Hmmm… I think you guys were waiting for this!

I'll let you enjoy a bit of fluff for a change! Hehehe


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"I think we need to talk"

Booth looked at the woman standing in front of him carrying a baby in her arms. She looked very pale and he could see she had spent a good amount of time crying giving the state of her eyes: red and very puffy.

He wished he didn't feel so guilty seeing her like that. He knew he was the reason for those tears. He had all the rights in the world to be pissed at her, but even he knew he shouldn't have said some of those things he had said to her. Booth more than anyone knew how much it hurt his partner when people called her cold and heartless and looking at her now, he knew that couldn't be more far away from the truth. A heartless and cold person wouldn't cry and look like crap like that because of someone's stupid words pronounced in a burst of anger. Nor would she hold and treat her son as tenderly as Brennan was holding Tommy.

"Will you keep screaming at me?" She asked tired. Not accusing him, not threatening. Just conformed and tired. "Because if so, just let me take Tommy to his nursery. I don't want him to be scared and agitated."

Brennan placed one of her hands on the back of the baby's head as if showing Booth she would not allow him to bother their son with screams again.

"I will not scream at you, Bones. When I said that we needed to talk, I really meant it." Booth said with a sigh. "I want to talk. Just talk."

Tommy looked at his mother, then turned to look at his father and opened a smile. Booth couldn't help when his lips turned up in a smile. Did Tommy really inherit his mother crooked smile?

"Can I hold him?" Booth looked at her and almost begged.

Brennan was taken by surprise by the sudden question, but quickly recovered and looked back at her partner.

"Sure." She said and got a little closer to him to hand him the baby, their arms brushing against each other while doing that. Both of them ignored the chill that ran through their bodies when their skin touched. "Just don't squeeze him too much, I just finished breastfeeding him. Every baby has gastroesophageal reflux and even though Tommy's is normal, you don't want him gushing all over your shirt. "

Booth wasn't listening to what she was saying, he was so enchanted by the baby boy coming to his arms without any trepidation that he couldn't focus in anything other than him.

When Tommy was already safe in his father's arms and Booth entered the leaving room, Brennan closed the door.

"Striped socks?" Booth asked amused when he noticed the orange socks with light green stripes Tommy was wearing. Brennan had changed the baby into one of his pajamas but she decided to keep the socks. It was a chilly night in DC.

"Angela's idea." Brennan smiled. "She thought it would be nice if you saw something related to you in Tommy when you first met, although it's clear that he has your eyes and mandible."

"His eyes are blue, Bones, the exact same shade of blue of yours." Booth looked at the baby and back at her confused. How could she think the baby had his eyes? Colorblind people saw green things brown, but Bones wasn't colorblind and Tommy's eyes were not green, so, that could not be an explanation.

"Yeah, but they have the same shape of yours. And they are just as warm as your brown ones." She pointed out.

It was not the first time she told him he had warm eyes, he noticed. Booth looked back at his son and smiled when he saw the little boy staring at him as if he was examining the man holding him. Then, as if he made a decision if he liked him or not, he placed one of his tiny hands on his father's cheek and grinned.

"Hey, buddy, I'm your Daddy." Booth said affect by the quick acceptance he got from his son. "I'm sorry I wasn't around very much before, but I promise you it will not be like that anymore." He stroked his baby boy's face. There was no way he would stay away from his son now that he knew about his existence.

Tommy held Booth's finger in his free hand and leaned his head on his father's shoulder.

Brennan didn't mind the tears running down her cheeks. She hoped she could pick her camera and take a picture of that scene. She was pretty sure she had never seen something as adorable as that in her whole life.

"He's a nice kid." Booth said proudly looking back at Brennan.

"He's sweet and funny and very charming. He can get whatever he wants from us with one of his smiles and sometimes I think he knows that." She smiled at the baby. "He's always smiling. Tommy is really an easy baby. I'm glad he took that after you and is not a cold fish like his mother." She couldn't help saying. His words still hurt her.

"I'm sorry, Bones." He apologized sincerely and sat at the couch, still holding the baby. "I was really angry for finding out things the way I did. You know I don't think you are a cold fish or heartless. I just said that in the heat of the moment. What you did wasn't right, but I shouldn't have said those things."

"It was never my intention to hide Thomas from you, Booth." She sat next to him in the couch and sighed. "When I found out I was pregnant, I was really happy and I wanted to tell you, but you asked me to not contact you and I realized it would be better to wait till we came back to tell you about him."

"And make me miss all those moments I'll never be able to have again…" He added bitterly.

"Angela and Hodgins wanted me to tell you, but just because I was pregnant with your child didn't mean I didn't need that time alone to think about us anymore." She said.

"Angela and Hodgins knew all the time?" Booth asked hurt. Even Hodgins knew about the baby and he didn't.

"I went to France to have the baby." Brennan bit her lower lip. "They've been amazing to me since I met them two months before having Tommy."

"Wait a minute… Tommy is French?" Booth knitted his eyebrows.

"Yes. He was born in Paris." She told him. "Although, since he's probably going to be raised here and is the child of two Americans, I would say he's an American boy. He already has his American certificate."

"My son is French?" He repeated not believing in it.

"Why does it bother you, Booth? The place where he was born has no influence in what he'll become whatsoever." Brennan made a face. "I know you are rather patriotic, but reacting like that just because he's not 'officially' American is completely nonsensical."

Booth pursed his lips and looked down at Tommy, who was starting to be sleepy but fighting against it with all his will, like he knew he should enjoy those little minutes of peace between his stubborn parents.

"Yeah, I guess we'll be fine besides that." Booth joked and pinched the baby's chubby cheek lightly. "How old is he by the way?"

