Wow... you REALLY want to read this chapter... I never got so many reviews!

You guys are sooooooooo awesome and I loved each one of them, even if 99.8% had the words "evil" or "mean" or both of them, of course, directed to me. LOL

I'm not that mean... come on... remember I'm traveling and I'm still updating... a mean person would post that chapter and forget about the story for three months... ;)

I'm sorry I couldn't reply to your reviews this time, as you know I'm not at home and I don't have much time... and when I have my brother annoys the hell out of me asking me to leave the computer... ¬¬

But I promise I'll reply all the reviews this time!

Oh, some people asked me how Tommy looked like, I described him some chapters ago.. but here we go: he's chubby, almost bald apart for some auburn/light brown hair (just because I think bald babies are the cutest) and has blue eyes.

By the way, I SWEAR I had no idea of the meaning of the name Thomas, I just found out when I was looking for things for this chapter. It's just a name I love for a boy. It was just a coincidence that it means what it means...

I know everyone has been waiting for this moment since the beginning of the story... I really hope it won't disappoint you!

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"Bones... who is this kid?" Booth asked her, confusion all over his face.

Brennan froze for a moment, completely shocked by the unexpected visitor. He wasn't supposed to show up there like that. He wasn't supposed to find out about Tommy that way. She had made an entire speech in her mind about what she would tell him and now she couldn't even process a complete sentence in her brain.

"He- he's my son." She gasped, finally understanding what people meant when they said they felt like they had their hearts in their mouths.

"Your son?" Booth narrowed his eyes, finding hard to believe in that information. "Why didn't you tell me you adopted while you were in Indonesia? I know it's been quite common for wealthy people to adopt children from Asia, but I gotta tell you, Bones, I was not expecting you would come back from there with a child in your arms." He let out a laugh and bent down on his knees next to the baby's carrier, hoping to get a better view of the kid.

"Booth…" She tried to say, but words were stuck in her throat.

"He's very cute, Bones, I'm not surprised you couldn't resist adopting him." Booth smiled and brushed the baby's cheek tenderly. The little boy didn't move, he was completely lost in his deep sleep. "What's his name?"

"Tommy." Brennan said, her heart jumping inside her chest. "Thomas."

"Oh, so you are the famous Thomas." He told the little boy in a baby voice, a big grin showing up on his face. And he was jealous thinking Thomas was a man who was stealing his Bones from him… Booth chuckled with his stupid thought. Believe me, this guy is the most adorable male I've ever seen in my life, Angela told him that day. She wasn't wrong. This little guy was quite adorable. Something hit him when he noticed the baby's name. "Thomas, the one who only believes in what he can see and in what he can touch." He chuckled. "Why am I not surprised?" He asked the baby sweetly.

Brennan was watching her partner interacting with her son in such a lovely way that she felt her heart aching. He thought Thomas was adopted. He had no idea that little boy he was treating so tenderly was his own son.

Tommy opened his eyes slowly and stared at the unfamiliar face with his cerulean blue eyes. The man suddenly froze when the baby looked at him and opened a happy smile, the same one Angela told him could melt everyone's heart.

Booth didn't know much about geography and world's population, but he was pretty sure blue eyed-babies weren't very common in Indonesia. Especially that shade of blue. He only knew one other pair of eyes who shared the same amazing color. One pair that was staring at him at that exactly moment and covered by tears.

"Booth…" She tried again, the tears falling loosely from her eyes.

He looked at her and back at the baby, his jaw dropped while a million situations were running through his mind. That boy couldn't be younger than three-months old. If he was Brennan's biological son, she would have gotten pregnant right before she flied to Indonesia or a couple of weeks after she arrived there. Somehow, the second option seemed very unlikely for him. Even though Temperance Brennan didn't mind having casual sex, he highly doubted she would sleep with someone that soon after their night together.

And Booth knew she didn't sleep with anyone for a long time before that night.

But those evidences lead him to a conclusion that he didn't want to believe. Because she wouldn't do such a thing with him. She was the person he trusted the most in the world. She wouldn't hide his son from him. She wouldn't hurt him that way.

"Bones…" He looked at her and Brennan saw tears in those eyes for the second time in a year. For the second time because of her. She hated herself for doing that.

She knew that that little word was implied with a lot of questions, questions she wasn't willing to answer but she knew she had to.

Sobbing, she closed her eyes, bit her lips and nodded her head, confirming what he was fearing. "Yes… he's yours."

Her voice was so low that he almost couldn't hear what she had said, but the nod confirmed it was exactly what he heard she said.

That that little baby was his son.

Booth looked at the kid once more and smiled between his tears. Ignoring Brennan completely for a couple of minutes, he just stared at the boy, who was smiling back at him, without a hint of an idea about what was happening in there.

"Hey." Booth said tickling him lightly on the chest. Tommy let out one of his cheerful screams and held his dad's finger in a tight grip. Booth chuckled, his heart immediately swelling with love for that innocent little boy.

He had a son. Bones had his son. That crazy night originated a child. A beautiful child.

A beautiful child who never met his father because he didn't know about him until that moment he broke into his partner's office to give her phone back to her.

"You had no right." Booth raised his head to look at her, his expression changing completely from delight to utter contempt. "You. had. no. right." He said between clenched teeth.

