A/N: Sorry about the last chapter guys but I had to stop where I did. Here is what you all have been waiting for. Sorry this is so short but you'll see why at the end.

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Everything happened so quickly, I didn't even have the chance to realize what was going on. Nurses were walking around the room, the doctor was getting ready for the delivery and Bones was screaming out in pain. I couldn't slow the beating of my heart. I was going to be a dad! Of course I was already one but this was going to be a whole new thing for me: I was going to be a full time father.

The thought hit me hard and made me dizzy. Suddenly the room seemed to have become stuffy and I needed to get out. I quietly stepped out of the room and collapsed on some benches near the door. My head was spinning and I suddenly felt nauseous. Leaning my head back against the wall, I closed my eyes and took a couple of deep breaths. I felt my heart slowing down slightly and the nauseous feeling left me. When I opened my eyes, the doctor was standing in front of me, looking at me expectantly.

"I'm coming." I told her.

Dr. Lowes nodded before walking back into the room. I stayed a few more seconds in the hallway trying to gather up all of my energy (at least what was left of it) and walked back in the room.

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Everything was all set and they all just seemed to be waiting for me. Four pairs of eyes settled on me as I walked in the room and made me feel a tad self-conscious. I took my spot beside the bed, avoiding eye contact, and grabbed Bones' hand. She turned to look at me and I could see that she was scared. I squeezed her hand reassuringly and smiled at her. She weakly smiled back at me.

"Okay Temperance. At the next contraction, I want you to push down. Understand?"

She turned her attention back to her doctor and nodded. She waited for the doctor's signal before pushing down.

Her screams filled my ears and I had to fight the temptation to close my eyes shut in hopes of drowning the sound out of my ears. Her cries were filled with pain and I couldn't resist thanking god that I was a man. At least I wouldn't have to go through what she was currently going through.

"Everything is going well." The doctor assured her after fifteen minutes of pushing. "But just push a little bit more next time, okay? Everything is progressing fine but we're not making any real progress."

Brennan sighed. I could tell that she was getting frustrated but I debated whether it was because her doctor hadn't made any sense or just because things were just not going her way.

I knew her and I knew that she hated it when things didn't go her way. And this was truly not going her way. If it had been, she would have been pushing however and whenever she felt like it. But she couldn't and she knew it. She was feeling helpless because, for the first time in her life, she was doing something that couldn't be taught in school or read in books. She was new at this delivery stuff and it annoyed her. She hated being at the bottom of the ladder. I felt like comforting her but I didn't know what to do or say.

Minutes passed by and she kept on pushing. How long was this supposed to last? I simply stayed beside her, holding her hand and helping her count to ten. She was getting breathless and the nurse strapped an oxygen mask on her.

Every other minute, she would insult me, blaming me for the pain she was going through. I could see the nurses and the doctor trying their best not to laugh and I had to admit, as much as it angered me that she kept blaming this on me (if I recalled properly, she had been a rather active participant in our one-night stand), this was pretty funny.

After thirty minutes of pushing, she let herself fall back against the mattress. She was really tired, her eyes were teary, her face was red and she was sweating profusely. The nurse handed me a washcloth and, with my free hand, I put it over Bones' forehead. I gently wiped the sweat from her face and she looked at me somewhat thankfully.

As I looked at her, I couldn't help but wonder why I had ever let her go. I loved her more than she would ever know, especially if she didn't take me back, and I hated myself for letting her go in the first place. Why I had chosen work over her I would never know but I had. Now I was regretting it deeply.

I had to admit; I never thought I'd have children with her, yet alone that she would let me date her. She was way too stubborn and independent for me. I didn't need a woman like that. I guess I was used to be being the knight in shinning armor with my last girlfriends and that I knew I wasn't going to be able to be one with her. But somehow she had swept me off my feet and now she had total control over me.

I knew she loved me. She had told me so herself (and frankly, I had been quite surprised). How I had gotten the smartest woman in the entire world to be interested in a jerk like me I would never know. I couldn't even believe it myself.

I tried my best not laugh out loud as I thought about everything that had happened over the last three years. I guess, looking back now, that we had hit it off from the beginning but both of us had been to caught up in our premade ideas about each other to really notice it. I know it had been my case, anyway. I had judged her without really knowing her and I had tagged her a squint. So she loved science and loved her work. There was so much more to her than just her job. That's what I realized once I did start to really know her. I realized that she wasn't all she thought herself to be or even let others believe she was. They all portrayed her to be this cold and insensitive person but anybody who actually took the time to look beyond her cold exterior soon found out that she more was really more than just that. Everybody who truly knew her knew better than that. I knew better than that. And today, I think she knew better than that. She had come a long way during the last three years and I was so proud of her today. Of course, she hadn't completely changed. She still closed herself off from the world at times, she still got lost in all of her mumbo-jumbo scientist lectures and she was still rude to me every once in a while but she had grown so much and I'd beat the hell out of the first person who would say that she hadn't changed at all.

