A/N Okay this will be a longer chapter to compensate for not being able to update sooner. Sorry if there are any Cam fans out there but this chapter will have her acting quite bitchy. The thing is I kind of like her now but I thought it better to have her acting a little mean for this story.

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Chapter 14.

He studied the situation rather ambigously. In one respect he had to remember that he was an FBI agent and was expected to show some professionalism in his role. However in another respect here he was sitting next to this beautiful anthropologist whilst indulging in a can of beer, and who he now noticed was gazing lustfully into his eyes.
In all honesty she had instigated this, it almost felt like she could be the perfect seductive temptress. Then there had been the whole getting him to reveal parts of his private life stuff, which he didn't really like to talk about much. Due to all that who in their right mind could blame him for wanting to touch her, so instead of holding back any longer he did indeed touch her.

It was nothing more then him placing his hand on her leg, stroking it gently. It just felt so warm and inviting he could have easily been forgiven for thinking that this was exactly what she was looking for. In fact it would have been a perfect moment if he hadn't been so rudely interrupted by a very angry looking Booth. Now he quivered slightly as he felt Brennan's hand on his forcing it away, so he pulled back immedialtey as if it was some mortal sin.

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Brennan hadn't even realized he had layed his hand on her leg until she felt the tickling sensation as he began to stroke it. When did I give him that idea? Oh yeah when I began delving into his personal life and offering him the beer. NO! That's stupid. He couldn't possibly interpret that as a sign that I would want him to feel me up. Yet somehow she couldn't ignore it. She was the one too who had been melting away just looking into his eyes, they were so full of need. Pull yourself together Temperance! You're with Booth, only Booth. It's him you've always ever wanted, you're even carrying his child. As she saw Booth standing there his arms folded sternly across his chest, his face pale and ashen, she somehow felt like a naughty schoolgirl who's father had just caught her in a very compromising position. "Booth!" She exclaimed, quickly pushing Quinn's hand away and praying he hadn't seen that. He's bound to take this the wrong way.

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In Booth's opinion he had walked in on something which looked a little more then just a friendly chat. What the hell was he doing touching her like that? What was she playing at letting him touch her like that? What exactly was going on here?

They both stood up simutaneously, both now red with embarassment. "B-Booth I didn't hear you come in," she faltered, her voice somewhat quaky.

"Obviously," he replied in a sarcastic tone. "Would you care to tell me what's going on here?"

"I'm sorry Booth this is all my fault, Quinn profusely apologised. "I guess with the beer and me pouring my heart and soul out to Dr Brennan here got a little out of hand." It was stretching the truth somewhat but given the circumstances he felt it necessary. The last thing he wanted was to be on the receiving end of the agents obvious jealousy. "She is such a great listener," he praised, hoping his tactic would pay off.

"Yes she is," Booth agreed, as he now took his place by her side, placing his arm around her shoulder as if to say hands of my property kind of thing.

"Well I think i've outstayed my welcome," he stated. "I 'll just leave you this file. I'm sorry to have to disappoint you but it doesn't really contain anything useful pertaining to this case. Tomorrow Morris and I are going to question the victims parents. I'll let you know if we turn up anything."

Brennan nudged Booth in the side, and he took that as his cue to say something, instead he managed a half hearted smile.

"Okay then," Quinn declared. "I'll get going." He grabbed for his jacket then cast a smile in Brennan's direction. "Well it's been a pleasure Dr Brennan. Thanks for the coffee and of course the beer."

Coffee? Beer? How long exactly was this guy here for? Booth pondered silently. He decided to walk the younger agent to the door, there was something he needed to get off his chest. As Quinn stepped out into the hall Booth grabbed for his balls, gripping them hard "I'm sure Dr Brennan is grateful for what you did for her the other day." He paused as he moved in closer whispering a little more quietly "But not that grateful."

Quinn grimaced struggling to remove Booth's hand from his nether region.

"Are we clear?" Booth squeezed harder.

Quinn squeaked a yes out before breathing a sigh of relief. Then without either of them saying another word Quinn turned on his heels and stalked off down the hall flinching as he heard the door slam behind him. "Shit!" was all he could say.

