A/N: Sorry for taking such a long time before updating. I know I had promised a fast update but I went through MAJOR writer's block and couldn't write anything for a whole week. Finally, this morning I woke up feeling refreshed and the words simply came out. So here is chapter 8, a very long chapter that hasn't been worked on for three days like I usually do with my chapters so if there are some mistakes sorry but I just didn't feel like making you guys wait longer for an update.
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Brennan switched through the TV channels. There was nothing playing on TV at 9:00 in the morning except for cartoons and she felt bored. Sighing in frustration she got up and walked to the kitchen. There had to be something to do in there but as she walked in the kitchen and found it spotless, she remembered already cleaning a few hours ago, after breakfast. Sighing once again, she walked back to the living room and dropped on the couch.
When had bed rest become so boring? She had started this thing three months ago and she didn't remember ever being so bored. In the past weeks, she would have found something to do: clean the house, read a book, watch some TV or sleep. But today all these things seemed so dull and extremely boring. What was she going to do? Booth wouldn't be home for hours, Angela said she wouldn't be able to visit her today during her lunch break and Brennan didn't know anybody else. Seriously, when had bed rest become so boring?
Getting up she slowly made her way to her bedroom. She had gain so much weight over the last month she still couldn't believe it. She could still hear her breakfast conversation with Booth. Some part of it had been on that subject.
"Will you just quit it!" Brennan told her twins for the third time since she had woken up.
Booth looked up from his newspaper, thinking that she might have been talking to him. Seeing the look on his face, Brennan quickly added:
"The twins, they're annoying. They keep kicking each other and kicking me in the process."
Booth let out a laugh.
"Sweetie, that's what babies do." He replied before, going back to his newspaper. "They kick and they annoy the hell out of their mother. I'm so happy I don't have to carry them."
"You better consider yourself lucky. Look at me. I'm huge."
"You're not huge, you're pregnant." Booth replied without looking up at his friend.
"Yeah right." She muttered to herself as she walked in her room. "I am huge."
But this time, Booth wasn't there to argue.
She let herself fall on her head and, her arms crossed behind her head, she stared at the ceiling. It had been exactly a month since Booth had had this room done and she still couldn't believe he had done that for her. The room looked absolutely gorgeous even though she felt like she was sleeping in a Disney movie, with all the animals they had had added on the walls a few days ago. A long giraffe stood proudly beside one of the cribs, a zebra galloped behind her bed, a hippo drank water near the door and a lion watched over them beside the hippo. She felt like she had moved into the jungle but Booth had assured her that the twins, once they were older, would appreciate the animals. Brennan had only shrugged.
Staring at the ceiling, she couldn't help to think back to a particular conversation she had had with Booth after his family had left.
"Tempe, if -- I mean if I do find another solution for Cullen's decision, would you -- I mean, would you be willing to give me another chance? I do love you, Temperance, and I know that I made a mistake. But if you promise me to give me another chance, I promise you that I will straighten everything out with Cullen as soon as I find a solution."
She had answered him that she would be willing to give him another chance and he had been more than happy. But nothing had happened since that day and Brennan began to wonder if Booth had any plans at all to talk to his boss. She still couldn't understand why Cullen hadn't allowed them to be together and she began to wonder if Booth hadn't used that as an excuse to break up with her.
Of course not! A voice told her and even though she truly wished to believe it, she just couldn't.
Even if Cullen didn't want them together, there was surely others that did. Booth's family for example and she couldn't forget Angela either. They had talked about her a few days ago. Sea and Angela had organized her baby shower. It had been a nice gesture but Brennan really wished they hadn't, especially after the little conversation they had had about her.
"I'm going to get some drinks. Anybody want something?" Brennan asked as she got up.
She hated playing host but found that she didn't have a choice. These people were, after all, in her house.
"No thank you." They all answered one by one.
Nodding, she walked out the living room to the kitchen. She was pouring herself some water when she heard her name. Tiptoeing closer to the living room, curiosity got the better of her and she eavesdropped on their conversation. She heard Renee say something she didn't quite catch but Angela's response was more than audible.
"They were together but Booth broke up with her."
She heard who she thought was Sea gasped and Brennan rolled her eyes. What was so dramatic about it?