"Booth…" Was that the only word she would say?

"Was that the reason you slept with me that night?" He asked her, raising his voice a little showing his sudden scorn for her. "Because you wanted to get pregnant? Was because of that that you went to my apartment and seduced me with that ridiculous speech that you didn't want to die without knowing what was there between us? Because you knew you were 'fertile' that night and I would be completely unable to resist you because you knew I was madly in love with you?" He hated her at that moment. All the love he had for her suddenly turned into disdain. The tears falling down his flushed face broke her heart. "Answer me, Temperance!" He demanded when she didn't say anything.

"No!" She yelled angry. How could he accuse her of doing such a horrible thing? Did he think she was that cold?

"No?" He snorted. "Because right now it pretty much seems like it."

"Why would I do that if I still have that donation you made a couple of years ago?" She snapped back, suddenly becoming very annoyed too. "It's not like I needed to sleep with you to get impregnated, Booth. The chances of that happening in an artificial procedure were much higher. And if you don't recall, you wore a condom that night."

It was true. He remembered he was very careful about that exactly because he didn't want this happening. He lost the count of how many times he dreamed about having a family with her, but he didn't want it happening this way. He didn't want another child out of the wedlock. In all his dreams where Bones had his baby, he was there by her side during every step of her pregnancy, enjoying every moment with her, spoiling her in every possible way.

But she messed everything up. He wondered if she would ever tell him about the baby if he didn't find them there those minutes before.

The world was a funny place. How could he ever imagine what was waiting for him when he entered that familiar office?

"Had you ever planned to tell me about him?" He asked, now not as angry as before, but majorly disappointed, which, in Brennan's opinion, was much worse.

"I was going to tell you that night at the mall." She took all her strength to talk. "I wanted to tell you, Booth. I did. But you told me to not try to contact you while you were away, that you needed that time away from me to move on with your life, that you wouldn't be able to do that if you talked to me."

"Goddammit, Temperance! I think even someone as oblivious as you would realize that you getting pregnant with my baby was a good reason to break that request!" He said, anger taking over him again.

His words hurt her much more than if he slapped her in the face. She didn't mind people calling her oblivious or weird or anything like that. She was used to it. But hearing that from Booth was a stung in the heart.

"You would make me come back to DC." She said between sobs, but still not daring to break down completely in front of him. "You would come back and everything would be the same. Maybe worse. We needed that time alone, Booth, we couldn't give up everything just because you got me pregnant."

"I had the right to know I was going to be a father!" He yelled, his face completely red.

In all those years she worked with Booth, Brennan never saw him so angry.

"Not when that would make you screw with our lives!" She yelled back, thanking silently for it being already late afternoon and the lab being empty apart from them. "It seems I was right, because you had no problems moving on!" She added bitterly.

"You're right." He snorted, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing. "Thank God I met Hannah, someone who really loves me and has a heart in the chest instead of a stone!"

Ouch.

"You're a jerk." She narrowed her eyes, even bluer now because of the tears. She hated him. She really hated him at that moment. He had the right to be mad at her, but there was no need to offend her that way.

"Hmm… then we are just the perfect match, aren't we, Temperance?" He said sarcastically. She hated that he was calling her Temperance."The cold fish and the jerk."

Tommy started crying, first only a whimper but quickly screaming on the top of his lungs, as if he knew his parents were fighting and most of it was because of him.

"Look what you've done…" Brennan threw him a disdain gaze and took her baby in her arms, rocking him gently while murmuring softly words in his ears. Booth could yell at her as much as he wanted, but he would not upset her innocent child. "It's okay, Tommy… don't cry, we are just mad, but everything will be fine, honey, I promise… shhh… it's okay…" She rubbed the baby's back and kissed his head, bouncing gently trying to calm him down.

Suddenly the anger drained from Booth's body as he watched her soothing the baby so naturally. She was good. He was right when he told her a couple of years before that she would be a great mother. The boy relaxed as soon as she took him in his arms, his little head now leaning on her shoulder.

Bones loved that little boy, he could see it. She could have been a bitch to him and not giving a damn about breaking his already bruised heart more times than he could count, but she did love their son.

Booth stared at them in silence for some seconds and wiped a tear from his face.

"Where are you going?" She asked worried as he rubbed his face with both his hands, turned around silently and walked towards the door.

Would he really go away just like that?

"I need time to think, Bones." He sighed, no feelings in his voice. "I need to time to let everything I just heard sink in and I can't do that here staring at you." Booth looked down and took a deep breath before looking at her again. "I'm sure you understand why you're not my favorite person at the moment, right?" He let out a sarcastically laugh. He wished it was all a nightmare and that he would wake up soon in that coma dream of his, where they were happily married and expecting a child together.

Brennan closed her eyes and nodded her head, holding Tommy tightly against her chest as hoping the baby would give her strength.

Giving her and their son one last look, Booth grabbed the doorknob.

"Take care of him."

And with that, he was gone.

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*passes kleenex box*

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Will you leave me a review or you really, really hate me at the moment? *pouts*

Does it make things any better if I tell it wasn't easier for me to write than it was for you to read?

No? *frowns*

Dammit.