Good, now that is it out in the open, here's what I am REALLY planning on doing with this story. Each chapter will be a oneshot in itself (well most chapters, anyway), each of them about a certain day in Brennan's pregnancy. For example, chapter 2 was about something that happened when she was 2 months pregnant. Chapter 3 will be about either a day in her third month of pregnancy or about what happened the day she was 3 months pregnant. And so on for the rest of the pregnancy. Some chapters will have two parts (like this one), either when I feel like the first part has been long enough but that there are still some information to tell or when I feel like putting a cliffhanger but don't want necessarily to jump to the next month. For example, with this chapter, I didn't feel like making Angela say "It's positive" then jump to Chapter 3, a month later, and tell everyone how... whoa, almost ruined the whole chapter for you. Oops. Anyway, enough babbling for now. Enjoy Moment of Truth Part 2.

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"What?"

"It's positive."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I couldn't be more… well… positive."

The conversation rang through her mind as she drove carefully home. It was pouring rain outside, just like inside her heart. She didn't know what she would do. She was pregnant. She was going to have a baby. Oh man.

She pulled on the side of the road. She felt dizzy. She felt nauseous.

She stepped out of the car and walked towards the sidewalk. She had barely made to the sidewalk when she bent in two and emptied her stomach. Wiping her mouth on the back of her sleeve, she walked back to her car.

What was she going to do? She didn't want to have children. She had never wanted children. She was too busy with her work to take care of another human being. She wouldn't have time to take care of it. And how could she bring a child into this world knowing she knew? Knowing that maybe that child's mother or father wouldn't be coming home? How could she do that to her child?

Protectively, she put her hand on her stomach. What was she going to do about this? She couldn't have an abortion. Or could she? No, Booth would never let her. Oh man, Booth.

"So aren't you going to tell me how this happened?" Angela asked her friend.

"No."

She had sat down at her desk and stared intently at her computer screen, trying desperately to ignore Angela. She didn't want to talk about it. She didn't want to think about it. She simply wanted to forget this whole thing had happened.

"Come on, Sweetie, you have to tell me."

Angela had sat down on the couch and looked at her friend expectantly. Finally, after a few minutes of arguing, Brennan had surrendered and had started to tell her friend what had happened.

"Me and Booth…"

"OH… MY… GOD!" Angela had squealed, jumping up from the couch.

"What?"

"Booth's the father? Honey that is fantastic!"

"Really? Tell me how?"

"You and Booth finally together! What is not fantastic about that!"

"We are not together. We simply slept together."

"When?"

Brennan couldn't believe how happy her friend actually was. She herself wasn't that thrilled.

"About two months ago."

"Two months!"

"Yes. Two months."

"And you didn't know you were pregnant before that. I mean, you skipped two periods Sweetie. Shouldn't you have known after your first one?"

Technically speaking, yes, she should have had. But she had simply chose to ignore it. Today she wished she would have been more careful.

"How did you and Booth get together?" Angela added, not even waiting for an answer to her previous question.

Brennan blushed as she recalled what had happened. She hadn't known why but she felt like such a schoolgirl as she told Angela how it had happened.

"Well everything started at the New Year's party."

"The New Year's party!"

"Angela! Focus!"

"Sorry."

"Anyway, as I was saying, at the New Year's party, Booth and I got to talking. We talked a lot, drank, danced a little bit and he ended coming back to my place afterwards. We had gotten, well, really closer at the party and Booth felt like it was time to get closer… physically. We made out on my couch for like twenty minutes (at this, she blushed deeply) and he tried to go further. I had to stop him since it was my time of the month. I told him and he got all uncomfortable. He apologized and said that he should get going. Angela, you should have seen his face! I had never seen something so funny before. He had been really grossed out."

"I can imagine." Angela replied, trying her best not to laugh even though Brennan wasn't holding herself back.

"Anyway. He left that night. Then about two weeks, he gave me a ride back from work."

"The day you got your accident, right. I remember."

"Yes. Well, I invited him over for dinner, you know, as a thank-you for the ride. After dinner we went back to the living room and we got to talking. Jokingly, he told me I still owed him a night of… how did he put it? … passionate sex? (again, she blushed deeply). I told him that I sure did and his face change. I had only been joking but the next thing I knew we were making out again and this time I didn't stop him."

"Awww, Sweetie. Was he any good?"

"Ange!"

"Sorry. I'm just curious."

"The best I ever had." She had mumbled.

"What was that?" Angela had asked her.

And for the fourth time in ten minutes, she had blushed deeply once again.

"Nothing."

And now here she was. She had told Dr. Goodman she was heading home for the day, that she really wasn't feeling well. Her boss hadn't said anything but she knew that he had wondered why she was leaving. He had a good reason to be suspicious. This wasn't like her to miss work. She just couldn't face anybody at the moment. She simply wanted to be alone, she needed to think about what she was going to do.

As she put the car back on drive, she couldn't help but wonder what her life would be if she actually kept the baby. She'd be gone on maternity leave for about a year, what was going to happen to her job? The FBI practically depended on her and her team. Maybe Zach could fill in while she was gone. But he wasn't even certified yet. Was it possible that she could get him to finish his doctorate AND get certified by the Board before the baby was born? No that would be impossible.

