I just want to say thanks to everyone who kept reading this, despite the made up syndromes and anything else I might have screwed up. This is ficdom afterall. Thanks for sticking with me and all your lovely reviews. This is...well, at this point it is, the last chapter. Hope you like!

Brennen heard movement near the room and turned her head to see Booth entering the doorway.

"Bones." He breathed and came to her side, taking her hand in his, he brought it to his lips and kissed it.

Brennen smiled foggily, still trying to regain complete clarity as the anesthesia wore off. She couldn't help but notice how cute he was with his hair messed up, but she also felt guilty, knowing it only looked that way because of running his hands through it nervously.

"How do you feel?" He asked quietly, studying her with intense brown eyes.

"I'm fine." She sighed and then widened her eyes and darted them around the room. "Where's the baby?"

"Don't worry he's coming," he said quickly to calm her, and then in a more soothing tone, "I just needed to see you first. That's all. I needed to see for myself that you were okay."

He reached out and cupped her face with his hands. He couldn't believe how close he'd come to losing her. It made him never want to leave her side again.

Boy, that would drive her up the wall.

"You gave me quite a scare there Bones." He smiled at what an understatement that was.

"I'm sorry Seeley." Brennen felt pangs of guilt as hazy memories of him screaming in panic back in the OR entered her consciousness. "I didn't mean to…"

"It's not your fault. Don't be sorry." He squeezed her hand. "Just don't ever do that to me again. Okay?"

His voice trailed as the last few words left his mouth, causing Brennen to look up at him, sensing the deep emotion in his voice.

"Seeley. You're crying." She whispered, reaching out to touch his face.

Booth nodded. "Yea, I know."

Brennan smiled reassuringly and used her thumb to wipe away a few loose tears, like he had done for her so many times before. Suddenly a thought hit her and her face changed from 'slightly out-of-it', to focused, in an instant.

"Did you say 'he'?"

Booth grinned wide this time. "Yes. Yes I did."

"We have a son?" Tempe closed her eyes and whispered to the ceiling. One of her hands was still laced with Booth's while she ran the other across her face in exhaustion and relief. "Where is he?"

"Right here." A voice came from the door and they both turned to watch Angela walk into the room, carefully cradling a small child in her arms. Behind her, Parker, Zack and Hodgins followed.

"Here you go Sweetie."

Brennen pulled away from Booth's hand and reached for her newborn son.

The child immediately pulled itself farther into the fetal position and snuggled up against it's mother's bosom, gurgling softly.

"Oh my gosh." Her blue eyes sparkled at the little boy sleeping contentedly in her arms. "He's the most beautiful thing in the world."

Booth just nodded, though she wasn't looking at him, and continued to stroke her hair.

"Just like his mother."

Brennen looked at Booth and smiled before directing her attention back to the baby. A few moments of silence passed as the group allowed the mother and baby some intimacy, but Parker quickly became restless.

"Dad?"

Booth looked at his older son. "Yeah."

"Can I hold him?"

Booth furrowed his brows. "I don't know buddy…"

"Seeley, I think he'll be okay."

Booth looked at her skeptically. He didn't trust his rambunctious six-year-old with a puppy, let alone an infant.

Brennen took note of the apprehension in his face.

"Really, it'll be okay. Parker, why don't you climb up here next to me."

Parker did and once he was settled, Brennen began to pass the small child into his arms. Parker held out his hands, completely unawared of the human safety net that had been created beneath the child by Booth, Angela, Zack and Hodgins' outstretched hands.

"Be gentle sweetie." "Carefully son." "His cranial plates are still flexable." "Atta boy."

Parker was a natural, he carefully cradled the baby with a relaxed but safe grip that most children of his age did not possess. Booth squeezed Brennen's shoulder slightly, glad she had so much confidence in his son. Maybe they could think about a puppy after all.

"So, you guys, what's his name?" Angela asked expectantly, her brown eyes only deepening the smile donning her face.

