Antonia's body hit the wall hard, her head slamming against the door frame knocked her out, and the moments that followed were a blur for everyone. Aiden nearly fell down the stairs to get to her, and Booth was at her side in an instant, lying her on her back, checking for bleeding, talking to her, begging for her to wake up. When she crumpled to the ground, she had mostly slid down the wall to the floor, her arm having instinctively held onto herself as her mind went black. She was lying half in the kitchen, half in the living room, her eyes closed as she lay motionless.

In what felt like minutes for everyone else was just a second or two, and when Antonia's eyes opened she was lying on her back, staring up at her family with a sharp pain in the back of her head. She sucked in a deep breath of almost shock at seeing everyone above her, and in just that second, everything suddenly erupted into chaos when everyone started talking at the same time. Loud voices, soft voices, ringing in her ears, she couldn't quite comprehend anything anyone was saying as everyone started arguing about how to get her up, whether or not to bring her to the hospital, someone mentioned calling 911 to get an ambulance.

"Oh God." Antonia exclaimed, closing her eyes tightly. "Oh God." She said again, as everyone stared at her with a stunned expression. There was a moment of silence between everyone, until she opened her eyes again and turned her head, wincing as she looked into Aiden's concerned, but calm eyes.

"Is it the baby? Are you having contractions? We need to get her up." Someone said, but Antonia's head was spinning, and she couldn't decipher the voice. She kept her eyes on Aiden's as he knelt beside her and held her hand tightly, waiting for her to tell him what she needed.

"No! Don't move her, she could have a neck injury!" Someone else exclaimed, which was immediately argued with as the chaos continued around them. She could hear her mother's voice softly speaking to someone, and the shadow of people leaving the room, completely unaware of the movement around her.

"Stop!" Antonia shouted suddenly, calming the riot for just a moment. "Just… please shut up everyone…" She grunted, though speaking was making her head pound. She tried to roll to her side, and Aiden could see that she was having difficulty breathing. He moved so that he was lying beside her on the floor. His arm was around her as he pulled her to her side, holding her there so that they were face to face. "Everyone just shut up." She whimpered. "I can't breathe." She growled.

"She can't breathe." Aiden's voice broke through the drum line in her head. "Just… just let her have some air, she needs to lay on her side." He said, feeling Antonia push herself into him, his hand was on her head as he felt the bump on the back of her head. He tucked his head into her shoulder, and held her for a moment as she breathed him in.

"Aiden… Melody." She whimpered into him.

"Grace has her." He said, knowing that she had scooped up the little girl and Parker got the boys and they whisked them all upstairs just a moment earlier. "It's okay."

"I'm not going to the hospital." She groaned, pulling away slightly, staring into his eyes. "I'm not. No hospital."

"The ambulance is on the way." JV said, watching Antonia's angry glare hit him, her hand moved down to hold her belly as she and Aiden lay on the floor facing one another.

"No!" Antonia shouted. "No ambulance!" She exclaimed as she started to cry.

Aiden pulled her into him as she sobbed into his shoulder, his eyes looking up at Booth as he watched them with an alarmed expression. "I don't think the ambulance is a good idea." He said, shaking his head. "She won't get into it."

"Like hell she won't!" Booth exclaimed. "You need to go to the hospital, Antonia!"

"No." She sobbed. "No hospital. I'm fine." She cried. "Aiden, do not let them take me in an ambulance. I swear, I will have a panic attack. No ambulance."

"Tex, you have to calm down." He whispered into her ear, aware of the many eyes on them lying there. "They'll strap you down and drag you out of here if you don't calm down." He whispered.

"Not helping." She sobbed. "Not helping."

"It's okay." He whispered. "Other than your head, are you in any other pain?" He asked.

"No." She whispered.

"Are you lying to me?"

"Do you want me to crack you in the nose for a second Christmas in a row?" She snapped, watching his eyes widen in surprise. "Oh…" she whimpered. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry." She whispered.

