A/N: To all you lovely people that have stayed with this story, despite my atrocious updating skills, thank you so much. I'm truly grateful to those that review, because as much as I hate to admit it, they do give me the guilt trip I need to keep posting. Have I mentioned how self conscious I am of my writing? Anyway, here's the next chapter. :) Oh and sorry for any mistakes, I don't have a Beta (mainly coz I don't know how) and I don't pick up on everything.
Disclaimer: How the hell would a 17 year old own Bones, seriously?
"Come near me with that medication, and I will find a way to get your gun out of you holster and shoot you with it." Booth chuckled at the hollow threat his partner made.
" Aw, c'mon Bones, it's not that bad," He said as he slowly made his way to her bed. Brennan sat herself up against the pillows and glared at, hating the fact that she was too weak to prevent him from looking after her. He gave her a cocky half smile as he slowly advanced the spoon towards her, making airplane noises as he did.
" Booth, I'm not a child," Brennan whined. " I can-" Booth took the opportunity then to shove the spoon into her mouth, making her take the medicine. She instinctively swallowed the foul tasting concoction and glared at her partner, who was now giving her a full blown victory smile.
" That was cheating Booth and you know it," She said.
" Well, I wouldn't have to cheat if you weren't so stubborn and refuse to take the medication like a good little girl," Booth said, laughing as she folded her arms and pouted.
" I'm not a little girl," She said in a manner that contradicted her statement. " I'm perfectly capable of looking after myself."
" Not according to the doctor, or your body, which crashed hard as soon as you allowed it to," Booth snorted. "Now, quit trying to get of bed will ya?" He gave her a gentle push so she was back on the pillows.
" I think that the doctor was over-compensating with the amount of bed rest they ordered," Brennan stated. " I'm begging to feel better now, I don't see why I should have to stay in bed for another two days." Booth rolled his eyes.
" Three days was a minimum Bones, that means it could take longer," He said.
" Now that is entirely ludicrous, I have an excellent immune system-"
" One that you've been abusing to the point it should be a crime."
" Which allows my body to recover at a faster rate," Brennan continued as if he didn't say anything.
" So what you're saying is that I should ignore the doctor and allow you to do what ever you want?"
" That would be the logical conclusion, yes." Booth shook his head in disbelief.
" And you wonder why I'm not leaving you unsupervised," He said. " Sorry Bones, but for once, I'm listening to the other doc." Brennan pouted and Booth laughed and kissed her forehead.
" Now, get some sleep, I've got a surprise for you later if you behave," He said.
" What is it? Booth you know I hate surprises," Brennan said.
" You'll just have to sleep and find out," Booth said as he left the bedroom.
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Hannah collapsed onto the bed with a moan. Being one use to living out of a few duffel bags and sleeping in a tent, she had thought Heckler was being a little excessive with the five star hotel. But after being at the conference for nearly two days, she was suddenly glad of the finer creature comforts. Bombs, bullets, rationing of bad food and 100 degree heat. Those were the things she could handle easily, and after one day with these politicians, she almost wished that she was facing them. Trying to interview the politicians, let alone get any usable information out of them was similar to hitting her head against a brick wall; she got nothing but a headache. The mediators of the conference seemed to be in the same mind frame because they decided to put the conference on hold for the day to let everyone 'cool off'. This gave Hannah a lot of time to think about her situation at home. She loved Booth without a doubt and knew that he would never be unfaithful, and Brennan was becoming a close friend who wouldn't intentionally do anything to hurt her or Booth. But she wasn't stupid. She was in the middle of something that had happened between her boyfriend and his seemingly socially inept partner. However, they both deny it and are always quick to correct people when they make that assumption. All they've ever been were partners who merely grew close from working together side by side over half a decade. Half a of pent up tension that hasn't been acted on. Hannah groaned frustration with herself. What was she doing? Booth was one of the best boyfriends she's ever had. Smart, funny, sexy as hell and loyal to the end. Who cared if he came in a packaged deal that contained a son and a female best friend/ brilliant partner? It's not like he tried to keep them a secret from her when they met. Hell, he'd boasted about his quirky little family right from the start. It was one of the reasons her feelings went from being pure lust to ones of love. That was it, she thought to herself. She was going to stop spending so much time around Rachel at work. The woman had a knack for turning everything into a soap opera, and now she was getting Hannah to do the same. Her life wasn't some TV show created for the amusement of the public, filled with angst and plot twists. Booth was with her and he loved her, end of story. She was now going to stop acting like the pathetic girlfriend in a soap opera, obsessing over her boyfriend and concentrate on finding some usable material in her notes. There had to be something she could use in her story.
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"I'm getting fat," Angela declared as she stood in front of a mirror. Brennan rolled her eyes, grateful that they were talking on the phone, so friend couldn't see the gesture.
" You're pregnant Ange," She said. " As the fetus grows, your abdomen will expand to accommodate it. Also, your internal organs will-"
" Baby, sweetie. We are calling it a baby," Angela said. " And I really don't want to know how the rest of that sentence finishes. I'm more interested in you and how you're going."
" I'm fine Ange," Brennan said. " Although I have completed the mandatory amount of bed rest, Booth still refuses to let me do anything for myself . It's quite irritating."
" Only you would have a problem with being looked after by a semi-god," Angela sighed.
" I don't understand. Booth isn't a god Angela," Brennan said, frowning. Angela laughed.
" That's a matter of opinion Sweetie," She said. " I want you to promise me something and let Booth dote upon you until your 100% better, okay?"
" But Ange-"
" No buts. Just lay back and rest." It was Brennan's turn to sigh, only hers was followed by a fit of coughing. Angela was about to ask if she was okay, but she could here Booth beating her to it on the other end of the line.
"Bones, are you alright? Here, drink this," He said. His voice became louder and clearer, as he took the phone off Brennan to talk to her.
" Ange?" He asked.
" Yeah, G-man, it's me. How is she?" Angela asked.
" Slowly getting better, but it's gonna take some time," Booth said. " How about you?"
" I'm great, just started the designs for the nursery," She said. " And yourself? Missing Hannah?"
" Like crazy," Booth admitted. " But you know, we call each other at least twice a day and talk. No where near as much as her and Bones do when I give up the phone though. Seriously, I'm beginning to feel like a third wheel."
Now you know how Brennan feels,Angela thought.
" Getting a bit jealous?" She teased instead.
" Nah, I'm really grateful that they get on so well," Booth said.
" Booth, I'm better now, can I please continue to talk to Ange?" Brennan called in the background.
" Seriously? What do you guys talk about for two hours?" Booth asked in amazement.
" You don't want to know," Angela said. " Put her on so we can say our goodbyes. She heard Booth mumble something about being glad it wasn't his phone bill before passing the phone to Brennan.
" Okay, I have to go, but I want you promise you'll do what I asked," Angela said.
" I'm too tired to argue, I promise," Brennan said.
" Good. Now I have to go and plan things. Love you to bits sweetie."
" Same to you," Brennan said, disengaging the call. She was light headed from the talking, so she sunk back into the pillows and dozed off, not noticing Booth coming back into the room to take the phone and tuck her in. His phone buzzed in his pocket as he exited the room, indicating a voice message. He'd been to worried about Brennan to notice his phone going off before. Expecting the message to be from Hannah, he flipped open his phone to hear what his girlfriend wanted to say. What he got instead sent chills down his spine.
" Poor little Seeley, doesn't know what to do. So I have set up a game for you. Have two women, but can only choose one. Better act quickly, because now the fun has begun."