reached her kitchen she sighed as her eyes drifted to a photograph of her team at the Jeffersonians Christmas party, Booth included. What was she going to do if she was pregnant? How would she tell her team, her family? The simple thought brought her body to a terrified shake.
Brennan shook her head, she wouldn't think those thoughts until she knew for sure, until she was absolutely positive that she was with child. She rubbed her eyes and ran to the bathroom as her stomach gave a queasy jerk. Brennan moaned as she bent over the toilet, depositing her breakfast none to lady like, into the porcelain bowl. She wiped her mouth with her shaking hand, and went to the sink, keeping her eyes up and away from her test.
Brennan looked at her reflection, her face was clammy, pail, and she couldn't help but notice the dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep. She was falling apart, and all because she might be pregnant. She stared at her face for a full five minutes before bringing herself to look down at that stupid stick that was haunting the depths of her mind.
Brennan nearly choked when she saw the blue, that bright blue that confirmed all of her fears, that stupidly clear, undeniable. . .blue.
"Oh. My. God." She spoke slowly as her stomach gurgled, a tell tell sign of its wanting to up churn anything that was left in its depths. "I'm pregnant."
She clutched the side of the sink to prevent from falling over as her head started to feel light, turned on the water and splashed herself with the cool liquid. The water brought her back, woke her up, and got her mind working. What was she going to do?!
Brennan through the stick away, almost violently, and exited the bathroom, her brain working quickly to try and come up with a solution to her problem. She could get an abortion? No. She excused that thought from her mind as quickly as it entered, Booth would never forgive her if she got rid of their child, that most certainly was not a way to deal with her problem. Adoption was always an option? No. She remembered being in the foster care system, she didn't want her child having to go through that. She could set it up for adoption before it was born, that would give it a definite home?! No. She would become attached, and she wasn't sure she would want to give it away after nine months.
Brennan sighed and looked at her abdomen. There was something inside of her, a little growing fetus, that would soon become a little growing child. She touched her stomach carefully, acknowledging her child's presence. After carefully stroking her stomach she made the careful decision that she never imagined she'd have to make.
She, Temperance Brennan, would carry her child, give birth to her baby, and raise it as her own.
Her life didn't have to change just because she was a mother to be, she could still be a forensic anthropologist, she could still fight crime,(thought that would have to be put on hold nearing the end of her pregnancy), she would always be Temperance Brennan, mother hood wouldn't change her. She was determined. Brennan took a deep breath and the let it out slowly, feeling a lot more relaxed knowing that she'd made a definite decision.
She was going to be a mother! She smiled a delicate smile, but let it fall once she realized what she had to do next. Surprising herself, she put her hand over her stomach and mumbled quietly to something she knew couldn't hear her.
"Time to tell Daddy."
