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Angela noticed her boss' confused expression. Camille was staring at her phone as if waiting for it to expound on the conversation that had just occurred through it.
"Everything ok, Cam?"
Cam, unaware that she was being observed, raised her eye-bows brightly in her typical look of non disclosure, "Yes! Yes! I was just... on the phone!" She lifted the phone with one hand and pointed to it with the other.
"Okaaay. Are you sure 'cause you look rather like a stunned deer and I feel strangely like a set of headlights."
"Oh ho ho ho! That sounded wrong on so many levels!" Jack had caught Angela's end of the conversation and with a pensive look he finished his thought with a wicked grin, "Though, to my... pleasure, pregnancy has brought some truth to that statement."
Jack waggled his eyebrows and leered at his wifes burgeoning bust. Angela pursed her lips in an impish smile, giving her husband a semi-reproving sideways glance, "Yes, well, they will soon belong to a screaming baby, so enjoy them while you can Mister!"
"Ooookay, still here people! I don't want to hear your bedroom bickering."
Angela merely chuckled and brought her attention back to her boss, "So, why the face?"
Cam hesitated. "Has... Dr Brennan seemed... odd lately?"
"Oh, you know Bren. She just is odd." Angela laughed nervously, wondering if Cam knew about Booth and Brennan, "Why? Was that her?"
Cam narrowed her eyes in suspicion, hitched her voice as if to say something and then changed her mind, "She... just took two weeks leave. I didn't ask why – she didn't offer a reason. She just seemed... odd."
"When does her leave start?"
Cam's brows furrowed, "As of..." squinted at her clock, "five minutes ago."
"Hmmm. I gotta go."
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Temperance answered her phone with a clipped, "Brennan."
"Sweetie what's wrong?"
"Angela, I'm fine. Why?"
"What do you mean, why? Who died?"
"What?"
"Did you and Booth break up?"
"No Ange!"
" Well,What happened to make you take two weeks off Bren? You never take time off... ever!"
"Angela, not more than five months ago I had seven full months off work..."
"Yeah - to work! Now cut the crap sweetie – tell me what's going on or I am coming straight over to your apartment to drag it out of you!"
"While I appreciate your concern and take pleasure in your company, I am in quite a hurry and have a rather extensive list of things to attend to before I go."
Angela was quickly reaching exasperation, "Where, Brennan? Where are you going?"
Brennan huffed, "Vegas. We are going to Las Vegas... for a holiday."
There was a pause... "OH. MY. GOD!"
"What? Are you OK Angela?"
"Brennan!"
"Are you experiencing pre term labour pain?"
"You're eloping!"
"What? No!" The guilt of lying stung Brennan's conscience, "...Maybe."
"I knew it! I knew it was something big!"
"What? How did you know?" Brennan was dumbfounded, "Angela! How did you know?"
"Sweetie! There are only two reasons people go to Vegas and, with Booth being a gambler that just leaves one option!"
"Reformed gambler, Angela."
"Whatever! I'm coming!"
"What? No! Why?"
"You can't have a wedding without your family Bren!"
"Angela, it is inadvisable that you fly in your condition!"
"Pfff! I wouldn't miss you and Booth tying the knot for anything!"
Brennan shook her head, confused, "Why is everyone going on about knots? Ange... you and Jack wed in a jail with no family present whatsoever!"
"I know Sweetie, and – as much as I don't regret marrying Jack, the fact that my family wasn't there to experience the best decision of our lives with us is my biggest regret!"
Brennan paused and sighed, "Angela, if you are in fact correct – that family must be present then Parker and Max would have to be there too. Furthermore, if you are my sister... metaphorically, then it would make sense that our actual siblings - Russ and Jared are there. By extension, their partners would then want to attend, as would Jack. Assuming that Russ and Amy both were present – it would be only natural that the girls would be also.
"Given the flight times – the elopement would encroach on the beginning of next week. It is not right to assume that you would all take time off work and drop plans at the last moment..."
"Sweetie! Just let me know when it is and I will have a Cantilever jet ready for everyone. We can all fly together to Vegas, watch you and Booth get hitched, Parker can stay with Booth's brother so you and Booth can get down and dirty, and we will all be back by Monday!"
There was a pause, "You certainly present a reasonable offer... I will discuss your proposition with Booth and give you a definitive yes or no within the hour."
"OK Sweetie, but hurry!" With a squeal, she added, "Oh, congratulations Bren! I can't believe it! I'm ecstatic! You'll have to start making babies so we can have them together."
"It is our intention, yes... though I will, most likely, deliver our child in a private room when the time comes."
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