To make up for all the angst and negative things that have happened in the past chapters, here is a long chapter in two parts full of small fluff.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"So let me get this straight. You two are not a couple anymore but you live together?" Angela asked her best friend, taking a small bite out of her sandwich.

Angela had stopped by for a quick lunch with Tempe as she always did ever since Booth and Brennan had broken up. At first it was because she hadn't wanted Brennan to be alone for too long. Her break up with Booth had really affected her and Angela thought that she needed some cheering up.

She had been really surprised when her friend had told her she was moving in with Booth.

"I thought you two had broken up." She had told her.

"Yes but Booth figured that it would be easier for him to be in the babies' lives if we actually all shared the same house."

So Brennan had moved in with Booth five weeks after their break up. It was the first time Angela was visiting her and she still couldn't believe that after everything that had happened, Booth and Brennan were now living together. Could it be possible that Booth hadn't wanted them to break up? Could it be possible that he had had another reason for asking her to move in with him? Angela didn't know. All she knew was that she had never seen Booth as much depressed as he had been for the last six weeks.

"But how are you arranging this? I mean how many rooms are there in this house?"

The house didn't look that big and Angela wondered how many bedrooms it contained. She didn't have to wait long for an answer because her friend replied immediately.

"Technically there are two but Booth was thinking about bringing his office into the living room, put Parker in the room where his office currently is and putting me and the twins in Parker's room."

"Will the kid be happy about the change though? I mean kids are pretty territorial. I doubt he's going to let some random stranger take his room."

"Actually, Booth assured me that Parker has been wanting the small room ever since Booth has moved in here so he thinks that he will be happy."

"Talking about Parker, does he know he's going to have baby siblings soon?"

Brennan shook her head.

"Booth hasn't seen Parker since he found out I was pregnant."

"You're saying that Booth hasn't seen his child in three months?"

"Pretty much. Rebecca was so pissed at him for going undercover that she decided to punish him by keeping him away from his son. But Parker is spending the weekend. Booth is going to pick him up at his mom's tonight. We're thinking about telling him then."

Angela nodded and took another bite of her sandwich. How Booth could stand being away from his son for so long simply appalled her. Sometimes she wondered if the man had any guts. He was a cop, he fought criminals every day of his life yet he wasn't even able to put his foot down with his ex-girlfriend and now, as she could see, with his boss as well.

They made more small talk for the rest of Angela's lunch hour and slightly before 1:30, Angela got up and told her friend she better get going. She didn't want to be late. The FBI had brought in another body and Angela was supposed to sketch out the victim's face.

"How's Zach doing all by himself like that?" Brennan asked as she tried her best to get off from the couch.

Angela reached out her hand and Brennan grabbed it, much to Angela's surprise.

"He's doing great. Now if he could just finish his doctorate and get certified as a forensic anthropologist, everything would be really great."

Brennan nodded and slowly followed her friend to the door.

She actually couldn't believe how much weight she had put on this last month. Booth had joked around and her friends at work had put a bet how big the twins were going to be when they were born. So far they had predict each twin to weight at least twenty pounds. Of course, they all only been joking and Brennan had only let them laugh at her expense. So she was a little big? Who cares. In about two months, she would be a mother, a thought she was slowly warming to.

Angela bent down and rubbed her friend's belly, saying goodbye to her favorite twins and Brennan couldn't help but laugh at her friend's attitude.

"What? After all the pain you've been through, these twins need all the happiness in the world and if Booth isn't willing to give them that then I will."

"Angela. Booth just isn't willing to giving me the happiness, not them. He loves them both."

"I'm sure, Sweetie, but when Mommy isn't feeling well, the child feels it too. I'm pretty sure your kids are well aware that their daddy hurt you."

"Can we change the subject, please?" Brennan begged her friend.

She didn't like talking about what had happened between her and Booth and she felt like she had talked about it enough for the day. Angela nodded and hugged her friend before opening the door and stepping outside. It was a pretty warm day for August and the sun was shinning brightly.

"You should go outside. Lay in the sun or something. It's too much of a nice day to stay in the house."

Brennan said she'd think about it but the second her friend had left the driveway, Brennan went to Parker's room, grabbed the book she had started to read and stepped out on the deck. Sitting down in a chair, she let the sunshine penetrate her skin and felt the twins kicking in what seemed to be happiness. She lifted her shirt so that her bulging stomach was exposed, opened her book and started to read.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Daddy! I'm hungry!" Parker whined as he walked in the house, his father following closely.