Over the last three years, she repeated continuously that she didn't want to have children. But, here we were today, in a delivery room together, giving birth to our baby twins.

At first, I have to admit, I actually thought she would have gotten an abortion and I was surprised that she hadn't. I remember thinking to myself, after all the drama and the scene I had thrown, that maybe she did indeed want to have children, that maybe she just didn't know it yet. I think that today, my assumptions would turn out to be right.

I snapped back to reality when I heard her scream out in pain and heard the doctor sat that the head was crowning. Oh God, the head was crowning. It was only a matter of seconds before I got to see our first-born.

"Just two more pushes, Temperance." Dr. Lowes told her.

"Come on baby, you can do it." I said before kissing her on the head.

She was truly being amazing. She was handling this like a pro, like she had done this all of her life, or so I thought anyway. I couldn't help feeling proud. After all she had been through, after all the hurt she had felt, she more than deserved what she was about to get. She just didn't know it yet.

"One more push, Temperance, come on. Don't give up on me." Dr. Lowes said.

The words echoed through my head. One more push. One more push and a tiny human being, no longer than 25 inches, would be brought into this world. I felt my throat go dry and my heart start to race in my chest. One more push and I would finally meet one of our twins.

Time simply stood still as Temperance pushed out our first baby and as the doctor turned it around. Placing it on Temperance's stomach, the nurse sucked out the amniotic liquid out of my baby with the little… well… thing, whatever it was called. Seconds turned into hours as I waited for the first signs of life from this tiny creature. Then finally, I heard it: the most beautiful sound I had ever heard (I knew it was just a matter of time before it would change into the worst sound in my ears). My baby was screaming at the top of its lungs.

"Congratulations you guys. You have a beautiful baby boy." Dr. Lowes said as she handed me the scissors. "Would you like to cut the umbilical cord, Mr. Booth?"

I nodded and grabbed the scissors. My hands were shaking as I cut the spongy cord and handed the scissors back to the doctor. A nurse cleaned off my boy and took him away to check up on him. I immediately found myself missing him but I couldn't let my feelings get the better of me like they always did. There was another baby on the way.

I looked down at Temperance and saw that her eyes were watery. I bent down and gave her a sweet kiss. I could feel everybody's eyes on me, as if they were sensing that this was somewhat an unusual gesture for us. I guess they were right but as long as I didn't hear Temperance complain about it, I couldn't care less.

"Okay Temperance, you're really doing great." I heard Dr. Lowes say. "You just have another baby to push out. Just do what you did with the first one and everything will go smoothly."

"I want to see my baby." She demanded. "Where is he?"

"Nurse Sylvia is checking him up, that's all. Don't worry, he's fine. I really need you to concentrate for me, okay? I know it's hard, I know you're tired but don't give up right now. You're almost done."

Brennan nodded numbly.

"Let's just wait for another contraction."

I couldn't wait to see whether this one was going to be a boy or a girl. I was more than truly happy about the first one being a boy but I desperately wanted a little girl. I was sure that Parker would want one too. Having boys were great but I was more looking forward to getting know what it was like to raise a little girl.

I was pulled from my thoughts by the second nurse's voice (I think her name was Kelly).

"Uh Dr. Lowes?" she said.

She sounded concerned as she looked at the monitor questioningly.

"What is it, Lucy?" Dr. Lowes asked, without really raising her head.

Okay, so I had been wrong. Her name wasn't Kelly. It was Lucy. But seriously, Lucy and Kelly sounded the same. Right? Man, I must be getting tired.

"I can't get the baby's heartbeat on the monitor."

"What?" I asked at the same time as Dr. Lowes.

The nurse finally looked up from the monitor and turned her gaze to the doctor.

"The baby's heartbeat… the monitor isn't picking it up."

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Okay now I'm guessing you all know why I had to stop here. I couldn't go on for two more pages just writing Booth's thoughts without making him sound like he was totally crazy. Lol

See you in Chapter 11. There will only be one more chapter after the next one. :-( I'm really going to miss this story. Don't forget to review!