"Booth that was totally uncalled for!" Brennan said raising her voice as Booth re-entered the living room. "Agent Quinn took time out of his, i'm sure very busy work shedule to come here and keep you up to date with the case. The least you can do is seem a little grateful instead of being so hostile towards him." She continued to stand there, her hands firmly on her hips, her eyes blazing.

"Uncalled for?" Booth yelled defensively. "Bones the guy was groping you, and what about the coffee and beer huh? How long was Quinn here anyway?"

"Her normal blue, green eyes were now gray and pale as she heard his inexcusable accusation. Are you interrogating me?"

"Nope," he denied. "What? Does it sound like an interrogation?" he asked, still seething.

"Yes, yes it does. First of all he was not groping me." If only he knew she was the one who couldn't help melt whilst looking into those gorgeous eyes of his. "I was the one asking him some very personal questions and he just got carried away thats all. Secondly he did initally come over to see you..." She could see he was itching to interrupt her but instead she continued on. "And if you were actually here instead of running around D.C hoping to find out who sent a bunch of flowers then we wouldn't be having this conversation in the first place."

"Look can we not argue about this." He had lowered his voice to a more soothing, hospitable tone. "We all know what happened the last time we found ourselves at each other throats don't we?" All i'm going to say is that maybe it's best you don't have any male company around when i'm not here. You know with the possible stalker and all that." He used air quotes just to emphasize the possible stalker bit. He then came closer wrapping his arms around her as she sank in his arms. "I'm sorry I got carried away but I just love you so much, and to think that another man may want to take advantage of you doesn't bear thinking about."

"Booth," she looked him straight in the eye "You don't have to worry about Agent Quinn, he's one of sweetest guys I know. Not that I know too many guys except Zach and Hodgins, but they don't really count. Besides if he did try something you know I could kick his ass."

"Yeah you're right. Do you forgive me?"

"Of course I do," she assured him now leaning in for a kiss.

"Besides I hardly think Agent Quinn is my mystery stalker."

"Nope, not on his salary," Booth smirked.

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Angela Montengro slumped down in her office chair. She had not heard from her best friend since she had been admitted to the the hospital. She was aware Booth had called in to report Brennan's absence, only because since then Cam had been venting her anger around the lab, so she thought it best to keep out of her way. She reached for her phone quicky dialling her number and waited patiently for an answer.

"Brennan," came the husky voice.

"Sweetie it's me."

"Ange!" Now she felt awkward about totally dismissing her best friend. "Yeah it's me. You know your best friend, you do still remember me don't you?" She asked, mustering up as much sarcasm she possibly could.

"Are you being sarcastic?" Brennan asked simply.

"Yes you could say that."

Brennan bit down on her bottom lip. "I'm sorry I haven't called but there has just been so much going on around here."

Suddenly's Angela's tone of voice changed and it became alot more interested. "What things are we talking about?" She squealed in her top girly voice.

"Why don't you come over tomorrow and we can catch up."

"Deal!" Angela agreed.

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Agent Quinn drove back to headquarters at high speed not being able to put out of his mind recent events. He had seen the way she looked at him, and if that wasn't lust then what else could it be? He has felt a connection with her, one he never dreamt he would ever experience, at least not with a woman like that. Someone strong and independant, someone whom Booth would never appreciate. Talking of Booth made his blood boil. Why did he have to ruin it all? Where was the harm of just being friends with someone without their partner, boyfriend, lover or whoever he wanted to call himself becoming jealous. Then he had made his distrust quite clear when he handled him rather precariously. Maybe he was to blame, but it wasn't like he had intentionally gone over there to get it on with her. It hadn't been premeditated it had just happened. He hadn't even meant to touch her like that so soon, but it had felt so right, he hadn't even known he was doing it. Now though he knew he had scared her off. She would probably not trust being alone with him ever again and that was something he would have to stride to put right.

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The knock on the door the next morning came early, far too early for Booth's liking. As he nestled in closer to Brennan she announced that it must be Angela.

"I'm sorry I didn't think she would show up this early."

"Thats okay," he huffed as he clambered out of bed and pulled on some clothes.

