And Here we go again. Here's the second last chapter. Great episode of Bones we had last week. Our B and B saying I love you. Wow. So unlike them. So unlike her. I never, ever expected I'd hear Brennan tell someone she loves them. Even if it is Booth. And little Michael is incredibly cute. Lol. This season is going to BEEE GREAT. I just wish we had a longer season though.

A PICTURE TELLS A STORY: THE GREEN EYED MONSTER.

CHAPTER 10. WE'RE EXPECTING pt1.

DISLAIMER. BONES DOESNT BELONG TO ME. IT BELONGS TO FOX.

Brennan held onto little Michael. She looked down and noticed that he was asleep. She glanced over towards the table where Hannah was telling a story about what she couldn't tell; she wasnt really that interested in hearing it. But she could tell she was excited by the way she was using her hands to communicate to the people at the table. She felt bitter as she saw how spell bound her team still was with her. Hannah had that power. She really wished that Angela hadnt invited her here. When she saw Hannah's fingers brush against Booth's she almost dropped Michael onto the floor. But luckily she held on more tightly. Angela watched Brennan's face and she sighed. She really shouldnt have invited Hannah, she had realized that too late, but at the time she had just wanted to show off her beautiful kid to as many people as she could. Angela had noticed that Brennan seemed really quiet, not just today, but for the last few weeks. She had also been sick a lot. Brennan had taken the last few days of work; flu, she had said, but Angela wasn't sure whether she actually believed that; flu didn't normally last more than a week.

Booth almost flushed at Hannah's touch. He wasn't sure whether she had done that on purpose or; or if in her excitement of telling a story about a unusual coworker she had come across in New York she had accidentally done it. He readjusted his seat and finished off his pie. He glanced over at the baby chair near the sofa where little Michael was sleeping.

Booth had smiled as Brennan walked in. Booth had been a little bit surprised when little Michael had squealed when he saw Bones immediately opening his arms for a hug, as if he could sense that she was feeling uneasy and unhappy. Brennan had been glad to give Michael a hug, and she had found comfort in his little arms. He had charmed the entire lot of them with his cooing and laughing; even charming Cam who had tried to keep the situation from turning into a gush fest; after a few hours of being handed from one person to the next he had fallen asleep in Brennan's arms. Booth had enjoyed that picture very much. Although Brennan still looked a little pale; there was a slight rosy flush to her cheeks. She looked so beautiful. Booth thought as he watched her, he felt his heart beating a little faster as he noticed the gentle look on her face as she followed Angela into little Michael's room and gently placed him into the crib that he had helped Hodgin's assemble. Hodgin's had been incredibly frustrated and hadn't known how to make the crib; he was the bug guy, not the handy man, builder type of guy.

Sweets, Daisy and a few of the other squintern's who had come to the party had already left and now only Hannah, Booth, Hodgin's, Angela and Cam remained. Brennan stood by Michael's crib and watched him sleeping. She heard the laughter coming from the kitchen. Brennan didn't want to watch or to listen to Hannah charming everyone; she noticed that Hodgin's still stared at Hannah like she was a babe and the others listened to her talking with a smile on their faces. She watched as Booth finished off his last piece of pie and piled his dessert plate on top of the other plates. She walked into the room and offered to do the dishes for them; she wanted to keep busy. Cam also offered to help and Brennan didn't have the heart to say no. Brennan walked into the kitchen, put the plug into the sink and turned on the hot water. She waited as the sink filled up with water and then watched as the bubbles grew larger after she added the detergent. She stood there for a second and then glanced up when she heard the sound of the plates being placed on the counter by Cam.

'Are you okay Dr. Brennan?' Cam asked her.

'Yes. I'm fine. I'll wash you can dry.' Said Brennan trying to keep her tone light and steady.

Cam glanced at her sharply but didn't say anything. She just grabbed the wet mug that Brennan had just washed and started to dry it with a tea towel.

'So what are the men like in New York?' Asked Angela.

'Is that really the only thing you want to know Angie?' Asked Hodgins winking at her over the table.'

'Why shouldn't I ask that, Hodgin's? You've spent the last few hours staring at Hannah like...'

'Aww. You're jealous...That's sweet.'

'The men? They're cute, that's for sure. But they are definitely not as nice as Booth...' Said Hannah leaning towards Booth, teasingly.

'Aww..' Exclaimed Angela and Hodgin's together. And then they jumped a little bit when they heard a smash from the kitchen. One of the plates had fallen and smashed into a few pieces.

'Oh my god. I'm so sorry, Angela,' said Brennan. She felt ashamed. How was it possible to feel like you were sixteen again? She remembered when she was in foster care, when she had been locked in the boot of the car for accidentally smashing a few dishes because the water had been too hot and she hadn't been paying close attention to what she was doing. She had to remind herself that she wasn't a kid and that breaking a plate wasn't that big of a deal. She wasn't sixteen anymore. She wasn't in foster care. But Brennan felt the same emotions that she had felt that day.

'It's okay, Bren. Sweetie. Are you okay?' Asked Angela looking at her friend in concern and giving her a hug.

'I... I'm fine. Just a bug. I just can't seem to shake this bug. Thanks, Angela. Brennan felt grateful for the hug.'

'I'll finish the dishes, Dr. Brennan,' said Cam who had found that the plate had mainly broken into large pieces.

'You look exhausted, sweetie. Why don't you go to the guest room and lie down for a bit.' Suggested Angela, gently.

Brennan was about to refuse but she really didn't feel that well. She was nauseous. And she was tired. She gratefully took the offer and walked into the guest room. She closed the door and looked around the room at the piles and piles of gifts – baby clothes, baby toys, giant teddy bears, baby blankets, diapers...her head swam with all the things she would need to prepare for a baby. Sure, she had nine months. Nine months to prepare to raise a baby for the next twenty years. Nine months is not enough time. Brennan lay down on the bed and winced slightly as the blanket brushed against her breasts. They were sore and sensitive. Just another symptom of pregnancy thought Brennan as she closed her eyes for a few minutes.

Cam, Angela, Hodgins, Booth and Hannah sat at the table silently and a little bit uncomfortably. The spell appeared to be broken. Booth was very concerned about Brennan. Angela felt guilty about inviting Hannah to their party; she had to kick herself for that; she should have been a better friend to Brennan. Hannah felt uneasy and guilty for trying to flirt with Booth in front of Brennan. She had to remind herself that she was the one who had chosen this. She had turned down Booth's proposal. They had broken up. Booth had the right to move on with whomever he wanted to and she had no right to try to spoil things for them. Booth had already told her that he felt something for Brennan so why did she feel the need to flirt with him? Hannah sighed in relief when her phone rang. She needed a distraction. Her face lit up as she listened to the voice on the other end.

'Angela I'm going to have to leave. Thank you so much for inviting me. You two have a beautiful baby, congratulations. It was really nice knowing you.'

'Thanks for coming, Said Angela. Good luck with everything.'

'Booth can you walk me outside, I need to talk to you.' Asked Hannah. Booth followed her outside wondering what else Hannah needed to say to him. Hadn't they said everything they needed to say at the diner last week?

To be continued.

I was planning to finish this story today, but i've had enough of writing for one day. We're having a heat wave here in Australia and I just feel so tired and restless. One of those hot days when you're walking up and down the house itching for something to do, but at the same time not wanting to do anything at all. Anyways, there's one more chapter after this and then I'll be including some alternate/deleted scenes from a few of the chapters. I've had these interconnected stories pre-planned but in the course of weeks and months, sometimes you end up coming up with new ideas, therefore the whole direction of the story changes.