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By the time Friday rolled around, Booth was ready for the wedding to just be over. He had never wanted anything as much as he did his wedding to Brennan, but the waiting was killing him. He kept worrying that Brennan would change her mind. Booth wasn't going to lose that fear until the Justice of the Peace said the words 'I now pronounce you husband and wife' and that was a fact. Considering how resistant Brennan was about major changes in her life, Booth had already made up his mind that if Brennan actually did change her mind then his reaction would be no reaction at all. He didn't know if he could pull that off, but he sure as hell would try. He wasn't about to lose Brennan over this, no way. Sure, he would be unhappy about it, but he knew he would get over it. He was used to disappointments and not getting what he wanted in life. What was one more disappointment now?

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That Friday morning, Brennan called her father. It was 11 a.m. and Brennan thought it would be safe to invite her father to the wedding. She loved her father, but she thought he was a very meddlesome. Hearing Max on the line, Brennan she launched into why she'd called him. "Dad. I'm inviting you to Booth's and my wedding this evening." Hearing absolute silence on the other end, Brennan worried that something was wrong. "Are you still there, Dad?"

Clearing his throat, Max tried to control his temper. "You're getting married tonight? To Booth? And you're just now telling me? . . . What the hell, Temperance?"

At that poing, Brennan didn't care if he was angry or not. "Yes. Booth and I are getting married tonight. I decided to wait until this morning to tell you so you wouldn't have time to interfer with our wedding plans. I know you wanted me to have a big wedding, if I had ever decided to get married and I most definitely don't want one of those. Since the wedding will be a very small ceremony, I'm letting you know that you don't have to come to the wedding. I'm just extending the invititation to you because Booth was certain you would want to attend whether the ceremony was big or small. He seemed to think you would be angry if you didn't get an invitation."

"Of course, I want to come to your wedding, Tempe." His temper on edge, Max knew it wouldn't do any good to berate her. "Booth's right, big or small, I really want to be there when you get married . . . So Booth finally proposed to you? It's about time he asked you to marry him."

Brennan wante to keep the record staight. "Dad, this was my decision not Booth's. I'm the one who asked him to marry me."

Puzzled, Max knew he'd never understand those two. "Can't you two ever do anything the traditional way? Would it have killed him to ask you?"

Shaking head even though he couldn't see her, Brennan thought he was being too rigid. "We are who we are Dad. If you want to come to the wedding, I will call you this evening at 6 p.m. and let you know where the ceremony is going to be held."

His temper flaring , Max protested. "God, Tempe, are you that concerned that I might screw up your wedding plans? I won't do anything to mess it up. I get it. You want a small ceremony. It's your wedding, not mine. Call me at six and let me know where to go. I'll be there . . . You know, you need to trust me more. I'm not the meddler you seem to think I am."

"Fine. I'll talk to you this evening." Ending the call, Brennan thought, "Maybe I should have called him at three or four this afternoon."

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Brennan had volunteered to pick up Parker after school. Booth and Hank were watching some sporting event on TV and Brennan had told Booth that she wanted him to enjoy his vacation day with his grandfather. Booth had smiled and told her he appreciated it.

She had found a way to pick up Parker every day from school since Booth had done it last Friday.

Arriving at the school, Brennan had stepped out of her car and waited in front of her car for Parker. While she was waiting, she noticed that there were very few men picking up their children. She thought that the percentage of waiting parents was probably eighty percent women. She had been studying the group of parents every day this week and had been trying to determine how many women in the group were unmarried. She had talked to a few of the women over the week and finally decided that there too many unmarried woman in the group. Nodding her head, Brennan thought, "Yes, I think a wedding band on Booth's finger would be in order. I trust him, but I don't think it's fair to subject him to sexual advances from women who are looking for new husbands. Booth belongs to me now."

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At five p.m., Brennan reminded everyone that the wedding would take place in three hours, so everyone should consider getting dressed for the occasion soon. Booth smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. It was three hours to the wedding and Brennan hadn't changed her mind. Things were definitely looking up. Only three more hours and Brennan would be his wife. Booth started to relax. "Man, this may turn out all right after all."

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At 6 p.m., Brennan called her father to let him know where the wedding would be taking place.

"Gee, Honey," Max felt her invitation wasn't remotely sincere. "I feel like you don't trust me at all. Am I that terrible? It's seems kind of bad you acting like this towards your own father."

Annoyed with Max, Brennan snapped at him."You don't have to come if you don't want to, Dad."

He was annoyed too, but decided to behave. His daughter wouldn't hesitate to uninvite him. "I was joking, Honey. I was trying to lighten up the mood. Of course, I'll be there, with bells on."

Confused, Brennan stared at her phone and tried to make sense of his last statement. "Why are you going to be wearing bells? That isn't required at our wedding."

Rolling his eyes, Max tried to be patient. "That was another joke, Tempe. It just means that I'll be dressed appropriately and ready to have a good time."

"Oh." Brennan hated it when people didn't say what they meant. "Then why didn't you just say that?"

Shaking his head, Max sighed. "Your right, I should have. I'll see you in a couple of hours."

Ending the call, Max thought, "Man, she's nervous. I could hear it in her voice. I wouldn't want to be in the shoes of anyone who messes with her from now until she's married."

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Brennan seems to be very nervous and Max is taking the brunt of it. Any comments?