She didn't know what time it was, her being engulfed in her book, so she was surprised to hear Parker's voice from the front door. She had let the screen door open so she could hear everything going on inside. She stayed in her chair and tried focusing on her book but the sound of Booth's voice made it impossible.

"I'll make dinner really soon, buddy, okay? Daddy just needs to do a couple of things before. Come on, there's someone I want you to meet."

"A new girlfriend?" Parker asked with naivety that only a child could have.

Brennan felt her heart ache at Parker's question but she was more than curious to hear what Booth was going to reply.

"No, not a new girlfriend. She's Daddy's special friend and she lives with me."

The voices were getting closer and closer and for a second, Brennan considered to hide somewhere in the yard. But her enormous belly prevented her from moving around swiftly so she stayed put and waited for Booth to find her. It didn't take long before she heard the patio door open and Booth and his son stepping out on the deck.

"Hey." She heard him say softly as it was his custom.

She felt her heart beat faster at the sound of voice and mentally cursed him for having so much power over her. She looked up at him and smiled weakly.

"Parker, I want you to meet my friend. This is Temperance."

"Hi." Parker then said, shyly. "I'm Parker."

"Well hello Parker." Brennan replied, smiling warmly at the child.

"Temperance is going to have two babies." Booth then said, out of the blue.

Brennan glared at him. That wasn't quite how she had planned to break the news to the child. Then again, he was Booth's child so he was pretty much aloud to tell him however he wanted.

"What?" Parker said.

The child's eyes immediately dropped to Temperance's stomach and his eyes grew wide in astonishment.

"There are two babies in there?" Parker asked, pointed at her belly.

Both Booth and Brennan chuckled and Booth crouched down to be at his son's height.

"Yes there are. Tempe is having twins and you know what? The twins are going to be your future brothers or sisters, we're not quite sure yet."

Parker turned to his father, not quite understanding what Booth had just said.

"But I thought only people in love had babies together." Parker said.

For the first time in his life, Booth mentally cursed his son's openness and honesty. How was he supposed to explain to a six year-old child that his daddy had gotten a woman pregnant by accident, just like he had done with his mother too, but that he did in fact love Temperance but just couldn't be with her? He was pretty sure that his son would not understand any of it since he, himself, had trouble understanding it every once in a while. So for the millionth time since the night the two of them had broken up he found himself regretting his decision. He knew she wouldn't take him back after what he had done to her, which was why he hadn't tried to make things better. Asking her to move in with him was the extent of what he was willing to do for fear of rejection and wished that this new situation would only bring them close, close like they used to be.

He noticed that both Temperance and Parker were looking at him expectantly and he realized that he still hadn't answered his son's question.

"You see son, sometimes, grown ups do things that they aren't supposed to do." Yes, that's a reasonable explanation. "But when they do things like that, they have to deal with the consequences. What happened with Temperance is something like that. I love Tempe, just not the same way mommies and daddies love each other."

"There are different types of love?" Parker asked, surprised. "How many are there?"

"More than you can count." Booth replied, wanting desperately to end this conversation.

He could feel Brennan's stare on him but he didn't want to look up. He had lied to his son about his own feelings and he didn't want Temperance to know. It would prevent so many problems if she didn't know how he truly felt.

The answer seemed to satisfy the child because he immediately turned his gaze to Temperance and her stomach. There are babies in there, he thought but that thought was pushed aside as a new question came up. How could two babies fit in there? He decided that he would ask his daddy later tonight. Right now, he just wanted to eat.

"Daddy, I'm hungry." He complained once again.

Booth got up and motioned to his son to follow him inside.

"OK, kiddo. Go watch TV while Daddy makes dinner. What do you want to eat?"

"KD!"

"Something else, Parker."

"Fine." Parker sighed as he stepped in the house. "Hot-dogs?"

"How's chicken for you?" Booth asked trying his best to divert his child from junk food meals.

"Fine but no vegetables." Brennan heard him say before Booth closed the door behind them.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Brennan listened to what was going on in the living room as she cleared the dinner table. She didn't know if it was because of the sun or because Parker had such a contagious happy thing going for him (maybe it was a little bit of both) but she hadn't felt this energetic in days. Dinner had been rather fun, she had to admit, and it had been nice to get a little preview of how Booth interacted with his kid. She figured that maybe it would be different with the twins since she wasn't planning on not letting Booth see them every day but she still found herself wanting to see him with their children.

This motherhood thing is getting to me. She thought to himself as she laid the plates down in the sink. She'd wash them tomorrow.

