AN: Thank you for coming back to read this chapter. Sorry it's taken me a little longer to get this to you. I had a little bit of writer's block half way through and my muse didn't turn up to work for a few days. She is back and I hope you enjoy this chapter. If you read, please do not run... Reviews keep me writing and if you like this story, tell me =)

Chapter 10

Booth was awoken by a cry he immediately knew was his daughter's. He looked at the clock on the bedside table; 2:30am.

Brennan stirred next to him. "Booth?" she questioned, still half asleep.

"Shh, baby. Go back to sleep, I'll get her." he planted a kiss on her shoulder and she turned over, asleep before her back was turned to him. Booth got up out of bed and pulled his boxers on. He padded out of the bedroom and down the hall to his little girl's room. She was screaming at this stage and Booth bent down to pick her up.

"Oh, Christine. It's okay, baby girl, it's okay." he bounced her softly on his chest. He kissed the top of her head and she felt hot under his lips. He placed the back of his hand on her forehead and she felt like she was on fire.

"Shh, shhh," Booth said as he walked out of her room and back down the hall to Brennan. "It's okay, we are going to Mummy, shhh."

Booth walked back into the bedroom and Brennan was sound asleep.

"Bones, Bones wake up." he sat on her side of the bed and turned the lamp on.

"Hmm?" she woke and palmed the sleep from her eyes.

"Bones, I think Christine has a fever." Brennan could hear her daughter's muffled sobs and the worry in Booth's voice, so she opened her eyes. Sitting up, she reached for Christine. "Let me see. Here baby girl, come to mummy." Booth handed her over to Brennan and she cradled Christine in her arms. Bending down she placed her lips on Christine's forehead.

Looking up at Booth with worried eyes, she asked him to get the baby thermometer from the bathroom. Seeing her worry, Booth quickly did what was asked of him. He came back with the thermometer and handed it to Brennan.

Brennan placed the device at the back of Christine's neck and it read 39.7˚C.

"39.7, Booth. Get me a cold wash cloth, please." Brennan looked at to him with love.

Booth again, did what was asked of him, with no questions. His little girl was sick, he knew that. Coming back from the bathroom, he handed the wash cloth to Brennan, who put it on Christine's forehead.

"What do we do now, Bones? Do we need to take her to the hospital? Rebecca did this with Parker, is it the same with babies as it is for children?" Booth's voice was shaky.

"Booth, look at me, come here," he moved closer to Brennan and she reached out her hand. "It's going to be okay. She will be fine. We just have to watch if her temperature gets higher," Christine had calmed down a little bit and was now looking up to her mother. "It might be that she is teething. That can cause pain and discomfort. We just have to sit up with her for a while. You can go back to sleep if you want." she kissed his hand.

"No way, Bones. This is something we are doing together," he smiled at her.

"I'll just do some paperwork and we will sit up with her for as long as we need." Booth kissed Christine on the top of the head and got up to collect his paperwork.

Brennan stroked her daughter's back and rocked herself back and forth. Christine's eyes slowly closed and the little girl was off to sleep. Brennan bent her head back to rest on the headboard and closed her eyes. Booth came back into their bedroom with an armful of paperwork and slowly lowered himself back into bed, pulling the covers over him again. Propping his pillow against the headboard he looked over to Brennan. Her head rested on the headboard, her eyes closed and he wondered if she was asleep again. He was startled as she opened her eyes.

"Booth, thank you." she turned her head and looked at him.

"Why, Bones?" he put his right hand on her thigh.

"For sitting up with us." she smiled at him.

"Of course. We are in this together, Bones. You and me and our daughter. She finally asleep?" he said, tossing his head to his daughter.

"Yes, hopefully she will sleep for a while and we can get some sleep too. Maybe we should slide her cot in here with us."

"Hmm, okay, if you think that will help. I'll go and drag it in." Booth moved the open paperwork on his lap to the bed and got up slowly, as to not rock the bed.

"Careful of your back, Booth. Please."

Luckily Christine's room wasn't far and Booth was back within a few minutes, dragging the cot as quietly as he could.

He set it by Brennan's side of the bed and Brennan got up from the bed. Carefully she moved Christine from her arms to place her down and she awoke. Within seconds she was crying at the top of her lungs.