"Are you serious? Seeley broke up with her. Wow, my brother is dumber than I thought he was."
"I agree with you, See, he is dumb. Look at what he could have gotten. She's everything he ever wanted." Renee added.
Brennan felt her heart beat faster. Angela squealed in the living room and Brennan could imagine her smiling broadly at Renee's comment.
"Well I wouldn't say everything. I mean, she totally knows how to push his buttons." Angela replied. "They bicker all the time, it's not even funny."
"He and Rebecca used to do the same thing." Judith, Booth's mother, replied.
Brennan felt like her heart had stopped beating. Booth and Rebecca used to bicker like they did? All the time?
"Mom!"
Sea had sounded shocked at her mother's comment.
"Sorry, See, but it's true." Judith answered.
Then, turning back to Angela, she had added:
"They would argue over everything, they never agreed on anything from day 1. But they were in love. Don't ask me what happened between them. I think it had something to do with his gambling problems. It's the one thing he never seemed to be able to give up."
"How did he stop playing?"
"We sent him to the therapy but that didn't help much. Then, almost three years ago, he just stopped... for no reason. Back then I thought that maybe Tessa had convinced him to stop playing but now I'm beginning to wonder if it wasn't for Tempe instead."
"Maybe but there's no way to know for sure." Sea said.
"Well, he hasn't gambled since then." Renee added. "So it is possible."
There was a short moment of silence when Brennan truly wished she could see through walls to know what was going on. They all seemed to be deep in their thoughts and Brennan was about to walk back in the living room when Angela spoke again.
"All I know is that he's madly in love with her but won't let himself live it."
"That's more something she would do. My brother's not like that."
"I think he's scared." Renee added. "I mean, I don't even think he's been that in love before and I just think he's scared. I mean, Rebecca scarred him for life with the whole Parker thing. I just think that maybe he's afraid Temperance is going to do the same thing."
"You think so?" Judith asked.
"It's possible."
Brennan had chose that exact moment to walk back in the living room and everybody had stopped talking. She tried to act like she hadn't noticed anything but her heart had been racing rapidly in her chest. Even after they were gone, she was still shaking inside. Booth loved her more than he had loved Rebecca? And more than he had loved Tessa? That was impossible. Even though she had never seen Rebecca, she had a gut feeling that she was more likely to be as hot as Tessa had been. She couldn't imagine Booth being with someone less beautiful than Tessa had been. Therefore, she couldn't see Booth being with her self.
And why was everybody so keen to see them together? It's not like they were meant to be. She didn't believe in soul mates anyway. For whatever reasons she had chosen Booth, it was most likely because of his qualities as a father than because they were soul mates. Soul mates just didn't exist, right?
Then again, never in her life had she been so hurt when Booth broke up with her. Several men had broken up with her, had hurt her or pushed her into breaking up with them but never had she felt the pain as intense as the night Booth had said that it was over. She had wanted to yell, to kick, to throw a tantrum and to cry all at the same time. Never in her life had she wanted to kill someone so badly. But Booth had done that to her and a month ago, despite all the hurt she had gone through, she had agreed to give him a second chance. She was more crazy than she had thought herself to be.
Then there were those other days when Booth was so caring and so sweet with her. Even though they weren't a couple anymore he still brought her breakfast in bed almost every morning and there were also those stolen kisses they would experience every other days. They never talked about them, nor she felt the need to talk about them but there was this little part of her who did want them to talk about it. What did they mean? Did Booth still have feelings for her? Why was he doing all of this? Was it because of the twins?
She remembered one particular night. It had happened two days after that famous doctor's appointment when she had learned two things: that she could be giving birth any time soon and that one of the babies was smaller than the other one. According to Dr. Lowes, her obstetrician, one of the twins had been taking most of their food so the second twin, or Baby #2 like they called it, had gotten less food than its sibling. She didn't think it would matter at birth, that it would have some kind of impact on the baby's health but she had just wanted to warn Brennan ahead of time after the multiple births incident.
That night, or should she say, that morning, she had woken up from a really bad dream, calling out Booth's name. She hadn't realized it until Booth had come rushing in the room, half asleep, demanding what was wrong. He had been more than relieved when she had told him she had only had a nightmare and he was about to go back to his room when she called him back.