"It's okay." He said, keenly aware of everyone hovering around them, and the anxiety and fear she was feeling right now. He just needed her to remain as calm as possible. "Just remember though, this Christmas, you were the first one lying on the floor of the kitchen." He said, a bit of humor in his eyes, he watched the slight smile on her lips as she let a slight giggle escape. "I love you." He whispered.

"I love you." She whimpered.

"You have to get up though, okay? That's the first step to convincing these yo-yos that you're fine." Aiden said.

"Hey!" Booth snorted.

"Will you help me?" She whispered.

"Of course. And I won't once make a joke about needing an industrial sized crane." He said, feeling her hand smack into his arm as she laughed.

"You're such an ass." She said to him, watching his green eyes sparkle at her.

"You're the one lying on the kitchen floor." He said, watching her try to hide her smile from him.

"I'm not the only one." She said with a shuddered sigh.

"Touche." He said with a laugh, as he sat up slowly. "I'm going to get behind you, wrap my arms under your arms and pull you up." He said, watching her nod her head.

He stood up, and glanced over to Temperance and Booth, who were talking to one another, watching them closely. JV walked toward him and Aiden nodded as he positioned himself by Antonia's feet. Aiden reached down, locking his arms under her shoulders.

"Hey, hey. No." Booth said, coming toward them. "Aiden, she should stay lying down, the ambulance is going to be here soon."

"No ambulance." Aiden said. "One, two… Three." He said, pulling Antonia, she was able to get to her feet, pushing herself back into Aiden, JV kept them both steady. She turned around and wrapped her arms around Aiden. "Hey, I've got you." He whispered. "I've got you."

She gripped him tightly, closing her eyes against him as she fought the dizziness from getting up so quickly, mixed with the pounding in her head. She could feel her parent's presence, and was happy that JV had stepped away to give them a moment, though she was starting to feel a bit stifled. "I am okay." She whispered.

"Let me see your eyes." Aiden said, feeling her arms pull from around him, he looked into her dark eyes for a moment, searching them with his own.

"I'm okay." She whispered. "I need some ice for my head."

"How about the baby?"

"Pele Fitzgerald is doing just fine." She said, placing her hand on her belly. "I need to talk to Melody." She said, starting to turn away from him.

"No." Booth said, shaking his head, approaching them. "She will be punished. Her behavior was unacceptable." His voice was slightly raised, and he found himself on the other end of Antonia's angry stare. "What?"

"She's our responsibility. We will deal with the punishment." She snapped.

"Antonia, please sit down." Temperance said, reaching for her daughter, who pulled her hand away from her mother's reach.

"No." She said, turning toward the living room. "I need to find Melody. I need her to know that I'm okay." She stepped out into the living room with Aiden behind her.

"She probably doesn't even know what happened!" Booth called after her, lifting his hand to his forehead, he started pacing.

"Booth, you need to calm down." Temperance said, as she could literally feel his blood pressure rising with each step. "She's okay. She's fighting back, she's fine. Just a bump on the head."

"She fell onto the ground! She hit the ground, Bones! Maybe she's fine, but we don't know about the baby!" He shouted, his face red, his hands trembling. "She's being selfish and pigheaded, and stubborn!"

"If you don't stop and take a deep breath, you're going to be the one that needs the ambulance." Temperance said, stopping him mid stride.

"Bones." He said, his voice a whine. She could see the desperation in his expression.

"She said that she is fine, Booth."

"And when she says she's fine, it means the exact same thing as when you say you're fine. It means leave me alone, I can handle this on my own even if I'm really not fine, I just want to do everything by myself because I don't need you, and I don't need anyone!" He shouted.

"That's possible, and perhaps she has a bit of an adrenaline rush right now." Temperance nodded. "However, it's not our decision. She needs to make her own choices. If she says she's fine, then we have to believe her. It's her body, her life. She's a grown woman."