The knock came louder this time as Booth sauntered to the door. He was rather disappointed he wasn't going about to get any alone time with Brennan this morning.
"I'm coming," he yelled.

"What took you so long," Angela growled as she crashed through the front door. "On the other hand don't tell me."

"Good morning to you too Angela," Booth said eventually in a sarcastic tone of voice.

The first thing Angela saw as she walked through the door was the huge bunch of roses occupying much of the small coffee table. She instantly ran up and pinched Booth's cheek. "I never took you as the romanticize Booth. What did you do take out a loan?"

Booth blushed slightly as he moved her hand away "For your information I didn't send the flowers." Now he just needed to wait for her to ask questions.

"What?" She was completely shocked at that piece of news Booth had given her.

"I didn't send the flowers," he repeated himself.

"So what are you saying? That Brennan has a secret admirer?" Angela smiled to herself, there was no way she was going to able to keep quiet about this.

Brennan emerged from the bedroom after quickly wrapping herself in her dressing gown "So you're in cahoots with Booth now are you?" She asked her friend after hearing her and Booth discussing the flower situation again.

"What? No! Sweetie of course not," she stuttered defensively. She was just more intrigued more then anything.

"Actually Angela said secret admirer not stalker." Booth reminded Brennan.

Angela then began counting the roses adding to Booth's annoyance. It would be a simple reminder of how much expense someone had gone to. "Wow twenty four roses that is huge, someone really likes you."

Booth shushed her "I think that's enough talk about the flowers for now." Eager to change the subject he decided to get all of their minds of it by offering to cook breakfast. "Okay!" he clapped his hands together "Who's up for some breakfast?"

"Well if you're offering Booth, I certainly wouldn't say no," Angela jumped in realizing she was starving.

"That would be nice," Brennan answered more calmly.

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After they had eaten an all you can eat breakfast courtesy of Booth they trundled out of the apartment. Today was the day they were going to tell the rest of the squints the good news.

Angela took her place in the backseat of Booth's suv after he had offered her a lift to work. "You know Cam has been been in one of the worst moods imaginable since you've been off sick, as so to speak," Angela announced leaving Brennan more nervous then ever. It was pathetic really, here she was a grown woman who would never let anyone push her around let alone her boss. If it had been anything else she needed to tell her she wouldn't have thought twice, but this wasn't exactly the good news that Cam probably would want to hear, therefore this is what scared her the most. Then there was the fact she still had to be on complete bed rest. That was sure going to go down a treat.

"Don't worry about Cam Bones her bark is worst then her bite," he remarked trying to reassure her.

"Booth it's not so much Cam that bothers me, i'm more worried about my job. Ultimatley she makes the decisions about who she employs or who makes unemployed."

Angela interrupted "You know Bren Cam can't fire you. I mean where would she find another forensic anthroplogist with your expertise and indispensable skills, huh?"

Booth smiled, glad Angela was on his side.

Bones shifted in her seat still slighty anxious but trying her best to act confidently "Lets do it."

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"Dr Brennan glad you could make it in today. I was begining to think that you had abandoned your post here," Cam told her smugly. Not recieving any kind of response she continued. "Okay so are you going to just stand there or are you going to get to work?"

Brennan stepped close to her boss, her heart clearly thumping Since when did I become so afraid of Cam. "Actually there is something I need to discuss with you.
It actually concerns Hodgins and Zack too."

Cam was slightly confused but hollered for Hodgins and Zach nevertheless. "We can talk in my office." Once all seven of them had bundled into Cams office. Hodgins was the first to speak. "So what is this all about?" Given half the chance he would have theorised about what was going on, but now seeing the looks on everyone's faces he decided to keep quite.

"Yes this does sound rather exciting," added Zach.

"Well shall we cut to the chase Dr Brennan," Cam snapped.

Booth came closer to Brennan throwing his arm around her for support.

Upon seeing Booth's gesture Hodgins had now already made up is mind what was going on here, and he flashed both of them a huge grin. "I knew it! You guy's are getting married?" He didn't know why he had come to that conclusion. He hadn't exactly known they were that serious about each other. Yeah when exactly 'did' they get serious about one another?