"He'll be four months next week." Brennan informed him proudly. She couldn't believe how fast time passed past by. She felt it was just yesterday when she saw that positive sign in the pregnancy test.

Booth started making the counts in his head. Nine months through the pregnancy, plus Tommy's age… it meant he found out about his son exactly…

"Thirteen months…" He said thoughtfully.

"Less a week." Brennan completed his sentence, as if she was reading his mind.

When none of them spoke again, Brennan stood up and walked towards her bedroom.

"Where are you going?" Booth asked confused.

"I'll be back in a minute."

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Brennan kept true to her words and a minute later she was back at the couch, holding a piece of paper in her hands.

"What's that?" Booth asked curiously.

Brennan handed him the paper and took Tommy from his arms.

Booth opened the paper carefully and his heart started beating faster as he started reading it.

It was Tommy's birth certificate.

Name: Thomas Brennan Booth

Date of Birth: February 16th 2011

Mother: Temperance Daessee Brennan

Father: Seeley Joseph Booth.

Thomas' last name was Booth. It was not hyphenated Brennan-Booth. It was only Booth.

"I know that you as an alpha male would like him to have your name." She said as if she knew what he was thinking. "I don't feel that much attached to my last name, which in reality isn't even my real last name, so, it's really not a problem. Brennan sounds nice as a middle name."

"Thanks, Bones." He wasn't sure why he was thanking her after all she has done, but he felt glad she cared and thought about him when she registered their little boy. For someone who asked him for his sperms two years before and claimed she wanted to be a single mother, he was touched that she gave Tommy his name.

"Like I said, Booth, it was never my intention to keep you away from Tommy's life. I don't want you to feel about him the way you do with Parker. You don't need to schedule visits or go to a judge to make sure you'll keep him at least once every two weeks." She looked at his eyes when she said that. "You're an amazing father, Booth. I wouldn't be that selfish taking that away from Tommy. If you want to be a part of his life, Tommy will be an incredible lucky boy for having you as a father."

Booth's anger towards his partner eased a bit after hearing that. Seeing the certificate and now her words that he could see Tommy as much as he wanted, he realized it wasn't really her intention to hide his son forever. But he still couldn't forget the fact he lost the first months of his life. He would forgive her one day. Sometimes it was hard for him to accept the conclusions her super rational mind made her make, but he would forgive her one day. He was a Christian boy and he learned soon that we should forgive the others. Also, it was Bones we were talking about. He would never be able to really hate her. It was true that the people who we love the most are the one who hurts us the hardest, but they would find a way to work things out. After all, they were Booth and Bones and they had a son to think about. Tommy was the most important thing now and as much hurt as he was, he should try to forgive her.

"I'm glad about that." He said sincerely. He didn't want to go to the justice to make sure he would be allowed to see his son. Especially when he would have to be there fighting for something having Bones as his opponent.

"I just don't want him sleeping away from me for the next months or so… You can have him during the day and you can come here to see him at night, but…" Brennan bit her lips and Booth could see she was trying not to cry. She held the baby tighter against her chest. Booth cursed Brennan silently for making him want to hug her just seeing her so vulnerable at only the thought of staying away from her baby for a night. He was mad at her, he wasn't supposed to feel the urge to comfort her. "He's still so small and I'm still nursing him and-"

"Bones." He took her hand in his and lifted her chin with her finger so she could look directly at him. "I will not try to take our baby boy away from you." Her heart skipped a beat when he said 'our baby boy'. "This situation is not even near how I wanted it to be, but I'm already glad I have free access to him. I know how much babies need their mothers during the first months of their lives. I won't take him to spend a night alone with me unless he's ready for that." He saw the fear in her eyes. "And unless you are ready for that." He added, unable to hide a smile.

Brennan smiled back, even though she thought she would never feel ready to stay away from Tommy. No matter how old he would be, she felt she would never like the feeling of having her son someplace away from her.

They held their gazes for a long moment and during that, they forgot about everything that happened in the past year. Booth had forgotten how easy it was to get lost in her beautiful eyes. Parker was right. No one had eyes like hers.

Their moment was broken by a whimper and Booth smiled when he looked at the boy, suddenly annoyed for not being the center of the attention anymore. Tiny blue eyes stared back at him. Well, someone got pretty close to that.

"I don't want the fact that we have a son messes up with your life." Brennan said, snapping them back to the reality. She couldn't forget he would be getting married soon. "Do you think Hannah will be very mad?"

"It's not like I hid it from her…" Booth said. "Hannah is a wonderful woman and she got along pretty well with Parker. I don't see why she wouldn't accept Tommy."

"Not every woman would be pleased by the idea of their future husband having a son with his working partner." Brennan commented.

"Well, if she doesn't accept him, than she's not the woman I think she is." Booth shrugged. "He's my son, Bones." He took the boy from her arms again and she didn't stop him. Booth lifted Tommy a little so he could get a better view of the baby. Staring at his son's face, he had no doubts he would do anything for that child. "I wouldn't think twice if I had to choose between a woman and my kid."

Brennan couldn't help feeling relieved hearing those words. Things weren't exactly back to normal but they were better than she expected them to be.

She and Booth seemed to share the same thought about what was the best for their son and staring at Booth and Tommy, she knew that man would do everything in his power to protect and love that little boy and, for now, that was more than she could ask for.

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I would end this chapter with a huge cliffhanger, but I decided to nice and leave you with this nice chapter before new things happen… hehehe

I hope you liked the way things went, I just can't see the two of them being mean to each other. They love each other to much for that. Booth is still hurt, but he loves his son and he cares about Bones.

By the way, Daessee is Brennan's middle name in the Kathy Reichs books. I never read them, but I made a research. (especial thanks to AlwaysAndForeverOTH) ;)

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