Guys, sorry it's taken so long for me to update, I have just been so stuck on how to finish chapter. I finally did though and while I'm not 100% happy with the ending, I'm happy enough and I wanted to get this out. Hope you guys enjoy.


Michael's Pov

As I woke up, I turned to look at my clock, seeing it was 6am, meaning I'd gotten at least five hours sleep, and I couldn't be bothered trying to go back to sleep so I was going to just get up. I turned the other way and saw Christine still fast asleep beside me, half of her hair covering her face.

I got up, leaving her to sleep, and pulled on my boxers before heading to the bathroom.

Once I was done, I went back to my room and grabbed out a pair of track pants, before leaving Christine to sleep. I went to the lounge and started doing sit ups. I tried to work out in the morning if I had time, and I had time today. I would have loved some more sleep, but I wasn't complaining about the reason I had been up so late.

I moved onto pushups, before I heard a small noise behind me and I turned my head to see Christine standing there, wearing one of my t-shirts and her underwear, her hair a mess.

"How long have you been standing there?" I asked her and she shrugged.

"Only a few minutes." She said, smiling. "I was just enjoying the view – observing the movements of your muscles."

I chuckled as I stood up. "You were checking me out." I said and she grinned.

"Maybe." She said and I rolled my eyes. "Do you want breakfast? It's early enough that I can cook something."

"Sure." I said and she walked past me to go to the kitchen.

I followed her after a moment and watched as she went to the fridge, and I'll admit I stared at her butt. It was hard not to.

She got some eggs and cheese from the fridge. "Is a cheese omelet okay?"

"Of course, and while you do that, I'll pack us some lunch." I said, 'cause I wasn't letting her do everything.

I grabbed Christine's lunch box out of her bag and mine and just put some fruit and made some sandwiches. We could have some warm school food, as the cafeteria did have food and the weather was cold, but Christine and I kinda preferred taking lunch out of habit.

By the time I put it aside, Christine had served up breakfast and we sat at the kitchen bench, eating. Actually, we both ate really quickly, so I guess that we were both hungry, not that that was a surprise after how much energy we burnt last night.

She grabbed our plates and took them over to the sink, where she started to wash the dishes. Seeing that we still had time till school, a lot of time, I snuck up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. Now that we had been together, I think it was fair to say that we could be as intimate as we wanted to now without that embarrassment as we had already slept together and seen everything of each other.

"I'm trying to do the dishes." She said after a moment and I leant down to kiss her neck.

"I'm aware." I said with a smirk on my lips.

"Then stop trying to distract me." She said as I continued to kiss her neck.

"Hummmmm, no." I said, my lips not leaving her neck.

She moved then, grabbing a towel, drying her hands and turning around in my arms in a matter of seconds, causing me to have to remove my lips from her neck. "Michael…." I cut her off by kissing her.

For a second, she didn't kiss me back, but then she did and she wrapped her arms around my neck. I turned her and picked her up enough to sit her on the bench, causing her to laugh.

"Did you think we'd be doing this yesterday?" She chuckled and I smiled at her.

"No, but I can't say I wasn't dreaming about it." I said and she laughed again before I captured her lips again with mine.

She wrapped her legs around my waist as she kissed my back, her hands in my hair, and I kept my hands on her hips. Well, my hands did move my top on her body, as it was kinda hard not to. She had such soft skin.

"Um…." I heard a familiar voice say and I pulled away from Christine to see Dad standing.

"Hey Dad." I said, noticing that Christine was blushing like mad.

I was glad that there was enough on the bench to hide the fact that Christine was only wearing my shirt and underwear, 'cause then he'd know what we'd done last night. No one wanted to tell their parents when they had sex. "I didn't think you'd be home right now."

"I figured." He said. "I just had to drop by and get something. I wasn't expecting Christine to be here."

"She slept over last night. She wanted to give her parents some alone time and I figured it was easier for her to stay here than taking her to Kate's." I said, as it wasn't exactly a lie. Whether he believed me or not, who knows. It was probably better that he walked in instead of Mom.

"I'll just… leave you two alone." Dad said, turning and leaving the room.

I got her off the bench. "Go to my room now and I'll get your bag so you can get dressed." I said and she nodded, taking off quick.

I ran to get her bag and grabbed it, getting to my room and opening the door enough to give it to her, which I managed to do before Dad came back.

"Well, I'm back off to work." Dad said, not saying a word about what he'd just walked in on or about anything else. Why'd I have a feeling Mom was going to hear about this.

I was a bit surprised as he left, but when it came to sex Mom and Dad still weren't shy, and I'd accidentally heard stories I wish I could forget. Point was, he wasn't going to say anything as he didn't know for sure what we'd done last night. Christine had worn my shirts before to sleep in when she'd stayed over before we'd gotten together, and we'd been together for a while and made out before, so.

