Brennan could not think of anything better than being tucked under his arm as they strolled down the beach barefoot, the surf gently caressed their feet as it flowed over them. Thinking back to the last few months, she wondered how she had lived without him all these years. What they had before was special, but what they had now was phenomenal and she could only surmise that she was only able to avoid this level of intimacy with him because she had no clue what she had been missing.

The couple spent the next few days, enjoying the local cuisine, walks on the beach, snorkeling, swimming, couples massage, and their bed. One more night and they would be returning home to their lives, leaving this blissful existence.

She stood on their deck remembering a conversation she had with him when they first meant about vacations and when you go with someone you joke about not coming back. When you go alone you might not come back. She was on the side of them living in paradise forever. Then she smiled to herself, they would be bored inside of a month if they tried to do that. They were built for solving crimes and that is what they wanted to do.

Then she saw something glinting in the sun, she squinted her eyes trying to see what it was. There is was again. "Booth"

He lazily got up off the chair he was in and came out by her side. "Do you see anything over by that clump of grass?" she pointed where she saw the refraction of light

"No"

"I swear I saw something." Then there is was again.

"That I saw", Booth took off over the deck railing and headed for the clump of grass.

The object that Booth was after was smart enough to know a mad FBI agent when he saw one and he took off like a pack of wild dogs were after him.

The kid was young and had a big head start on Booth. Booth wasn't even able to get a good enough look at him to be able to watch for him. The guy was probably harmless and was most like a fan of Bones' books and was just trying to get a picture. He didn't really think anyone figured out they were in Fiji, but just in case he would keep an extra close eye on his wife until they were safely home.

The kid was breathing hard as he dialed the number he had written on the piece of paper.

"Hey, it is me…. Yeah he almost saw me this time…. You know I agreed to take some pictures for you, but this Dude could do some serious damage if he caught me, I didn't sign on to end up in the hospital. I more than fulfilled my end of the bargain…. Thanks, I will...Bye." He would breathe a sigh of relief when those pictures were developed and safely out of his hands in an envelope bound for his employer.

They arrived at the airport and there sat Hodgins plane. The same flight attendant was there to greet them as they got out of their cab. They were one of those couples you could look at know what they had was special.

"Hello again Mr. and Mrs. Booth."

"Hi" Booth greeted her warmly.

The return trip was a little different, this time the captain was able to come back and chat with the couple and they had a very nice comfortable meal before he went back up to the cockpit. After everything was cleared away, they curled up in their chairs and feel asleep; soon they would be back in DC.

The Limo met them at the plane and when they got in there were 3 dozen roses and a note from Angela welcoming them home and telling Brennan she needed to dish on all the details.

They were very happy to be home and now just needed to get use to the time difference since they needed to be back to work in a few days. But for now they were home, they had the house to themselves. Brennan was standing in the door to the bathroom as Booth walked into their bedroom; he looked up just in time to see her profile as she removed her shirt. She then disappeared behind the door, he assumed to the shower that he heard. Her profile her belly distended with their baby and the slight arch to her back. That was enough to make him weak in the knees. He started to disrobe on his way to the bathroom and as she slipped into the shower with her. "Room for two?"

She smiled up at him. "Don't you mean three?" as her belly pressed against his.