Booth and Brennen exchanged nervous glances. They hadn't talked about names.

"You go first." Brennen said in a definitive tone.

"Well, um," Booth rubbed the back of his neck and smiled sheepishly, "I don't really have any."

"Oh yes you do Booth, don't try that on me, you've been bugging me about this baby's sex since day one. Don't tell me you never thought about it." Brennen crossed her arms in mock indignation.

"No, I actually don't have any. All the names I picked out were for girls." Booth shrugged slightly and his eyes fell back on his two boys. Ironic.

Brennen smiled.

"Oh. Well, I picked out boys' names." She stopped and stared at her fingers.

The room fell silent as the small group waited for her to continue, but she didn't.

She was suddenly hit with the reality of naming a person. Giving another human being an identity by which they would be known and distinguished from all other human beings for the rest of their life. She was about to take the first step in molding her son into whatever he would grow up to be. The thought frightened her.

"And?" Angela said finally. "What are they?"

Brennan still didn't respond, just held her gaze on the baby in Parker's arms. She reached over and cupped his warm head and smiled slightly when the boy turned into her hand.

"Babe?" Booth squeezed her shoulder again, this time to get her attention.

Brennen swallowed and bit her lower lip. "Well, the ones I picked...I picked them because of their meanings. Names need meaning."

She cleared her throat and looked up at Booth, who waited patiently for her to continue.

"David Salim Booth." She said without looking away from him.

Smiles broke out all across the room, but Brennen didn't see them, she only focused on Booth. He didn't smile just yet, but his brown eyes danced.

"What does it mean?" Hodgins asked, practically bouncing with excitment.

Brennen took a deep breath, finally breaking eye contact with Booth to look at the entomologist. "Well, Salim is Arabic. It means 'to be safe'. It seemed appropriate because I've never felt more safe than when I am in Seeley's arms, and I know our child will feel the same way."

Angela's eyes flicked up at Booth, who stared at his wife in awe, pride and adoration.

"And the David?" She asked quietly, watching Parker study his brother's face as blonde locks fell into his eyes.

"Two reasons actually. One is that the name David means 'Beloved'. I knew that this child would be growing up in a loving family that extends far beyond the ties of blood and DNA. And he or she would certainly be loved."

Angela and Hodgins interlaced their fingers and exchanged glances with Zack, who just grinned giddily at the foot of the bed.

"And I also chose that name because it's from the Bible." Brennen didn't need to look up from her bed sheet to know what strange looks she was getting and she continued without taking a breath. "Religion is important to Seeley, so I want it to be important to our son too."

Brennen felt his gaze on her, but couldn't bring herself to look up into her husband's eyes. Thankfully a nurse came to the door and saved her.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but it's time for the child to go back to the nursery, the doctor needs to examine him."

"Is there something wrong?" Brennen gingerly took David from Parker's arms.

"No, no dear. He just likes to keep a special eye on preemies is all." The nurse reached out and began to take the baby from Brennen's arms; she found handing him over to be one of the hardest things she ever had to do.

Zack was the first to break the silence that had descended on the room after the nurse left with David.

"I um, have to get back to the lab." He gave Hodgins a pointed look and started toward the door. "Congratulations Dr. Brennen, Agent Booth." And he left.

Hodgins and Angela looked at each other.

"Well, I better go too, since I drove him here." Hodgins reached out and shook Booth's hand. "Congratulations Booth. You take care of them okay?"

"I will."

Angela realized Booth and Brennen needed some time alone so she reached for Parker's hand.

"I saw Ice-Cream in the Cafeteria, care to treat me to some?"

"Sure." Parker smiled and got off Tempe's bed and went to the door.

Before leaving, Angela squeezed Tempe's hand.

"We'll be back Sweetie. I really like the names though." She smiled once more at both of them and left after Parker.

Again, silence descended and Brennen fidgeted nervously.