"Shhh, shh Christine. Shhh baby girl. It's alright. Alright, alright. Booth, I think she just wants to be held for a while. I'll try and feed her and maybe she will fall into a deeper sleep." Brennan got back into bed and Booth pulled the covers over her legs.

"I feel helpless," Booth said as he was pacing at the foot of the bed. "I should know what to do, I read all those baby books."

"Booth, sit down with us and cuddle me. Stop your pacing, it's just a small fever. We just have to make sure it doesn't go any higher." her look was reassuring. He sat down on the bed again and pulled the paperwork up to his lap. Leaning over, he kissed Brennan's cheek.

"I overreacted, didn't I? I overreacted like that day with Parker, when I had that irrational thought."

"You're a father, Booth. It's your job to worry about your children. Like I've said before, you are an excellent father. Parker and Christine are lucky to have you." she looked into his eyes, hugging him with her stare.

They got comfortable, Booth was doing his paperwork and Brennan was breastfeeding Christine. Time slipped by and Booth looked over at the clock. It was 3:15 and he was almost a waking zombie. Brennan got up from the bed, Christine heavy and asleep in her arms. She placed her down in the cot and got back into bed. Snuggling up to Booth's side, she planted a kiss on his bare shoulder and said, "We should try and get some sleep just incase she wakes up again." she slid down underneath the covers.

"I think that's a good idea, Bones." he picked up the paperwork from his lap and carefully put it on the bedside table. Turning the lamp off, he snuggled back under the covers and pulled Brennan close to him. His nose just inches from hers. Reaching his lips out he planted a soft kiss on her lips. Turning over to snuggle her back into his hard chest, they were asleep before either of them knew it.

-B&B-

Brennan fought to go back to her dream. In her sleepy state she thought the crying she heard was in her head until she realized Christine was now awake and screaming. Opening her eyes, she sat up quickly in bed and Booth's arm fell from her side. Looking over Booth's shoulder to the clock on the bedside table, they had only been asleep for half an hour and the clock read; 3:45am.

Not caring if she woke Booth, she ripped the covers off and attended to her daughter.

Picking her up from the cot, she ushered calming words to her daughter.

"Okay baby, shhh," she bounced her slowly up and down.

"Booth! Booth, wake up. Booth!"

"What? huh?" Booth sat bolt upright in bed. "Hey, what? I'm up, I'm up."

Hearing Christine cry, Booth turned his head to face Brennan.

"Can you just check her temperature while I hold her?" Brennan kissed the top of Christine's head.

Booth got up and grabbed the thermometer from the bedside table and placed it on the back of Christine's neck. "40˚C, Bones. It went up. What do we do now?"

"See if we have any children's liquid paracetamol in the bathroom."

Booth looked at Brennan with worry. She palmed his cheek. "She is going to be just fine, Booth. Don't worry, please. She can sense it, I can feel her tighten her body. Just relax and she will relax too."

"Sorry." her words eased him a little and he went to check the medicine cabinet.

"Oh Booth," Brennan called into the bathroom. "Get me a latex glove while you are in there. They are in the bottom draw"

Booth found the paracetamol and come back with it and a glove in his hand.

"Why do you need a glove, Bones?" he looked at her with question in his eyes.

"I just want to see if she is teething and because she won't settle long enough for me to wash my hands before I stick them in her mouth, the glove is the next best thing. Can you put it on my hand for me please." Brennan shifted Christine's weight to her left hip and gave Booth her right hand.

Christine's face was bright red and tears streamed down her face as Booth put the glove on Brennan's hand.

Brennan opened Christine's mouth and stuck her pointer finger in along her gums. They were swollen and Christine tried to move away when Brennan's finger glided over her gums. She kissed her on the head and looked to Booth.

"She's teething, I'll give her some paracetamol and hopefully that will ease her pain and we can all get some sleep." Booth measured out 5ml of the pain relieving liquid into the syringe and feed it to Christine, making sure she swallowed all of it.

Brennan nursed Christine until she fell asleep and then put her down again. Taking off the glove and throwing it in the bin next to the bedside table, she rolled her neck and looked down at her daughter. "Sleep, sweetheart." she smiled and got back into bed, hoping sleep would come to the three of them.

