I'm sorry if it's repetitive to thank you all every single time, but I really do appreciate every one of you. Thank you!
The time frame on this one will explain itself. :)
She was so unhappy and there was very little he could do about it.
"My clothes don't fit. It's a month until my due date and none of my maternity clothes fit. I'm enormous and I'm only going to get bigger." She sat down, feeling defeated.
He would never have thought that she would be the type of woman who would get upset about these things, but he supposed that hormones put her on an even playing field with the mood swings of other women. Not that he would ever tell her that.
"I'm sorry, Bones."
"That's all you're going to say?"
"I'm not sure what you want me to say. If I tell you you look gorgeous you tell me that nature has wired me to think that in an effort to keep males from straying from their mates during pregnancy. If I tell you you're not that big, you say that of course you are because you are growing a person inside of you and everything has expanded to accommodate pregnancy. If I tell you it won't be much longer now you tell me that I can't possibly know that because due dates are approximate and that it could still be another six weeks before she gets here and that six weeks is still quite a long time." He sat down beside her on the edge of the bed. "So I just don't know what to tell you."
She sniffed and accepted him lacing his fingers through hers. "I like the gorgeous one."
He chuckled. "You look gorgeous, Bones."
She was quiet for just a moment, then couldn't resist. "It is a fact that nature causes you to think that. My pregnancy by you is also a reflection of your virility, making me look more attractive to you."
"That doesn't make it any less true."
"I can accept that." she said, and laid her head on his shoulder. "Thank you, Booth."
"Any time, Bones. Any time."