"Please say something. You don't like them do you? I mean, it's not a huge deal if you didn't like them. Anthropologically speaking it's shortsighted and archaic to give names to children when nothing about their personalities or character traits have yet been formed and…"

She stopped when she felt his hand on her chin turning her toward him. She gazed up at him and was amazed at the emotion in his intense brown eyes.

"Thank You." It was almost a whisper.

Temperance bit her lip, she wasn't sure exactly what he was talking about so she took a wild guess. "Technically the male is responsible for passing on the y-chromosome to the egg so if you're glad about having another boy…"

"That's not what I meant." He sat down, his thumb running lightly over her knuckles as their hands sat fused together on the bed. "I meant about the name. Thank you for wanting religion to be a part of our son's life. It means…more than you will probably ever know." Booth took a deep breath and smiled bitterly at another tear shed before kissing her softly on the lips.

"It this keeps up I'm going to rent Steel Magnolias and find a bucket of chocolate mint ice cream for you." Brennen teased when his lips released her and she reached up to wipe the wetness off his cheek.

"Ha Ha, can't an alpa-male show a softer side every now and then?"

Brennen just smiled. "You really like the names?"

Booth looked into her eyes and had the sudden urge to swim in the deep blue orbs of them. He leaned over and kissed her lips deeply.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"And yes, I love the name. It's perfect"

Brennen smiled, "Good."

Booth looked at her for a moment longer. "Russ and your dad were here."

She sat up straighter and glanced at the door. "Here? When?"

"They came to see David while you were in surgery.I didn't speak to them or anything, but they were here."

Brennan looked thoughtful for a moment, but finally looked at him with a small smile. "They really love me don't they. In spite of everything, they really do love me?"

"Of course they do. I agree, they've got...unique ways of showing it, but they definitly love you Temperance. Who wouldn't?" He smiled and kissed her forhead and she smiled back at him, glad to recieve confirmation of something she really already knew.

Suddenly mischief crossed Booth's face.

"What?" She narrowed her eyes at him.

"I was just thinking," his voice took on a deeper, more sultry tone, "maybe we should make one to go with one of my names."

Brennen laughed and regretted it because of her recent surgery, but didn't allow it to distract her from her comeback. "Oh sure, why not, but this time you can carry the baby and gain the weight."

Booth looked thoughtful. "Would I have to do the morning sickness and odd cravings and mood swings too?"

"Oh definitely," She nodded her head emphatically, "but I think you have the last one down already." She smiled and made a big gesture of wiping his wet cheeks with her soft hands.

Booth caught her wrists, looking at her in all seriousness. "You've got a deal."

Brennen studied him. "You've got to be kidding me Booth, you want another? Really? I mean David is only fourty-five minutes old."

Booth released her arms and grinned devilishly again.

"Yup, I mean you know how I like my women Bones, barefoot and pregnant."

Brennen slapped him on the shoulder and they laughed. "You, Agent Booth, are lucky I am in this bed or I'd kick you're butt for that comment."

"And you, Dr. Brennen, are right." He kissed her lips chastely, "And, you are also very cute when you're irritated."

Brennen pouted for a moment and then a thought occurred to her and she smiled up at Booth sweetly.

"Baby?"

"Yeah?" Booth narrowed his eyes suspicion, she hardly ever used terms of endearment with him.

"I loooove you." She allowed her hands to inch up his arm to his chest.

"Uh-huh."

"Do you love me?"

"Uh-huh."

"Good. Now go get me a nice steaming hot cup of coffee."

Booth threw his head back and laughed. "That's my girl."

He reached out and ruffled her hair and ran from the room before she could hit him again.

"You've got to come back some time Booth. When you do I'll be waiting!" She called menacingly down the hallway, and closed her eyes and smiled when the sound of Booth's laughter responded.

THE END (?)

So that's the end, but a few people have requested it continue. I could write one more chap if you want it, or it could end here. Tell me what you think!