"I think that it's too much," she tells him as she studies the four walls that contain her partner and herself.
"Too much what?"
"Pink."
"Temperance we've been working on this nursery for a month. If you didn't like all of the pink you should have said something much earlier."
"I know," she sighs.
"How are you feeling?"
"Quite uncomfortable."
"This will all be over soon."
"When? We haven't caught this guy."
"I know," he admits.
"And I'm supposed to be nine months pregnant. We have a month to catch this guy."
"I know."
"And then after the fake baby is born I'll still be pregnant."
"I know."
As her irritation level continues to rise her cell phone rings.
"Hello?" she answers.
"Dr. Brennan it's Jeff," he says from the other end. She finds it funny how people still her Dr. Brennan even though she was supposed to be married, and her name was supposed to be hyphenated.
"What's up?"
"We found one of them."
"One of who?"
"One of the babies."
"I'll be there..."
"You don't need to come. I was actually hoping to talk to your husband, but he didn't answer his cell phone."
"It's dead," she reveals.
"Is he there?"
"Yeah what's going on?"
"May I speak to him?"
"Yeah," she holds her hand over the mouthpiece as she hands the phone to Seeley.
"Who is it?" he asks her.
"Jeff," she answers.
He lifts the phone to his ear. "Hey Jeff what's going on?"
"We found one of the infants."
"Are you sure?"
"Not entirely, but we're pretty certain."
"Where?"
"At the fire station. Someone dropped it off in the middle of the night."
"Why would they drop a body off at a fire station?"
"It's not a body."
"What do you mean it's not a body?"
"It's an infant. We think that he belongs to the latest victim."
"How old?"
"About ten weeks."
"Is he ok?"
"He's underweight. The pediatrician here thinks that he has a heart condition."
"Why?"
"He's blue."
"What do you mean?"
"When they found him his face, hands, and feet were blue."
"It was cold last night."
"He was wrapped in a blanket, and had on warm clothes. The last truck came in at one, and this morning the first one went out at four."
"So he wasn't out there very long?"
"No. We sent all of the clothing, and the blankets to your forensics team. We're hoping to find a hair, or some DNA of some sort."
"Did they do a buccal swab on the baby?"
"Yes they sent it to a lab along with a sample of Rodney Jenkins DNA along with it."
"What do you need from us?"
"We need a sample of Nora's DNA."
"I'll have Temperance get it to you."
"You can just have her send it to our lab."
"Ok. How long will the DNA take?"
"Our lab is pretty backed up, but we put a rush on it. It will probably take three to seven days."
"What do they do with the infant in the mean time?"
"He went in for heart surgery this morning."
"How long will they keep him?"
"At least a week. They need to keep a close eye on him. The want to make sure that he doesn't get an infection."
"Ok. Why don't I stop by the station and you can brief me?"
"Ok."
"I'll talk to you later Jeff."
"Bye," he hangs up.
Seeley hands the phone back to Temperance.
"What's going on?"
"They think that they found Nora Jenkins son."
"Dead?"
"No, alive, but he had to have heart surgery."
"What do they need from us?"
"I'm going to go help Jeff out, he needs a sample of Nora's DNA from you."
"Ok. What about the baby who's with him?"
"I don't know."
"I'll get the sample together and..."
"He wants you to send it to their lab."
"Ok. Then I'll got to the hospital and check on the little guy."
"Ok."
"Then I'm going to go to the grocery store."
"So I'll probably be done by the time you get back."
"Yeah."
"What time do you think that you'll get home?"
"No later than five."
"Ok. I'll see you then," he gives her a kiss on the cheek and turns to walk away.
"Wait," she tells him.
"What?"
She plants a kiss on his lips.
"What was that for?" he asks her.
"I don't know," she shrugs.
"See you this evening."
"Will you feed me?"
"Of course," he smiles.
They head out in separate vehicles.
Temperance sends the sample to the lab. She then heads to the hospital to visit the baby. She finds her way to the N.I.C.U. and is stopped by a nurse.
"Can I help you?"
"I was just here to check on the baby they brought in this morning."
"Who are you?"
"Temperance Brennan-Booth."
"Seeley Booth's wife?"
"Yes."
"Can I see identification?"
She digs her drivers license out and shows it to her.
"Thank you. You need to wash your hands, and then you can go see him."
Temperance does so. She dries her hands and the nurse leads her to an incubator.
"How is he?"
"He's a tough little guy."
Temperance stares at the dark haired infant in the incubator.
"How did the surgery go?"
"Good. We had to repair a muscle at the bottom of the heart."
"So will he be ok?"
"The next couple of days are critical, but he'll probably be ok."
"He's smaller than I'd expect."
"The heart condition most likely affected his appetite. He was probably too weak to eat."
"I see."
"So when is your little one due?"
"Four weeks."
"Girl or boy?"
"Girl."
"Do you have a name picked out?"
"Not yet."
"Is your husband excited?"
"Yeah."
"How long have you two been together?"
"It's been so long I can't even really remember," she stretches the truth.
"So what brought you out here?"
"We needed a calmer pace."
"How does he like being a body guard?"
"I don't really know. I think that he misses the excitement of the police work."
"And you?"
"I was surprised, but I'm really enjoying teaching."
"So are you writing anything right now?"
"I start, but it just never seems to be right."
"You've got plenty of time."
"Yeah," she nods.