-B&B-

It had been a hard day at work for Booth. He had paperwork up to his ears and it was due in the next day. He was tired because he and Brennan had been up with Christine four times in the middle of the night. He got limited sleep and was a walking zombie around the office. He had taken a short nap at 2pm but was still very tired. Brennan had stayed home with Christine. Her temperature had gone down but she was still sick.

Looking at the clock on his desk, he pushed his chair back and got up, pulling his jacket off the back of the chair. He reached down and turned his computer off. He was looking forward to getting home. He was excited to see Parker, to kiss Brennan and see how his little girl was.

Walking out of his office at 4.30 on a Friday afternoon was a rarity and he bathed in the fact that he didn't have to be back there until Monday. Reaching the elevator, he pulled out his phone and hit speed dial one.

"Hey, Bones," he said after 3 short rings. "I'm just leaving the office. Do we need anything at home? Is Christine okay?"

After hearing that he didn't need to stop at the store and that his daughter was fine, he stepped into the elevator that took him down to his car.

-B&B-

Booth got home in record time, the traffic was just starting to hit peak hour when he left the office but he somehow managed to miss it.

Walking in the front door, he was greeted by the smell of macaroni and cheese and the happy, healthy sounding little giggle of Christine, who was playing in her playpen. He smiled and took a deep breath in and headed towards to kitchen. He took off his jacket and tie and slung them over the back of the kitchen chair.

"Hiya Bones. That smells amazing. Are you making this because you know it's my favourite?" he said as he wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Yes and because I know Parker likes it too. Nothing less than the best for my two favourite guys."

"Aww," he dropped a kiss on her neck. "Thank you. How was Christine today?"

"She was fine when you left but at about 8:30 she started screaming again and so I had to give her more pain relief. She seems to be a little more settled now. Her temperature is higher than normal but nothing to worry about. You look tired. It's only 4:45, Booth. You should go and have a nap for half an hour. You must be so tired." she continued stirring the pot in front of her.

"What about you?" Booth pulled away and looked into her eyes. "You must be tired too."

"I had a sleep when Christine did this afternoon. I'm alright. Go to sleep, I'll wake you in thirty minutes." she pecked him on the lips.

He grabbed her around the waist and drew her closer to him, smashing his lips to hers. She melted into him, allowing their tongues to find each other. She put her hands on his chest and pushed him away form her, braking the kiss.

He smiled and headed towards the stairs.

Once he reached their bedroom he unbuttoned his shirt and let it drop to the floor, followed by his pants, which made a clinking sound as his cocky belt buckled hit the wooden floor.

He didn't even bother pulling back the covers as he dropped, face first onto the bed, his head hitting the pillows with a soft flop.

-B&B-

Brennan busied herself in the kitchen getting dinner ready, when she looked at the clock and realized it was 5:30. Turning the stove off, she went upstairs to wake Booth.

She turned the door handle of their bedroom and smiled as she saw Booth laying flat on his stomach in only his boxers. She crawled up the bed and straddled his thighs. Leaning down she placed a soft kiss on his shoulder, then one on his ear and whispered, "Booth, it's time to get up."

He fluttered his eyes open and moaned at her.

"I was having a wonderful dream, Bones. You were naked, it was fantastic."

"I'm sure it was. I look great naked," she bit his ear. "Now, up. Parker will be here soon and I'm sure you want to shower."

She got off him and headed towards the door, leaving him to have a shower.

Brennan pulled out the plates and cutlery and put them on the kitchen island. Opening the third draw under the bench, she pulled out the place mats and coasters and put them on the top of the bench as well. She turned back to the stove and poured the macaroni and cheese into a big oven-safe dish and sprinkled cheese over the top, then transferred it to the hot waiting oven.

She was tired, truth be told she only had a twenty minute nap this afternoon and she felt like she was a bit of a zombie. Picking up the plates, she set about setting the table. She made sure everything was in its rightful order and then moved to the playpen to watch Christine play for a while. The soft giggle of her daughter always filled her heart. Christine looked up to her mother and giggled, amused that her mother was watching her. Brennan lent down and stroked her daughter's hair. Christine giggled again.

"Mama." she clapped her hands together.

