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Chapter Eleven: Troubles
A month later, they had just gotten used to taking care of an infant, which was quite easy since Mila had proven to be an easy baby who didn't cry very often or fuss.
Until now.
For the last week, Mila had been acting very fussy and woke up every night crying.
One night, Brennan was the first to be awoken by her baby's screams and was about to get up to tend to her when Booth's hand stopped her. "I'll get her." Booth mumbled, getting up. "You need your rest for that interview tomorrow."
Usually Brennan would argue with him but now she was exhausted and was grateful that he offered, as she plopped back down on the bed and he stood up, padding out of the room in his boxers to get the baby.
Entering the nursery, Booth saw Mila's little arms and legs thrashing about and he groaned, walking over to her crib, pulling her out and cradling her in his arms.
"Aww, Mila...What's wrong, Baby Girl?" he asked the baby girl and was alarmed by how red and flushed her face looked. "Aww, Mila, you got a fever, Sweetie?" he felt her forehead and was further alarmed by how hot it was to the touch. "Oh no." he moaned, quickly carrying her into the kitchen, where he picked up the phone and dialed her doctor.
"'Lo?" a tired voice answered.
"Doctor Goldman? It's Seeley Booth. Is this a bad time?" he asked.
"No, no. It's okay. I'm on a late shift. What's wrong? Is everything alright with little Milena?"
"Actually, she has a fever and I think it's really making her uncomfortable. I don't want to alarm her mother, though, but I don't know what to do."
"Okay, relax, Booth. Do you have any Tylenol?"
"Yeah...can I give that to her?"
"Yes, but only in small amounts. A quarter tablet every few hours, depending on how effective it is. Just crush it first and mix in some apple sauce or something. Okay?"
"Got it. Thanks, Doc."
"No problem. Call me if you need anything else."
"Will do. Thanks." Booth hung up the phone and got to work, doing what the doctor said, all while still holding Mila in one arm.
Once he had everything set up, he put Mila in her high chair and began to feed her the apple sauce. She fussed a bit, but she took it all, and soon it was all done.
Booth sat there, looking at her, willing the medicine to work. Soon, Mila's face started losing the harsh red color. Booth reached out to feel her head and smiled when he saw that her fever had broken and she was beginning to calm and fall asleep.
Booth smiled an pulled her out of her high chair, taking back to his bedroom and laying down with her on his chest, just in case the fever came back. Booth sat up against the headboard and rocked her in his arms, cooing to her. Brennan turned towards him, opening her eyes, which brightened upon seeing her calmed child. She sat up and smiled, leaning over the baby.
"What was wrong with her?" she asked.
"Nothing is wrong with her, Bones. She just had a tiny fever, but I fixed it with a little Tylenol and Apple Sauce." Booth smiled down at sleeping daughter as she snuggled into his chest.
"Good." Brennan said, reaching out for the baby, feeling the need to hold her. "Now, lemme see my baby."
Booth chuckled and handed her over. "You know, Bones, you've become very maternal since having Mila."
Brennan grinned. "Well that may be because I'm actually a mother now."
Booth shrugged. "Could be..."
Brennan smiled and turned back to Mila, who was grasping her night shirt and sucking on it. "She's so cute." Brennan commented, kissing the girl's head.
Booth chuckled. "I never thought I'd hear you say that word about another human being, Bones."
"I've never had a reason to, before." Brennan said, smiling.
Booth chuckled, and leaned over, kissing her.
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