She made her way to the living room where Booth and his son were busy in some kind of wrestling match. Booth had pinned his boy to the floor and was tickling him mercilessly. She leaned against the wall and watched them wrestle. She remembered one particular wrestle match her and Booth had had before their little fling. They had almost kissed that day too but Brennan's cell phone had interrupted them. She smiled at the memory of that particular afternoon.

Sensing her gaze, Booth looked up at her and smiled widely. Brennan smiled back. How could she not to? She had rarely seen Booth so happy like that.

She pushed herself from the wall and went to sit down on the couch. She watched the guys wrestle a bit more before Booth got up, leaving his son into a giggle fit on the floor.

"You okay pal?" Booth asked when he saw his son gasping for air.

"Yeah." Parker said, sitting up.

"Do you want me to get your inhaler?"

"P-please."

Parker was breathing heavily and Booth quickly ran to his child's bedroom, feeling guilty. He should have stopped earlier but never had he thought that tickling his child would have started an asthma attack. Rummaging through the child's bag, he quickly found the inhaler and jogged back to the living room. Parker was still on the floor and Booth crouched down in front of him.

"You ready?" Booth asked.

He placed the inhaler in front of his son's mouth. Parker nodded.

"On count of three. One, two, three."

Brennan heard the push of the inhaler and watched as Parker inhaled the medicine.

"Need another shot?" Booth asked his son.

Parker shook his head.

"OK then." Booth replied.

He looked up at the clock and saw that it was almost seven thirty. How long had dinner last?

"Whoa, would you look at the time? It's almost bedtime. Come on, get up. Let's give you a bath."

"But I don't like bathes." Parker whined as he got up from the floor like nothing had just happened.

"You played in the dirt all day, you really need one. Come on." Booth said, gently pushing his son towards the bathroom.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Booth came back twenty minutes later with a thoroughly cleaned Parker in front of him.

"Someone wants to say goodnight." Booth told Brennan who was still sitting on the couch.

She had grabbed her book from the kitchen and had gone back to the living room to read. Brennan looked up at the child who was making his way towards her.

She was surprised to see him climb on the couch and was even more surprised when he wrapped his tiny arms around her neck. Brennan pulled him closer, not quite sure if that was the right thing to do, and heard him whisper good night into her ear. She wished him a good night too.

Parker was climbing off the couch when his father spoke.

"Aren't you going to say good night to the twins, Parker?"

Parker giggled but turned to Brennan's stomach.

"Good night, twins." He told them before running off to his father.

They were about to head for Parker's room when Brennan called them back.

"Come here, Parker." She told the child.

Parker looked hesitantly at her, not sure if he should approach her or not, but one smile from Brennan seemed to help him make up his mind. He ran back to the couch and let Brennan grab his hand and place it on her stomach.

"I think someone wants to say hi." Booth said as he walked up to them.

"What is it doing?" Parker asked, surprised to feel something moving around.

"One of the babies is kicking. I think it's telling you good night too." Temperance replied, without thinking.

The words had simply slipped out of her mouth. Booth smiled. When had she gotten so maternal like this?

"That's cool! Daddy, come feel it."

Grabbing his father's hand, he placed it on Temperance's stomach, oblivious to the rush of feelings that ran through both of the adults.

"Can you feel it, Dad?" Parker asked.

"I sure can." Booth replied as he moved his hand away. "Come on, kid, it's time for bed."

Brennan listened to Parker complain as he made his way to his room. Her stomach still tingled where Booth had laid his hand and she was pretty sure she would still be feeling the heat of his skin all through the night and possibly through the next day.

Booth came back a few minutes later and dropped on the couch beside her. He turned to her and gave her a tired smile. Brennan did the same.

"Rough day?" she asked him.

"You bet."

"I didn't know your child had asthma."

"Yeah. We found out when he was two. He almost died on us."

"I'm sorry."

"There's nothing to be sorry, really. His asthma is usually under control. I guess that tickling him was a bit too intense for him. Sometimes intense emotions will do that to him."

Brennan tried to stifle a yawn but Booth caught it.

"Come on, take my bed. I'll sleep on the couch tonight."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course. Go on. Go lay down, you look tired."

Booth leaned in and before either of them knew what was happening, he was giving her a quick kiss on her forehead. Pulling back, he avoided looking in her eyes and mumbled an apology. Feeling slightly dazed because of the kiss, Temperance got up and walked to Booth's bedroom.

Booth waited until he heard the door close shut before getting up and walking towards his phone. He picked it up and dialed a number.

"Angela? It's Booth. I need you to do me a favor."

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Sorry this chapter was so long. It's one of those chapters where you just write and write and before you know it, you have close to eight pages typed. Part 2 will be up tomorrow but that doesn't mean you don't have to review. ;-)