I turned and headed to my room, knocking and slowly opening the door. I went in and Christine was standing there in black jeans and her bra, getting ready to pull on a long-sleeved burgundy sweater.

"Hey, is your dad still here?" She asked, a faint blush still on her cheeks.

"No, he left pretty much straight away." I said as I went over to my dresser to get my own clothes.

"Honestly, I think my Dad would have done the same thing, though for a different reason." She said and I chuckled. Booth wouldn't ask 'cause he didn't want to know.

I pulled on jeans, a gray long sleeved shirt and a black hoodie, watching as Christine was brushing out her hair. I smiled and climbed on the bed, taking the brush from her hand, causing her to look at me in confusion.

"Want me to braid it?" I asked and she smiled, nodding. I knew how to braid 'cause Mom had taught me so I could help braid Katherine's hair.

I sat behind her and worked on her hair, braiding it pretty well and using the hair tie on the brush to tie it up.

"Thanks." She said and I kissed her cheek.

"You're welcome, now you finish getting dressed. I have to go take the stuff out of the bed of my truck." I said.

I got off the bed and headed out of the room. I had to move so we did get to school on time, and there was a couple of things in the house I had to do so they would believe Christine slept in the spare room and not my bed.


Christine's Pov

As we arrived at school, I climbed out of the car, my boots hitting the ground and a small bit of snow. It had snowed all last night apparently, which was lovely. I was glad my black jacket was thick today, 'cause it was cold. Normally it wasn't this cold in February, but we'd gotten a sudden heavy cold front.

Michael took my hand as we walked towards the school, and I was glad my cheeks were already red from the cold. Last night kept flashing into my mind, and so had Hodgins walking in on us making out this morning. Plus, I knew the second that Kate saw me, I was in for some serious questions.

"Is it wrong that I would've preferred staying at your house instead of coming to school today, lying in bed and just relaxing?" I said and Michael let go of my hand so he could wrap his arm around my shoulders.

"No, 'cause I wanted to do the same thing." He said. "But, if we did do that, our parents would probably be a lot more inclined to believe that we actually did do something last night, which we did."

"Like Angela's not going to think that anyway. I can't exactly lie to my parents now and say I stayed at Kate now that Hodgins saw me there this morning." I said, not that I was going to admit what Michael and I had really done last night.

"No doubt." He said as we made it inside, before kissing the side of my head. "Go talk to Kate before class starts, or she'll corner you later."

He wasn't wrong, so we parted to go to our lockers and there Kate was, leaning against hers, obviously waiting for me.

"Hey." I said and she looked at me.

"I thought you were going to come over last tonight." She said and I sighed. I knew where this was going.

"I ended up staying at Michael's last night." I said and she nodded.

"Was the date amazing?" She asked, which I was surprised about. I thought she was just going to come out and ask if we'd slept together. She was the one hoping I'd stay there last night.

"Yeah, it really was – he put so much thought into it." I said, reaching up to touch the necklace he'd given me. "And it ended differently to what he planned, but it was amazing. I'm glad I decided that I was ready."

"I'm glad, and I want to know everything about the date he planned." She said, turning to open her locker. I just watched her, wondering if she'd get what I'd been hinting at, and just as she opened her locker, she stopped and looked at me, wide eyed. "Wait, are you saying that you actually… god my stupid pregnant brain. I was literally saying I hoped you'd spend the night with Michael yesterday so you could do that exact thing."

I smiled. "I was wondering when you'd click." I said and she just shook her head.

"So, you two actually did it?" She asked, though quietly so no one else heard.

"Yes, we did." I said and she started grinning.

"Was it good?" She asked and I laughed, before nodding. "Well it's about time you joined the club. I'll so lie to your parents for you though – don't want them knowing what you were up to."

"Hodgins walked in on us making out this morning, so that won't work." I said and her eyes widened. "Thankfully, it could look like I just stayed over in the spare room and that's what I'm gonna claim I did."

"Okay, wow. So, Hodgins walked in on you two – you weren't naked, were you?" She asked and if she hadn't been pregnant, I would've hit her arm, but I didn't.

"No, I wasn't – I had Michael's t-shirt on over my underwear, though I think Hodgins thought I had pants on." I admitted, though not loudly. I didn't need the whole school knowing.

"You better hope so." Kate grinned and I rolled my eyes.

"It's not like it's really going to matter. Angela will probably guess anyway, I just hope she doesn't say anything to my Mom. Then again, Angela's cool when it comes to these things, so I don't think she will straight away." I said. I'd gotten used to Angela seeming to have some kind of foresight when it came to these things. "Now, can we get to class? I convinced myself to come in today, even though a bed and movies sounded better to me for once."