"That's stupid, Bones." He snapped, pushing past her through the door into the living room, he was primed to yell at Antonia, his face twisted in an angry frown. He was about to storm through the living room when he realized that Antonia was sitting on the couch, a blanket on her lap, her eyes closed. Her hand was gently rolling over her belly, and there was a peaceful smile on her lips.

He felt Temperance behind him, her hand landing on his shoulder as he stopped in his tracks. "Booth, kitchen." She said into his ear.

He said nothing, only turned on his heel and went back into the kitchen, Temperance right behind him.

Antonia sat on the couch where Aiden asked her to wait for him. She agreed that rest was what she needed at this particular moment, and let him help her to the couch so that he could get Melody. She sat down and he covered her carefully with a blanket, kissing her tenderly, he disappeared up the stairs.

She could hear her father's voice, laced with concern and fear, and it made her extremely uneasy. Her mother's voice was calm as it typically was, though there was just a hint of anxiety within it as well. Her hand rubbed her belly, and the baby nudged at her hand slightly. She could feel a bit of anxiety melt away with his movement. After a few more snipping comments between her parents, she heard the kitchen door open, and they entered the room. She kept her eyes closed, breathing slow deep breaths as she waited for her father's eventual tirade. She could sense them both there watching her, and waited patiently. After another moment or two, she heard her mother's voice, and the sound of them retreating into the kitchen again.

After another moment or two, she heard the sound of feet on the stairs, familiar steps approaching her. She opened her eyes as Aiden stepped up to her, Melody holding his hand, her head down, her eyes closing tightly as soon as Antonia looked into them.

She reached her hand out and touched Melody's hand, looking up to Aiden who nodded toward the couch to let her know he was going to sit beside her.

Antonia continued to hold Melody's hand, though the little girl's eyes remained tightly closed. She tapped her hand two or three times, and after another moment, Melody opened her eyes on the two of them.

"Are you okay?" Antonia signed, watching Melody's dark eyes stare into hers with pools of tears starting to form.

"No." She shook her head as she signed. "No. Send me back to the home." She signed.

"Melody, No." Aiden signed quickly, noting the panic in Antonia's face. "No."

"I am bad, you must send me back." She signed. "You must." She sniffled.

"Aiden?" Antonia questioned, watching his eyes defiantly try to communicate with Melody. She knew that there was something he wasn't telling her, and his lack of words at this moment were indicative of that. "Aiden, what is this about?"

"Melody, tell Ant that you are sorry." Aiden said, ignoring the question.

"I am sorry I pushed you." Melody signed sincerely. "I love you."

"I love you. We will talk soon." Antonia replied, though that particular sentence was actually meant for Aiden. "Hug?" She said, tipping her head to watch Melody smile slightly as she reached her small arms out, and was gathered up close to Antonia.

"Crap." Aiden mumbled as he stood up.

"What?" She asked, following his eyes, she could see the reflection of blue and red lights flickering through the windows as she held Melody closed. "No. No, no." She said, shaking her head. "I'm going to kill them. I thought they were joking."

"They never joke about these things, Tex. You know that." He said as there was a quick rap at the door, and the doorbell rang. "I'll take Mel into the kitchen, we will eat… you talk with the EMS folks, okay?"

"Aiden." She whined.

"They're not taking you anywhere, but you have to talk to them. It'll make your father feel better, and it'll make me feel better. I'll get you an ice pack and bring it in after I get Mel settled." He said, looking up as Booth and Temperance stepped through the living room toward the door. "I love you."

"I love you." She whispered, kissing him softly as he pulled Melody from Antonia. She looked at Antonia, who signed. "Hungry?"

"Always." She responded to Antonia, giving her a sad smile.

"Go to the kitchen, I will be there soon." She said, watching Melody nod as she took Aiden's hand, completely unaware of the people at the door. And after a quick second, Aiden and Melody disappeared behind the door.

Booth looked to Antonia, and watched her eyes meet his in a brief second of surrender. "Fine." She growled, her eyes softening just slightly as Booth opened the door, and stepped out onto the porch to speak with the EMTs