The drive back home took a long time. The rain finally came to a stop as she parked her car in her driveway. She got out of the car, walked to her door and unlocked it. As she stepped inside, a weird feeling ran through her. In nine months, she would be doing this but she wouldn't be alone. She would be holding a baby and she would be feeling weaker than she felt at the moment.

"Freaky." She thought.

She dropped her keys on the table and walked to her answering machine. She pressed the play button.

"Hi Sweetie it's me. I just wanted to make sure you got home safely, the weather is so bad. Call me when you get this message. By the way, Booth stopped by looking for you. Apparently he needed to talk to you about something. It sounded pretty important. Maybe you should give him a call, you know, find out what he needed to tell you and maybe, you know, tell him something that maybe he SHOULD know. Anyway, Goodman's coming. Call me."

She turned around and walked towards the cupboard. She was thirsty. She grabbed a glass and was about to fill it when she heard the second message.

"Hey Bones, it's Booth. I stopped by your office but Angela told me you'd gone home. Said you weren't feeling well. I hope you didn't catch my flu. I'm feeling much better now, in case you were wondering. Listen, there's something I wanted to talk to you about. I'll stop by your place later today, if you don't mind. It's… uh… pretty important. So I'll talk to you later, OK?"

Putting the glass back on the counter, she stared at the machine. Booth was coming? Here? Today? Oh man. The dizziness came back and she sat down.

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She heard the knocks and looked at the time. It was a little past six. She knew it had to be him. Angela had already stopped by and left fifteen minutes before. She was pretty sure it wasn't Zach or Hodgins coming to check on her.

She got up slowly and walked to the door. She waited a second or two before opening it, trying to gather as much strength as she could. Tonight was the night she'd tell him. She didn't know if she would be able to hide it from him much longer. Besides he deserved to know. After all this was his baby too. He had the right to have a say in what was going to happen.

She opened the door to see a very tired and what seemed to be nervous Booth. She invited him in, grabbed his coat and hung on the wall. She led him to the living room. He was awfully quiet and she was fully aware of his stare on her. What was wrong with him?

They both sat down on the couch and Booth pulled her closer. He kissed the top of her head and this time, Brennan asked him what was wrong. Booth heard the concern in her voice and tried not to let it get to him.

"The FBI asked me to go undercover."

"What?" Brennan asked, pulling away from him.

But Booth claimed her back to him. He wasn't ready to let go just yet.

"Yeah they said that they would like me to give it a try and if I liked it then I could go in permanently. Please say something. Anything."

But Brennan didn't know what to say. Was there anything she could say?

"When are you leaving?" she finally asked after a minute or two of silence.

"Three days."

"Three days?"

"I know, it's soon. But this guy is very dangerous and it's time that we stop him."

"Where are you going?"

"Somewhere in California. I can't tell you where."

"How long will you be gone?" she asked, suddenly fearing that he'd come back after the baby was born.

Wait! When had she decided she was keeping the baby in the first place?

"I don't know. We're hoping for a month but it could be longer than that, six months, maybe even more."

"Six months!"

"I'm sorry, Temperance. I don't want to go but I need to. My boss wouldn't take no for an answer."

Brennan nodded. Suddenly telling him about her pregnancy didn't seem like such a good idea. He was leaving. He was probably not even coming back. What if he liked his job undercover? What if he took it permanently? He would be leaving like this every other month. What would she do with the baby? She couldn't raise it on her own. She'd need him with her, by her side, twenty-four seven.

Suddenly she felt a great need to pull away. She was getting too close. She was being dependant. She couldn't afford to become dependant. This was a really bad idea. They should have been more careful. She should have taken her pills every day instead of being so focus into her work. If she hadn't been such a workaholic, maybe she wouldn't have gotten pregnant.

Booth sensed something was wrong but couldn't quite put a finger on it.

"I won't go if you don't want me to." He said, tentatively. "Just one word from you and I'm telling my boss that I'm not going. He'll just have to find someone else to pose with Kara as a married couple."

"What!"

"I forgot to mention that part to you, huh?"

"You're leaving with someone?"

"Yes. Agent Kara Strom. She's been an undercover agent for three years. She'll be training me. But don't worry, Tempe, she's not even hot."

He had added this last remark with a teasing smile.

"Go." She finally said after a few seconds of deep silence.

"I'm sorry?"

"Go. This might be a good move for your career."

"But Temp..?"

"Seriously, Booth, go!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. You'd tell me to do the same thing."

Booth paused to think.

"Actually I'd tell you to stay." He risked answering.

Brennan looked up at her partner, unbelievably. He had to be kidding.

"But then… I'd tell you that it was your decision, that in life you have to try new things and I'd let you go if that was what your heart desired."

Brennan nodded.

"What does your heart desire, Booth?"

"You. But a small part of it also wants to try it out."

"Then do it, Booth. Go try it. Someone once told me that in life, you have to try new things."

Booth chuckled lightly and pulled her back to him.

"Are you sure you want me to go?"

"Yes, Booth. I'm sure, I couldn't be more… positive."

And as Booth pulled her even closer to him, if that was even possible, a bad feeling crept through his partner. If only he knew.