"Ha, it's weird hearing you say you didn't want to come to school, not that I can blame you." She said, before rubbing her stomach. "Peanut here seems to drain all my energy."

"I love that your nickname for the baby is peanut because one of your first cravings was peanuts." I said.

"Yeah, and it was the least weird of my cravings too. I always thought that movies were just messing around with the whole "weird food craving" thing when your pregnant, but they so weren't." She said, rubbing her stomach. I'd seen some of the things she'd eaten and a few of them were kinda weird. "Right now, all I wanna do is sit in bed, eating a cream cheese bagel with cool ranch dorito's in it, but of course I have to go to class 'cause I need an education."

"That actually doesn't sound horrible." I said after a moment. I'd heard her want to eat worse.

"It's amazing, but let's stop talking about food and get to class before I ditch." She said and I smiled as we headed off to class.


Angela's Pov

"I'll just put the bag over here Angie." Hodgins said as he placed down the bag I'd asked him to get.

"How was Michael this morning. Did his and Christine's date go well?" I asked him.

"What? Oh, it went fine. Perfectly fine." Hodgins said and I raised an eyebrow.

"Okay, what is it?" I asked and he shrugged.

"Well, if Michael ask's, you forced me to tell you, but Christine was there this morning." Hodgins said and my eye's widened. Christine had stayed over last night.

"Wait, did they…?" I started to ask and he shrugged.

"I don't know. She's stayed over before, so I guess she could have just stayed to give Booth and Brennan some space, but I did walk in on the two of them making out, so who knows." Hodgins said and I sighed. Well, it was going to happen eventually.

I remembered how I was as a teenager, and continued to be for years. Hodgins and I were still going at it like teens, so I couldn't really tell my son not to when he'd walked in on us a few times. Plus, Michael was responsible and he'd known Christine for years. It wasn't like this was a girl he'd just met and they'd been together nearly a year. Of course, they may not have done anything, but I had a feeling they might have.

"Well, whatever they did, we don't need to know." I said simply.

"Wait, you actually don't want to know? I don't, 'cause we watched Christine grow up with Michael, but I thought you might." He said. Anyone else, I might have. I talked to Brennan about sex often, and everyone knew I wasn't shy about it, but this was a bit different.

"If I know for sure, I'll feel bad for not telling Brennan 'cause she's Christine's mother. If I tell her, she'll tell Booth and we both know that he knows it'll happen eventually but doesn't want to know about it when it happens or talk about it. I can't blame him." I said. "Also, I don't need to know. No teenager wants to tell their parents about their sex life. I don't want to be that annoying Mom who butts into every aspect of my kids life. We don't need to know about his sex life, unless he does something wrong."

"He's smart, so if they did… do it, at least we know they would have been careful." Hodgins said.

"Who would have been careful?" Cam asked as she came into the room, Brennan behind her.

"The interns I left to watch my bugs last night. I was telling Angie how some of my… bugs were looking listless, but I'm sure they would have been careful with them." Hodgins said, quickly covering up what we were talking about. He had had two interns watch his bugs, so it wasn't a total lie. "I better get back to work."

He left the room as fast as he could and I shook my head, before looking at Cam and Brennan. "Is there something you need?"

"I needed Dr. Hodgins, so it very annoying that he left." Brennan said, before she turned to go after my husband. He was going to be a nervous wreck when she got there.

"I'm going to guess that I walked in on you and Hodgins talking about something private." Cam said and I nodded. "Or was it Dr. Brennan who you didn't want hearing your conversation? You did say they."

I sighed. "We were talking about Christine and Michael. They spent Valentines together." I admitted. I knew Cam wouldn't say anything.

Realization appeared on her face. "Oh, so you think that…"

"We don't know, we were just saying how we didn't want to know when, but at least we both know they'll be careful when they do." I admitted and she nodded.

"And you don't want to tell Brennan because you have no idea if it actually happened and even though Christine is her daughter, Dr. Brennan is incredibly blunt when it comes to sex. She'll also tell Booth, who doesn't want to know." Cam said, knowing Brennan just as well as I did. "I won't say anything." She said. "I will say that I'm impressed though. When I first thought Michelle was having sex when she was sixteen, we both know that I freaked."

I smiled. "I remember. But, my sons going to do what he's going to do. Plus, I have the added bonus of knowing that both Christine and Michael are quite responsible for their ages and, even though they've been dating less than a year, they've known each other their whole lives. It's not some random girl."

I think I'd be more concerned if it was some random girl, but more importantly, I was probably going to be more worried about Katherine when she grew up and started dating.


Christine's Pov

"So, when's your baby shower?" Anna asked Kate, who was eating a large homemade lunch. She wasn't allowed to eat cafeteria food right now, Amanda wouldn't let her 'cause of the baby.

