A/N: I should totally be working on my take-home exam but I just couldn't go another day without writing another Bones chapter. Not much fluff in that chapter, Booth being gone and all. I'll start working on Chapter 4 right after this and it should be posted some time tonight or tomorrow morning, depending on many reviews I get tonight for Chapter 3 (the more reviews I get, the less time you have to wait in between chapters, do we have a deal? ;-) lol).

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Brennan woke up bright and early on this beautiful day of April considering she had been practically up all night worrying about Booth. He had left two weeks earlier and the past weeks had been almost unbearable. He had told her he would call once his plane would land in California but he hadn't. But she couldn't blame him. She figured that he thought that it wouldn't be secure to call her from his cellphone and if indeed that was what he was thinking, she couldn't blame him.

She turned to look at her clock. It was a little past 6:00 am. Yawning, she sat up in her bed and stretched. She looked outside. The sun was just starting to rise. She smiled as she thought about how wonderful this day was going to be. She got up and walked to her bathroom.

She took the prenatal vitamins out of the medicine cabinet, unscrewed the top and took out two. Closing it, she put the bottle back in the cabinet then filled the glass beside the sink with water. Swallowing her vitamins, she debated what to eat for breakfast. Lately she had had a craving for eggs and decided that poached eggs was what she was going to eat.

On her way to the kitchen she noticed the flashing light on her answering.

"That's weird." She said out loud, her brows furrowing.

She didn't remember having any messages when she went to bed the night before and it was pretty early for someone to have called this morning. Nevertheless she pressed the play button and she soon heard the familiar voice.

"Hey Bones, it's me."

He was whispering.

"I don't have much time to talk, I don't know if this line is secured. I just wanted to let you know that I'm fine and that... I really miss you. I really wish you could be here with me and... YES I'M COMING!"

Temperance jumped at the voice of her partner's voice. Evidently he hadn't been talking to her and she figured that his new partner, his fake wife, had said something to him. Suddenly she heard a big crashing noise in the background. When Booth spoke again, his voice was more urgent.

"Listen Bones, I gotta go. I'm not quite sure when I'm coming back but... we'll talk soon OK? I really need to go."

She heard a whole lot of other noises as Booth spoke but silence returned to her home when he hung up. She simply stood in front of the machine, not moving. When had he called? She had come home the previous day around 7:00 pm and she had been pretty sure that she hadn't had any messages then. She had gone to bed shortly after midnight and hadn't heard the phone ring as she tossed and turned in her bed until 3:00 am. Had she fallen asleep and couldn't remember? She hardly doubted that Booth had called during the three hours she had been asleep. She would have waken up.

Confused she went on her way, once again, to the kitchen. She took out the eggs from the fridge and took out a pan.

" 'Morning Sweetie." Angela told her best friend as she poked her head into her office around 8:00.

"Hey Ange."

"What are you doing?" Angela asked her as she walked in and went to stand behind her friend.

She looked down at the computer screen. Her friend was reading the news.

"Still looking to see if Booth is still alive?"

For the past two weeks, Brennan had followed the news very closely. Every morning she read the newspaper and searched the Web for anything related to California, serial killers in that state or deaths of FBI agents. Then, at night, she'd watch the ten o'clock news after she got home from work. This new obsessive behavior was not only worrying Angela but was making Brennan edgier each day.

When Brennan didn't answer, Angela sighed and she was about to step out of the office when her best friend called her back.

"Sorry, Ange. I'm just a little nervous. Booth called me."

"When?"

"I don't know. I woke up this morning and I had a message from him. He didn't say much but it really looked like he was in danger."

Angela sat down on a chair on the other side of the desk.

"What makes you say that?"

"I could tell by his tone. He seemed in a rush. Then I heard crashing noises in the background and he said that he needed to go."

"Doesn't mean he's in danger."

"I know but it could also mean that he is."

"You know what this is about, don't you?"

"What?"

"You're scared about your baby. You turned your guilt for not having said anything about the baby before he left to excessive worrying that he's not going to come back? You're being irrational, Bren."

"I am not being irrational. If you would have heard the noise, you would be worried at the moment too. And I do not feel guilty for not telling him about the baby. I really wanted him to go and if I would have told him about the baby then he would have stayed."

"That's the lamest excuse I have ever heard, Brennan."

"It's true."

"No, you say it's true because you want to believe that it is but it's not. There's another reason. You didn't want to tell him, you were scared. Why?"

