Chapter 8
"Well it's not fair; I don't think it is a dangerous environment at all. She is just saying that because she is jealous" Temperance grumped from the couch in the living room of Seeley Booth's house. He had to stop to change clothes before he went to work.
"You were going to take the time off anyway to write your books anyway weren't you?" his voice drifted from the back of the house where she assumed his bedroom was.
"That was different" she huffed, crossing her arms across her chest, regarding the glass of milk and neat stack of Oreo cookies before her. She had been staring at them since she sat down. He had gotten them for her without asking. AS if that was all it took to appease her. He wouldn't notice if one was gone would he? Her baby was really active today, wiggling around and kicking, it was a huge distraction. Idly, she wondered if it was a boy or a girl. She wondered if it would like her, or Booth. She caressed the spot the baby had just kicked.
"It is not different. You're just mad because you didn't get your own way Bones" he cheerfully stated, joining her beside her on the couch, leaning back hands behind his head, looking very relaxed
"Why aren't you eating those?" he said, glancing down at the cookies and back to her
"I'm not hungry," she said in a crabby tone, looking away
"Uh-huh. Not hungry huh? You're being a crab. Eat the cookies Bones, you know you want them." He said, shoving the stack of cookies closer "Come on, make my baby happy" he prodded, charm smile firmly in place
"Fine. I will eat them, just so you will quit nagging me about it" she said as she reached for a cookie, carefully dunked it in milk and popped it into her mouth, small smile on her face
"What did you and Angela buy when you went shopping?" he asked, trying to make conversation, watching her enjoy her cookies
Between mouthfuls of cookie, she replied "Nothing"
"Nothing? Bones, you might not have noticed, but your waistline is expanding. You are gonna need to get something bigger to wear" he pointed out diplomatically
"All the clothes out there are old lady clothes. I don't like any of them with their cutesy little sayings or cartoons, and I hate ruffles" she said, finishing the glass of milk, and placing it down on the table where it came from
"Okay, well what are you going to wear when what you have doesn't fit?" he queried, confused look on his face
"I was going to borrow your shirts," she answered with a smug smile on her face
"MY shirts? Bones, do you know how much those cost me? There has to be some nicer maternity clothes out there…" he said, grimacing at the thought of having to pay for all new work shirts
"Well it's your fault I am like this, so it's only fair you make a sacrifice too," she said petulantly, crossing her arms over her chest
"My fault huh? I seem to remember you were a willing participant, I didn't do this baby making gig all on my own ya know Bones" he assured her, enjoying her grumpy attitude, she was so easy to rile up, reaching over and placing his palm over her middle, feeling the movement within
"Yes…well… I don't see you suffering over there with swollen feet, heartburn, cravings, weight gain, constantly having to go to the bathroom, I can't get comfortable so I can sleep…" she said, tears welling up in her eyes, she sniffed
"Hold on, why are you crying Bones, two seconds ago you were mad" he said, clearly confused at this strange conversation
She sniffed and wiped her eyes impatiently "I don't know, I think it's the hormones. I hate it" she sniffed again and another tear made its way down her cheek "this pregnancy thing is hard Booth, I don't like it" she sobbed
He sighed and pulled her into his arms "Okay come on now, its not that bad, right? Shhhh" he said into her hair as she sobbed. "What are you going to do today anyway?" he said to her, stroking her hair
She pulled back from him and wiped her eyes. "I guess I am going to start my next book. I have 2 I have to get out ASAP as a two part series, do you have any antacids?" she asked him
"Uh…. yeah, I think so. So you will have stuff to keep you busy, right?" he pressed on
"I guess" she admitted, looking over at him, he looked so handsome in that white dress shirt.
"Okay, well how about I stop over tonight and we'll talk about this moving in together thing?" he said carefully, waiting for the next argument to start
"Oh alright. I guess it would only make sense for us to cohabitate together, especially after the baby is born; I am certainly not going to be the only one getting up in the middle of the night that's for sure. Plus, babies are slippery, I don't know how people bathe them single handedly" she pointed out, suddenly realizing what she agreed to. Moving in with Booth. Sex was one thing…but living together, she secretly loved all the attention he was lavishing on her.