"Can you stay here with me for a little bit?"
She thought she had seen a smile tug at his lips but it hadn't spread over his face. Instead, he had nodded and walked in the room. Sitting down beside her, he had wrapped his arms around her waist and had pulled her to him.
They had stayed like that for a few minutes before Temperance ventured to say anything.
"I dreamed that my baby was going to kill me."
Booth, who had been dozing off, snapped back up to reality.
"What did you say?" he asked Booth, having only heard the last two words of the sentence.
"I said that I dreamed that my baby was going to kill me."
Booth sighed in relief and tried his best not to laugh.
"Which one?" he asked, jokingly.
"Booth it's not funny. I was really scared. Its face was all distorted and everything and it came at me laughing like a madman."
"Did you watch Chucky before going to bed, Tempe?"
"Booth will you quit it. It... it really scared me."
"Sorry." Booth replied as he kissed the top of her head. "I'm guessing you're just feeling a little overwhelmed by what is coming soon and that's the way for your sub-conscience to show it."
"You know I don't believe in psychology, Booth."
"Oh but it's true. Dreams are not useless, they have a goal. Sometimes their goal is to tell you something that your mind knows but that you personally don't know yet. Like one day, I dreamed that we got married. I woke up from that dream feeling a little disoriented but then, when I walked in your office the next morning, I saw you differently. It was like I was seeing you for the first time. The dream I had the night before, its goal was to make me realize that I had feelings for you."
She had been speechless. Then again, had there been anything to say to that? Booth had dreamed about her. Not only had he dreamed about her but he had dreamed that they had gotten married. She caught herself wondering if he still dreamed about her sometimes.
She turned to look at the clock and realized that she had been daydreaming for almost an hour. It was a little past ten but that only meant there still were at least eight hours to go before Booth got home.
Sighing, she got up and walked to the bathroom. She had made up her mind. She was going out.
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"Dr. Brennan, what are you doing here?" Dr. Goodman asked as Brennan walked in the Medico-Lab.
"I came to visit." She replied proudly as she walked towards her friends. "I was bored out of my mind at home."
"What about Booth?" Angela asked.
"He's gone to work and said that he would arrive only after dinner. I just didn't feel like being home alone today."
"How did you get here?" Dr. Goodman asked.
"Don't worry I didn't drive. I took the bus."
"Well that's a relief." Dr. Goodman said. "Well, I'll let you all get reacquainted. I'll be in my office if there is anything."
Everybody nodded and watched as Dr. Goodman walked towards his office. Then everybody turned their attention back to their friend.
"Come on, let's go to your office. You'll be more comfortable." Angela said as she grabbed Brennan by the shoulders.
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"How's everything?" Angela asked as they all sat down in Brennan's office.
"Oh okay. I'm just sick of being pregnant." Brennan replied sitting in her chair. "It feels so great to be here. I really miss this place."
"Does Booth know you're here?" Hodgins asked.
"No but what are the chances he walks in right now?"
"Slim to none." Zach replied, not catching the sarcasm in Brennan's voice.
They all looked at one another but didn't say anything.
"The doctor said I could give birth any day now."
"At only eight months?" Angela replied, slightly alarmed.
"There's nothing to worry about Ange. It's normal for women not to be able to carry her twins, let alone triplets, to full term."
"Aren't you a little bit nervous to give birth? I heard it hurts like a bitch." Hodgins said.
"Well it does and it will. I'll be doing this naturally."
"Why?" Zach asked her on a tone that suggested he thought she had lost his mind.
"Because childbirth is a natural event and is supposed to be painful. It would be going against nature to simply get an epidural and not feel a thing."
"Oh, Brenn, you're so old-fashioned."
She was about to reply when something in her told her something was not right. She clutched her stomach as the pain grew stronger and stronger. It only lasted ten seconds but it had lasted long enough for her heart to start racing and for her friends to get concerned. She knew what it was and had seen it coming. What had just happened confirmed what she had suspected on her way to the Jeffersonian.
"Dr. Brennan, are you okay?" Zach asked her.
She looked up to her friends and saw their concern for her. She was about to reply when more pain shot through her.
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See you in chapter 9! I'm not making any promises this time but if all goes well, the chapter should be posted by Friday. Please review and tell me what you think!