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Chapter Twenty-Nine: Museums Galore

Before they got too caught up in the kiss, Booth was sure to step away and pull Brennan out of the apartment by her hand, towards the Mercedes that Hodgins had given him the keys for, and was racing towards their first stop in no time.

Their first stop happened to be the Louvre, which Angela had highly recommended they visit as soon as they were able to because of all the lovely paintings and sculptures that the artist, herself, had spent hours admiring. She revealed that the Louvre is part of why she became and artist, having seen it when she was a little girl as her father's band toured Europe.

Brennan had to agree with the artist as she and Booth walked around the vast museum, gazing at the gorgeous paintings and amazing sculptures and reading about the histories of such pieces. Booth seemed to also be in awe, as he couldn't tear his eyes from any of the artwork, particularly the landscapes, which he found peaceful and endearing.

Brennan noticed his love of such pieces and smiled softly. "Aren't they beautiful?" she asked, motioning towards the paintings he was so enamoured by. "Don't they just make you want to find a place like that and stay forever?"

Booth grinned down at her. "When did you become so philosophical, Bones?"

Brennan scoffed. "I believe the word you really mean is illogical, and I suppose around the same time I lost my imperviousness." Brennan smiled, lovingly up towards Booth. "But that's just fine with me." she confided.

Booth grinned and leaned down to kiss her. "Me too." he said.

Brennan smiled into the kiss, and when she pulled away, she looped her arm around his waist, leading him on to the next painting.

It took them nearly four hours to go throughout the entire museum, at which point both were starving and very tired of walking. Yet, it took them anoth half hour to find where they parked their car. When they did, Booth was too tired to drive, so, for once, he handed the keys to Brennan.

Brennan's energy level seemed to be brought up by this as she eagerly jumped into the car, buckled her seatbelt, and revved up the engine. All before Booth could even open his door, and pray to God that they wouldn't crash.

They didn't crash. But they came very close to it as Brennan sped down the streets of Paris and they bickered about where to go for a late lunch.

They finally settled on a quaint little street cafe that had outdoor tables and a maginificent view of the Eiffel Tower.

Though it was pretty chilly that day, Booth and Brennan opted for eating outside and one of the waiters even brought them a portable heater to keep warm. After setting it up, he took their orders and went off to get their drinks.

"This is pretty nice." Brennan said, warming her hands over the heater, meant to look like a small fire in the center of the table.

Booth agreed. "Yeah, and the baguette smells great." He said, taking some bread and buttering it down.

Brennan chuckled. "I thought I was the one that was supposed to be engorging myself on food. I am the one growing two infants in my uterus, after all."

Booth grimaced. "TMI, Bones." he said.

Brennan cocked an eyebrow. "I don't know what that means."

Booth shook his head. "Nevermind, Bones. Just take some bread and enjoy. It's amazing." he said, handing her the basket.

Brennan took a piece and brought it to her mouth, taking a bite and moaning as the bread seemed to melt in her mouth. "Mmmm! This is good!"

Booth chuckled. "Told you so. It's even better with butter, you know."

Brennan shook her head. "I don't reallly want butter right now. It's too greasy and will do nothing for my morning sickness. If anything, it might make it worse."

Booth nodded in understanding. "Just like the brussel sprouts when you were pregnant with Mila."

Brennan groaned. "That was horrible. I don't even want to think about it."

"Then don't." Booth said, grinning. "Think about where we are, Bones. We're in Paris, France, the city of romance, and we're married! Life cannot get any better."

Brennan smiled softly. "Except for the fact that we're pregnant with twins and we don't have our other little baby." Brennan frowned at this last part.

"Hey," Booth said, taking hold of her hand. "We'll see her soon enough. Hodgins and Angela have a computer with a webcam. If you want, when we get home tonight, we'll webchat with them. This way we can see our little girl and she can see her Mommy and Daddy. Okay?"

Brennan nodded, smiling slightly. "That sounds very pleasing."

Booth smiled. "Good. Now, back to business. Where's our food?"

He said this right as the waiter came out with their meals. Booth got the Chicken Parisien sandwhich and Brennan ordered a vegetarian version, made with eggplant as a substitute for the meat.

Booth eyed her lunch. "I take it these kids aren't meat lovers like their father and older siblings?"

Brennan shook her head. "I haven't had any strange cravings for meat yet, so it's a bit soon to tell but hopefully..."

Booth groaned and Brennan chuckled, taking a bite of her delicious sandwhich.

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