Seeley Booth smiled widely thinking to himself great, if this goes as planned, I can pop the question after we are moved in, make it seem logical, maybe bring in the big guns, like Russ and Angela…his mind drifted off for a moment
"Booth?" Bones' voice interrupted his train of thoughts
"What? Sorry, I was thinking about something else"
"Right, I saw that. Do you want to come with me to my next appointment? I suppose I could request a ultrasound…" she trailed off, glancing away, clearly uncomfortable at the thought
"Could I? Yeah, when is it?" he said, eagerness in his voice
"It's the day after tomorrow at 1pm" she answered
"Okay, we gonna find out if it's a boy or girl?" he said, broad grin on his face
She rolled her eyes "Booth, for centuries, couples got by just fine not knowing, it was a surprise, don't you think we should wait and see?"
"No, if there is technology, why not use it? Besides doesn't a little part of you want to know? Come on…." He wheedled
"Oh alright, I guess it would make sense, so we could buy the appropriate colors and such" she hesitantly agreed, slightly unnerved by his excitement
He suddenly grabbed her hand "See, Bones, we are handling this just fine, you'll see, you will be so happy we are doing this, just wait until you see our babies little face…" he went on and on about the joys of parenthood
Her mind drifted a moment, wondering if this was how excited her parents were when she was on the way.
Halfway through his jubilant parenting description, she suddenly leaned forward and kissed him, her tongue probing between his lips, one had in his hair, the other on his chest.
He was surprised at first, but then got lost in the moment, kissing her with as much passion as she kissed him with, inhaling her scent, pulling her closer to him, then she pulled back, eyes clouded with passion
"Booth…." She whispered
"What was that for?" he wondered aloud "not that I am complaining or anything" If he'd have known she'd be like this, he'd have done something like what happened that long ago January night long ago.
"Can you call in to work late today?" she said huskily, tracing circles on his chest through his shirt
He groaned raggedly "Yeah, I can, come here…" he moaned into her hair and pulled her closer again, enjoying this new, more passionate, forward Bones.
"Doug, I don't care what you say, or what that damned attorney says. I want THIS baby, not a different one. I am going to talk to her in person to see if I can let her see what great parents we will be" Trista said, as she packed a small overnight bag
"Hon, you shouldn't get all worked up about this one particular baby. There will be another, just like Mr. Roethel said," he trailed off, unsure what to say to change her mind, he was uneasy about her strong feelings, almost obsession on this child
"I am not all worked up Doug. I am sure Dr. Brennan is just having second thoughts. I am going to go help" Trista said, softening her tone, so she could get out of there, Doug clearly didn't understand how she felt
"I thought you wanted a baby too hon?" she pointed out to her husband, as she went on packing her bag
"Sweetie, of course I do, but we should get so attached to one particular child until we know its ours legally" he gently, turning his wife and pulling her into his arms
She pushed her husband away. "You don't understand. I will go straighten this out and everything will be fine, you'll see," she said firmly, zipping her bag and leaving their bedroom.
Doug stood there a moment, unsure how to proceed, his wife seemed a little unbalanced on this, yet perhaps she was right. Maybe this Dr. Brennan simply had cold feet. His wife could be persuasive when she wanted something, he thought, walking down the stairs to where his wife was searching for her car keys
"Sweetie?" he called out to his wife
"Yes Dougie?" she answered him as he entered the kitchen, his green eyes shone with love and compassion for his wife
"Just be careful, okay? Don't scare this woman into pressing charges or something, which may make things worse for us getting a baby" he pointed out to his wife, keeping his voice even, watching her for a reaction
"Oh for heavens sake Doug, of course I will be careful, it's not like I am going to kidnap her or something, just going to talk. Talk talk talk, you know how I love to talk!" she said gleefully
Doug narrowed his eyes at his wife. Something was up here
"You sure you're okay Tris?" he said uncertainly, leaning on the counter, as she stood there with her bag and keys
"Right as rain sweetie, I will call you when my flight lands in DC, and after I talk to the Mommy to be," she said, rushing over to him for a quick kiss
"Don't worry Dougie, everything is going to be just fine" she assured her husband as she walked out the door.
End ch 8