BONES IS ON TONIGHT! ah! i'm so excited! Anyway this is the last chapter except for a special epilogue that i will right sometime soon. which i think you guys will like. hopefully. this chapter is pretty fluffy. it's inspired by All-American Girl by Carrie Underwood. as always reviews welcomed and appreciated. Enjoy!

Month 4

Booth and Brennan were walking down the toy aisle in the store, arm in arm, looking at all the toys. Booth kept pointing at the footballs and Nerf guns. He practically begged Brennan to let him buy a pack of toy cars. Brennan didn't know why, but she felt uneasy as they left the store and headed for Booth's vehicle.

"What's with the face Bones?" Booth asked her as they reached the passenger side door. Brennan dropped her arm and looked at him.

"Nothing. I was just thinking."

"You're always thinking, but that wasn't your thinking face Bones. That was your worrying face," Booth said, leaning in closer to Brennan. "Now spill."

"How can you possibly deduce what 'face' I have on?" Brennan asked, surprised. Booth smiled.

"Because I know you Bones," Booth replied, kissing her lightly on the lips. She kissed him now, harder and longer. Booth pulled back, smiling. "Stop trying to distract me and tell me why you've got your worry face on." Brennan sighed.

"Booth I'm cold. Can we get in the vehicle now please?" Brennan asked. Booth tilted his head, then rolled his eyes. He opened the door for her.

"This conversation is not over Bones," Booth said as he closed her door. He hurried over to the other side, opened his door, and jumped into his seat. He started the car and looked over at Bones. She still had that look on her face, but he decided to give her a little longer to think about whatever it was that was bothering her.

He started the car and turned up the heat. Booth backed out and headed home. He felt Brennan look over at him, studying him. She opened her mouth to speak, then closed it again. Then she opened it. Then closed it. Booth smiled slightly.

"Booth?"

"Hm?" He heard Brennan take a deep breath.

"I want to ask you a question."

"Shoot."

"What do you want the sex of our child to be?" she asked. Booth looked over at her. She looked worried still.

"Is this what was bothering you at the store?" he asked. She nodded. "Aw Bones. You know I don't care what gender our baby is because it's our baby."

"But if you had to choose Booth," Brennan pushed. "I saw how excited you were over all the socially defined male gender toys. I just don't want you to be disappointed." His eyes shot back to her. He grabbed her hand.

"Bones you really want to know what gender I would want our child to be if I got to choose?" he asked.

"Yes."

"I would want a girl. Just. Like. You."

"Really?" she asked, smiling slightly, eyes wide.

"Of course, but I told you. It doesn't matter to me what we have because the baby is ours. I will love that baby whether it comes out with a big pink bow or a Tonka truck." Brennan laughed.

"You do know that baby's don't come out with any objects attached to them right?" Brennan asked. Booth kissed her hand, smiling.

"Yeah Bones. I know."

"Good. Because sometimes I can't tell if you are joking or not," Brennan replied. Booth chuckled.

"I have the same problem with you," Booth replied as they pulled up to the parking garage.

"Booth!" Bones said, laughing and smacking him on the arm. "I am quite humorous."

"Sure you are Bones," Booth said as he got out of the car. He came around to the passenger side to open the door for a disgruntled Brennan. She got out and gave him a disapproving look. He smiled his most charming smile at her. "Aw come on Bones. It was just a joke. Of course you're funny. You are the funniest person I know."

"Now you are just lying to me."

"Am not!" Booth argued. Brennan rolled her eyes and started to move around him. He grabbed her waist and started kissing her playfully. She started to laugh.

"Booth!"

"Say you believe me," Booth teased. She shook her head and dodged around him, laughing. He laughed too, grabbing her again. He wrapped his arms around her waist. She put one arm around his neck. "Say it."

"I believe you," she said, kissing him.