Grin
Years in the field had given him a lifetime of images, but nothing like this.
In his office, a little girl was reading a story to a baby. She'd read, then turn to the child and push on the seat so the baby would jiggle and giggle, then she would read some more.
It didn't seem to fit the gravity of what they did there in the Lab.
"Dr. Stires?" Dr. Daisy Wick made her usual entrance, talking and walking at once, a bottle in one hand and a baby monitor in the other. "I'm so sorry. I went to heat up the bottle and Dr. Edison stopped me and. . . ."
He let her wind down.
"I don't mind that you left your son here, Dr. Wick," he offered. "You have a fine little babysitter here."
Daisy gave him that look which meant he was in for another torrent. "Oh no, Dr. Stires. These are Dr. Brennan's children."
The information was like a punch to his gut. The girl had Tempe's eyes, her fine features, while the baby looked more like. . . .
"She and Booth are helping locate Angela. They came in early this morning, which was really early and. . . ."
The little girl had stopped reading
"They've found something?"
"Oh, yes. Dr. Brennan discovered that the bones had been taken from Limbo meaning it had to be someone on the inside. . . ."
As she kept explaining, he couldn't help but look at the children. I should have known, he thought. The baby looked at him with a massive grin.
"Shouldn't you feed this little one, Dr. Wick?" he interrupted. He felt the need to escape. "I'll go find Dr. Saroyan and see what I can do to help."