Six weeks later Hodgins put a sleeping Jack in his crib after a diaper change and a bottle. "Be good for Mommy buddy she's on her own today, I'm going back to work." Jack continued to sleep soundly as his Dad tucked the blanket around him. Hodgins smiled as he went back to his and Angela's bedroom to get ready for the day, kissing Angela gently on the forehead, she stirred. "Good morning Hodgie, Jack okay?"
"Yeah, he's been fed, changed and now he's sleeping like a rock. Go back to sleep. Ange."
"Hum." Angela rolled over and snuggled down under the blankets. Hodgins went to kitchen; Greta met him with a cup of coffee. "Miss Angela will be fine with baby Jack, Mr. Hodgins."
"Greta you've known me for my whole life, you can call me Jack and you can call Angela, Angela. I know they'll be fine, but I still don't want to leave, I don't want to miss Jack falling asleep in my arms in my office in the afternoon. I don't want to miss anything."
Greta smiled, "Jack, you're not your Father, you are better than he was. You put baby Jack to bed every night and get up with him every chance you get, you aren't Edward, not by a long shot. You better get a move on."
Hodgins slid form the stool."If Angie-"
"You can be home in 25 minutes if Angela needs you, I know. Would you go to work and give us all some peace, please?" Greta's eyes were teasing.
Hodgins laughed and put his hands up. "I'm going, sheesh."
Later that morning Greta found Angela in the living room with a lap full of folders and a worried look on her face, Baby Jack was sleeping in his bassinet in the corner.
"Miss Angela what seems to be the problem?"
Angela smiled a little."I can't decide who to hire as Jack's nanny, none of them seam good enough. I don't trust any of them even though Hodgins and Booth did their own background checks. I guess I can just stay home with him, I don't need the money, but I like my job and want to work."
Greta sat down next to Angela. "Angela, I'd be more than happy to look after baby Jack while you and Mr. Hodgins are working. I was Mr. Hodgins' nanny from the time he was three until was twelve."
"Really? I thought you were always the housekeeper."
"I did both after Anna quit. Elisabeth was only his nanny for the first year or so, she ran off one day. Mr. Hodgins hired Anna, she loved Jack and he loved her until one day they were outside and Jack found some creepy crawly thing in the bushes and stuck it on her, she was gone by dinner. After that I took care of him, I have two boys of my own creepy crawly things don't bother me. It was after that that Mrs. Hodgins got Jack his first bug box and book, she wasn't that grossed out by it. By the time he was six he had all kinds of bugs in his room and a microscope, Mr. Hodgins swore it was a phase that he'd grow out of, but he didn't, it got worse after that."
Angela smiled "I never knew, Jack doesn't talk about his childhood that much."
Greta looked sad. "I know it wasn't very happy, Mr. Hodgins wasn't that involved and Mrs. Hodgins tried, but sometimes a boy needs his Father."
The two sat in silence until Jack woke up, Angela smiled, "Or his Mother." Angela got up and picked up the baby who quieted instantly.
"Greta I'd feel better if you took care of him, but I need to talk to Hodgins."
"That's fine."
Six weeks later Angela put a sleeping Jack in his crib after a diaper change and a bottle. "Be good for Greta Sweetheart, I'm going back to work." Jack continued to sleep soundly as his Mom tucked the blanket around him. Angela went to kitchen; Greta met her with a cup of coffee. "Angela, baby Jack and I will be fine."
"I know you'll be fine, but I still don't want to leave, I don't want to miss anything."
Greta smiled. "I know, but you won't."
A few minutes later after some gentle coaxing from Hodgins, he and Angela were on their way to the lab. Brennan watched the two enter and immediately noticed Angela was having serious separation anxiety, catching Hodgins' eye she headed for Angela's office.
"Angela?"
"Brennan does it get easier?"
"Some days are better than others, you just get used to it. It's easier now, he sleeps through you leaving, and it gets harder later when they are awake and tell you not to go. I will tell you now the first time Jack gets sick or isn't having a good morning and you have to leave him and come here, it will be the hardest thing you'll do in your life."
"How did/do you get through it?"
"The first morning I locked the door, pulled the shades, hit the lights and cried on Booth's shoulder. Now at least once a month I take a long lunch and go home and see Abby, a lot of the times Booth doesn't come with me."
"Bren, can you get Hodgins and lock the door, pull the shades, and hit the lights?"
"Sure." Brennan gave Angela a hug, and as soon as her two finds were looked in Angela's dark office, she called Booth, suddenly needing to see Abby at lunch.