"Sometime in March or April. I haven't picked the exact date yet." Kate said between eating. "So, how was everyone else's Valentine's? I know Christine had fun."

"I didn't have one. I was at home watching romantic movies." Anna said.

"Ford and I went out to the movies." Stacey said, almost shyly.

"I went on a date with a guy from the football team, but he was a blockhead." Layla said and I laughed. She had no patience for men who she said barely had a functioning brain.

"Well then, Christine definitely won then. She had an awesome date." Kate said, grinning like the Cheshire cat.

"What happened?" Stacey asked.

"We went out for a very nice dinner at an Italian restaurant and then we went and laid in the back of his truck and looked up at the stars, while eating a lot of strawberries and chocolate. And he gave me this necklace." I said, pulling it out and showing it off. "I was a really lovely night."

"Okay, now I hate you." Anna said and I laughed.

"She's leaving something out. Her night didn't end after that." Kate was still grinning and I really wanted to smack her.

"What, what else happened?" Stacey asked.

"Well, she's not daddy's little girl anymore." Kate said.

"I kinda hate you right now." I said, 'cause I didn't want to have this conversation in the cafeteria.

"Wait, you and Michael had sex?" Stacey asked, though she was nice enough to say it softly so only we could hear it.

"Huh, so now you guys know too." Ford said as he sat down, Michael sitting down beside me and looking apologetic.

"Sorry, he cornered me." Michael whispered.

"I told Kate, so I can't blame you for wanting to tell someone." I whispered back, before looking around at our friends who were looking at us. "And now you all know and that is the end of the conversation."

"But…"

"No." I said, cutting Stacey off.

We were not having this conversation.

"You're no fun." Stacey pouted.

"That's not what Michael thinks." I said as like an instant reply, causing Kate and Ford to laugh and Michael to chuckle as he shook his head, pulling me close to him.

- Line Breaker -

At the end of the day (which was a long day 'cause Kate kept joking with me, which I let her, and she even joked about how if Darius was here, he'd be giving Michael so much shit) Michael drove me to his house so I could pick up my flowers and the other things I had left there, and then he drove me home. He had work today, for a few hours till closing. He worked at game store, as a part time. He pulled up in front of my house and I leaned over, kissing him on the lips, which he instantly made more passionate.

"You have to get to work." I said against his lips and he pulled away from me, groaning.

"I know, though I wish I didn't." He said and I laughed. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." I said and I climbed out of the car with my flowers and bags, shutting the door behind me.

I headed into the house and was surprised to see that Dad was already home, sitting in an armchair watching the T.V. He turned his head when he heard me.

"You're home early for once." I said and he chuckled.

"Yeah, I had an easy day." Dad said. "So, did you have a good night last night?"

"Yeah, Michael planned the perfect date." I said, though in my head I added 'and the ending was fantastic, which was surprising since my first times are supposed to suck" as I wasn't going to say that out loud. "Did you and Mom enjoy your night?"

"Yes, we did." He said and as much as I wanted to tease him, I left it. "Did you end up getting to Kate's?"

"No, I slept in the spare room at Michael's. We got back later then I thought, so I didn't want to bug Kate." I said innocently and he continued looking at me for a moment, before nodding.

"Well, I'm glad you had fun." He said, before something happened on the screen that 'caused his head to snap back and look at the T.V. He was watching something to do with hockey.

"Well I'm going to put my bags in my room, then find a vase for my roses." I said, before heading upstairs and leaving him to his T.V.


Michael's Pov

As I arrived home from work, I could hear Katherine laughing from somewhere that wasn't the lounge and when I saw Mom in the kitchen, I figured she was with Dad.

"Michael, welcome home." Mom said when she saw me.

"Hey Mom." I said as I sat down at the kitchen bench, instantly thinking about this morning with Christine, and Dad walking in. I was waiting for Mom to ask.

"I'll heat your dinner up for you." She said.

"Thanks Mom." I said.

"Did your date with Christine go well?" She asked.

"Yeah, it really did." I said.

"Good, I'm glad." She said, and I waited for her to continue, but she didn't.

"Wait, you're not going to ask me anything else?" I asked and she smiled at me.

"No, because I don't need to know. For once, I'll stay out of it, as I know that, if you did, you would have been careful. You don't actually have to tell me if you did." Mom said and I was kinda surprised. "You're smart, and you're afraid Booth will shoot you."

I laughed. "Yeah, even though I know he never will, I am." I said, though that wasn't admitting to what Christine and I had done last night.

I guess I got lucky, 'cause I had been sure she'd ask me to actually tell her. She probably knew we most likely did, which we did, but she wasn't asking me to confirm it.