"It's not that," Brennan interjected. "Actually i'm pregnant." There I said it.There was no use beating around the bush as it would only prolong the agony.

"That's great news Dr Brennan," Zach said excitedly.

"Wow way to go Dr Brennan," Hodgins joined in, although still a little confused about how their relationship had suddenly materialized. No bother he would get all the juicy details from Angela later.

Cam stood there with her arms folded looking not too impressed. "Well that certainly came out of the blue. So who's the father?"

Both of them stood there not saying a word, as if it was blasphemy or something.

Cam began clicking her heels "Well?" Then it dawned on her, not that she could quite believe it but by the way they were indirectly avoiding her it could mean only one thing. Still she chose to give them the benefit of the doubt until she noticed how Booth was being awfully supportive of Brennan, and it was then she had her answer. "Booth!"

Not waiting for Brennan to give her a response he did it for her "Yes Camille I am, the father that is."

"Okay then," her tone less then reassuring. "Are you keeping it?"

Brennan turned to Booth for support "What kind of question is that?" He asked coldly.

"Yeah what 'kind' of question is that?" Angela quizzed finding it hard to believe Cam would ask such a thing.

"Well it's a logical question isn't it? I mean if you were getting rid of it that would mean more sick days and I can really can't do with you taking more of them. So do you plan on keeping the baby?"

"Unbelievable!" Angela muttered and stormed from the room. She could have strangled Cam right there and then and she didn't think that even Booth would have been able to stop her.

Watching as her best friend left the room Brennan answered. "Yes."

"Okay then lets get back to work." She growled though clearly stressed.

"Dr Saroyan aren't you going to congratulate them," Zach chirped in.

"Get back to work Zach." Her tone meant there was no use in arguing with her.

Before Brennan herself decided to leave she had one more thing she needed to tell her "There is something else. The doctor has ordered bed rest for four weeks so I won't be back until the she is satisfied I can return to work."

"Well this just gets better and better! Who is going to replace you while you're lazing around? Well tell me?"

"Zach is more then capable of running things whilst i'm away." She had every faith that he would do a fantastic job.

Cam scowled maliciously "Well Dr Brennan you'd better get back to that bed rest don't you think?"

Brennan shuffled out of Cam's office a little tearful but she wasn't about to let Cam's unnecessary behavior get to her. "Aren't you coming Booth," she asked noticing Booth was still rooted to the same spot. Why he would want to be in the same company as that witch any longer was beyond her. Obviously there was a reason why he wanted to stay behind so she wouln't stand in his way.

"I'll be there in a minute," Booth waved her on and then slammed shut the door to Cam's office.

"Don't you have a bad guy to catch?" She snapped as she slumped in her chair sighing heavily. "So what are you still doing here?"

"Thats it?" Was all he could think of asking at that moment.

"About what?" she quizzed not quite understanding the question.

He cast her a playful smirk "Come on Camille. I know you far better then you know yourself. I know very well that you're not taking this lying down. Now what gives?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about Seeley. What would you like me to say?"

"Well you could at least pretend to care. It may not be part of your nature to actually care about another human being but Bones almost lost the baby a couple of days ago so that's why she is on bed rest. Of course you wouldn't care about that. Well what you think doesn't really matter here. What matters is Bones and I are very happy."

"We were happy once weren't we?" She asked. "Or is it true to say that all the time we were together that all you could really think about was screwing Dr Brennan. Or maybe you were banging her and me at the same time"

That stung and even for her that was pretty harsh "It wasn't like that! I was not in any kind of sexual relationship with Bones when we were together." How dare she even suggest that. "Well I guess there is nothing left to say," and he moved to exit her office.

"Well I hope you two are happy," she called after him, "Just you remember though if I see the slightest hint that Dr Brennan isn't competant to carry out her job due to this pregnancy, i'll have her removed from the Jeffersonian. Do you hear me Booth?"

Another empty threat he thought as he plainly ignored her...

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A/N Next chapter will be the trip to the zoo with Parker. Brennan's bed rest will be over and they will have their first proper 12 week scan. Agent Quinn has got something up his sleeve but you'll have to find out what that is going to be.