"Oh my God, Christine," Brennan was smiling from ear to ear. She picked her daughter up and cuddled her.

"Your first word. BOOTH!" Brennan ran up the stairs with Christine.

Booth came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his hips.

"What? Is she okay?" he looked at Christine and then to Brennan.

Excitedly, she nodded, "Yes she is fine. She just said her first word." Brennan grinned.

Booth's heart melted. He was so happy that his baby girl had said her first word but also annoyed that he missed it. He bent down and kissed her head.

"What did she say?" he just couldn't wipe the smile off his face, he didn't think anything could right now.

"Mama." Brennan beamed with pride.

"Mama Bones. See, I told you." Booth grabbed his girls into a tight hug.

"Her little voice is very cute, I'm sorry you weren't there, Booth." she looked at him with worry.

'Oh no, Bones. It's fine," he looked at Christine. "Did you say 'Mama'? Did you make your mummy smile, huh?" He kissed her head and she cooed at him.

"We are so proud of you, Christine. Here take her for a minute, I want to check the food." she handed Christine off to Booth and started walking out of the bedroom. Christine put her arms out for her mother, "Mama."

Brennan turned and looked at Booth, they both smiled.

"That is the sweetest sound I've ever heard, Bones."

"I know, isn't it just." she smiled and left the room. Booth moved to sit on the bed with Christine.

"I'll be there to see your first steps. I promise." he cuddled his little girl tight.

-B&B-

It was 6.10pm and Brennan and Booth were curled up on the couch, waiting for Parker to arrive. As they sat there, Christine played loudly in her playpen. She looked so much healthier than the previous night, as she smacked her blocks down. Booth was sitting tense in the chair, watching her.

"Booth, relax okay," Brennan planted a kiss on his neck. "I know you'll miss him, but I'm sure he will be allowed to call you while he is away." she patted his thigh.

"I know, Bones. I just can't wait until he isn't property anymore. He's nearly twelve. He needs to feel secure."

"We can give him that. Relax." she planted another sweet kiss on his neck and trailed her lips to his jaw, kissing him as she went. Moving out of his arms, she shifted her weight and lifted her left leg over his, to straddle his thighs. She kissed his chin and her tongue flicked out of her mouth to trail over his stubble. His hands found her hips and he pushed her away, saying, "Bones, Parker will be here soon." she stopped her ministrations, smiled at him and continued, mumbling on his lips, "I don't care." her voice was soft and she purred like a happy kitten. Her mouth trapped his and she kissed him hard. Her tongue asked for permission to enter his mouth and as if on auto-pilot, his mouth opened for her and he moaned. The kiss was deep and tongues probed. "Bones! Bones, Christine is right there." she captured his lips again and pecked him softly. "She's six months old, Booth. She doesn't know any better and we are just kissing." she trailed her fingernails down his throat and to his shirt.

"If we continue, you know where this is-" he was stopped mid sentence as Brennan ground her hips over his erection.

"Where is this going?" her words dripped from her lips with lust.

"This is quickly heading in the direction of 'Seeley cums in his pants' if you don't stop grinding against me, Bones." she continued her grinding as he moaned, warnings tumbling from his lips in faux protest.

"Bones, really, please stop. I do not want to cum in my pants." he kissed her softly. She stopped and looked into his eyes.

Their gaze was broken by Booth's cell phone ringing in the suit jacket he had left over the back of the kitchen chair. Brennan stood up so he could get his phone.

Not noticing the number, he answered with, "Booth!" Listening for a few moments, Brennan saw his face turn ghostly white as the colour drained from his cheeks. His body stiffened and his fist curled into a tight ball. Brennan, worried for him, got up off the couch and slung an arm around him. He turned his head to her, looking into her eyes in terror. Brennan could hear, "Mr Booth? Mr Booth are you there?" coming from the speaker of the phone. Booth swallowed hard, nodded and said, "Yes, thank you. I will be right there." he ended the call and slumped into the chair and looked at Brennan. His eyes were in shock. He held her gaze for a moment and then burst out in tears.

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AN: I know, I know... cliffhanger. I'm sorry but this is a great place to stop... *evil laugh*

For all of you wondering, Christine's temperature was 103˚F.

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