Brennan sighed. She knew Angela was right. She was using Booth's undercover case as an excuse and she knew it deep down. It was true. She had been scared, scared to death about telling Booth she was pregnant with his child after what had happened.

"You're right. I'm scared."

Angela's face changed. From the tone Brennan had used to answer her, Angela knew that her best friend was telling the truth.

"Why are you scared Sweetie?" she asked softly. "Booth would be thrilled to have another kid."

"Well, you see, we um... we um..."

"Didn't use protection?"

"Yes. We didn't... use protection and, you see, the thing is... Booth asked me if I was on the pill and I told him yes."

Angela gasped loudly.

"And you lied!"

"No. I didn't lie. I just forgot to take my pills a couple of times that month."

"Sweetie that's even worse."

"How's that even worse?"

"Now he'll think that you did on purpose."

"He knows I don't want children, why would he think I did on purpose?"

"Oh Honey you should have totally told him before he left."

"Told who what?"

The two best friends turned around and saw Hodgins and Zach standing in the doorway. Angela looked at her friend and raised an eyebrow but Brennan shook her head.

"I'm not telling them Ange."

"Telling us what?" Zach asked.

"Smart move, Bren. Now they know something is up that you don't want to tell them about."

"It's nothing, guys, really." Brennan said, ignoring Angela. "What did you want?"

"Washington P.D. called. There was a plane crash outside Washington and the police need help to identify some of the victims." Hodgins replied.

"OK, let's go then." Brennan said as she got up.

Angela casted her a warning look but Brennan chose to ignore it. She wasn't that far along in her pregnancy, she could go work on the field. Grabbing her lab coat, she followed Zach to the parking lot.

They were almost at her car when Zach turned to her.

"I know, Dr. Brennan."

"You know what, Zach?"

"I know you're pregnant."

Brennan stopped dead in her tracks.

"How did you know?"

"I've known for a while, actually. You had most of the symptoms: the nausea, the dizziness, the cravings. Now you've just got that glow and I know that glow. I have a large family and I remember seeing my mom this way whenever she was pregnant. You've got some new energy that didn't used to be there. It's nice to see you so happy, Dr. Brennan."

"Thanks, Zach, that's sweet. But could we focus on getting to the crash scene?"

"Sure, Dr. Brennan." Zach replied, his eyes dropping to the ground.

On her way to her bedroom, Brennan saw the flashing light of the answering machine for the second time that day. She pressed the play button once again and listened to the three new messages on her machine.

The first one was from Angela calling to chat but guessing that she still hadn't gotten home from the lab since she wasn't picking up, reminding her that it was almost 9:00 pm and that she should get some rest. The second one was from Zach, apologising for being nosey that afternoon and Brennan felt bad. She had wondered why Zach had been so quiet on the way to and back from the scene. Now she knew why. He thought she had been mad at him. She would definitely need to settle this with him. The third message surprised her.

"Hey Bones, it's me again. Sorry about this morning. Shouldn't have called this early but I needed to talk to you. I didn't whether or not you would still be asleep, I always thought of you as someone who was at her office at 6:00 am in the morning so I figured that you would have been up by 5:30. But I guess I was wrong, huh? Also sorry I had to leave so quickly but something came up and... well I can't really discuss this over the phone with you. And sorry for calling right now since I really don't know why I am. I guess I just wanted to hear your voice or something but I guess I'll just have to wait another couple of days since you don't seem to be there."

There was a long pause and Brennan could hear her heart beat faster in her chest. She felt like there was something he wanted to tell her but that he was holding back. After a couple seconds of silence, she heard his voice once again.

"I really really miss you, Bones. I can't wait to come back. We're really closing on the guy here so I think I might come back faster than I thought."

Suddenly his voice, that had been rather shaky in the last sentences, now became more confident.

"I really can't wait to see you and hold you. I swear when I come back there is no way in hell I'll be letting you go. I'm locking you in my room and we won't be coming out for a long time."

She heard him chuckle and was pretty sure he was blushing.

"Sorry, just got carried away. Well I can hear Kara calling me, I guess I should go. I'll call you again before I come back, I promise. Make sure you're home this time, okay? Love you."

She heard the click but her brain didn't register it. The only thing she could hear was the the two last words of the message and she had walked to her bedroom and dropped on her bed, the words still echoed through her head. Love you.

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Sorry for the lack of action. See you in Chapter 4:-)