This is a long one, but there was too much potential in this episode to do an average length chapter. I hope you all like it! Let me know what you think about a story about the pregnancy from Brennan's point of view.

~AlphaGirl13


Angela's scream echoed through the hallways and could faintly be heard in the waiting room. I shifted nervously in the chair; the noise seemed only to bother me. Her pain was clear, and I knew such physical exertion was in my near future. Clutching the stuffed bunny over my abdomen, I sat in silence.

I still hadn't told Booth. When I had brought up a child at the bowling alley, he had immediately dismissed me. He had seemed agitated and my fears pf the future had been renewed. I hugged the stuffed rabbit over my womb, over the growing fetus. I was going to be a mother. My heart rate elevated at the thought. I was financially secure and in a steady job, yet I didn't feel ready to be a mother. I took a deep breath and tried to steady my racing heart.

Hodgins opened the door to the waiting room, holding a little blue bundle. He beamed proudly.

"Everybody, I would like you to meet my son, Michael Staccato Vincent Hodgins."

I stood and walked over to my friend. The little boy stared up at me, and I grinned in response. I glanced over at Booth, who smiled at me, then at the boy. I turned away from the group and left the waiting room. My place was with my friend, and I had some important news to tell her.

I opened the door and saw Angela sitting on the hospital bed. She looked absolutely exhausted. A huge grin spread across her face when she saw me.

"Hi." Her voice was breathless but happy.

I returned her smile. "Hi." Walking up to her bed, my curiosity peaked. "What was it like?"

Her smile was tired, but true. "It was wonderful. And beautiful. It was a dream. "I smiled and handed her the stuffed bunny. She chuckled softly.

"Look at this guy."

"It's from Booth too." I said quietly.

"Thank you." She said, meeting my gaze.

I smiled at her, but I couldn't hold it. Ange had just had a baby. She was now a mother, in charge of another human being. Her whole life had changed. I felt my face fall; my smile disappeared. Angela noticed my demeanor reached out to hold my hand.

"Hey. Sweetie." I lifted my eyes to meet her stare. "What's wrong?" She was concerned.

I felt tears form in the corners of my eyes. I swallowed past a lump in my throat. Ange reached up and wiped a falling tear from my cheek. She pulled me onto the bed until I was next to her, wrapped in her arms.

I pushed away. "No. Ange this is your day." I said, my voice breaking slightly. I wiped a tear from my eye and tried to stand up, but she pulled me back onto the bed. Handing me a tissue, Angela wrapped me in a hug. I let my body go limp and allowed her to hold me.

"Brennan. What's wrong? You don't ever cry without a good reason." She held me at arm's length, her brown eyes searching mine. I smiled at her through my tears.

"Ange." She wiped a tear away with her thumb. "Temperance."

"Ange." I could barely choke out her name. "Ange. I'm pregnant."

I hung my head; it was the first time I had said it aloud. I felt her hands release me. I looked up to find her holding her hands over her mouth. Her eyes were shining and she was stifling a squeal. She pulled me in close and hugged me tight.

"Sweetie! Why are you crying? This is wonderful news!"

I pulled out of the hug to look her in the eye. "Ange. It's not the right time." I hesitated slightly. "It's not the right guy."

Her eyes flicked back and forth between mine. "Brennan. Who is the father?"

I took a deep, uncertain breath. "Booth."

I winced as Angela's ear-shattering scream penetrated the quiet. She immediately clamped her hand over her mouth, but it was too late. Hodgins, a nurse, and Booth burst through the door.

"Angela! Are you alright? What's wrong?" Hodgins was frantic. His wife only smiled widely.

"I'm fine jack, Brennan just told me some great news!" I glared at my friend, warning her not to say anymore. Booth looked at me questioningly. I forced a smile.

"I just told her that we solved the case; it wasn't the little girl."

Hodgins squinted skeptically at his wife. "That made you scream?"

Angela looked absolutely crestfallen. "It's these damn hormones. I have no control over my emotions!" she threw herself into my arms and sobbed heavily. Booth looked uncomfortably at Hodgins and both men quickly left the room.

Ange pulled herself from my arms and stared at me intently. "What do you mean 'it's the wrong guy'?"

I sighed and looked down; I had hoped she wouldn't ask. "He offered Ange. He tried to give us a chance and I denied him. Then I told him how I felt and he said no."

Ange lifted my chin so our eyes met. "Sweetie. He loves you. He is head over heels in love with you."

I opened my mouth to argue, but she cut me off. "No. Do NOT argue with me. You deny everything but you know as well as I do that you have loved him since the last time that you told him not to call you Bones."

How could she know that? I felt the heat rise in my cheeks. I knew the color of my face was growing increasingly pink. Ange reached out and held my hand.

"He is going to be overjoyed. Tell him Brennan. He is going to be ecstatic."

I didn't respond, only stared into my friend's sharp brown eyes.

"Don't be afraid Brennan. He loves you. And you love him."

Booth chose that moment to walk through the door. I spun around, my face still pink. He looked at me quizzically, but I didn't make eye contact. As he walked towards the bed, I stepped away. Angela grinned and hugged him tightly.

"Congratulations Angela!" He smiled at her.

I opened the door and stepped out, but a voice stopped me.

"Bones! Wait, I'll walk you home." Booth called out behind me.

I turned, accidentally making eye contact with Angela, sitting behind Booth. She winked and mouthed something to me 'Tell him.' I nodded slightly and turned to leave with Booth. We were silent as we walked out of the hospital. My heart rate was accelerated, and I struggled to keep my breathing even.

Every so often, I looked at my partner in my peripheral. I couldn't tell if he noticed my distress, but if he did, he didn't show it. The silence between us was tense; I tried to think of ways to start a conversation. I was rationalizing and I knew it. I took a deep breath. I would have to tell him sometime, and it might as well be now.

"They looked so happy." I said quietly.

Booth hesitated, then realized what I meant. "Well yeah. They had a baby."

Would I be that happy? I spoke quietly, voicing my fears. "But their whole lives have changed, you'd think they'd me a little more apprehensive." Could he tell that those were my fears? No he didn't know. He couldn't know.

Booth looked at me, confused. "Yeah well they had a baby. Having a baby- it's a good thing."

Did he-? Would he be happy with what I had to tell him? Would he want to be with me?

"You- You really think that?" My voice stuttered and shook uncertainly.

"Yeah it's a great thing. Why? What?" He looked at me questioningly. I stopped walking and stared at him. Would he be happy like Angela claimed? He saw the confusion on my face.

"Oh, come on Bones. Look, the baby…the baby's fine. It's healthy, they had a healthy baby. Alright? They love each other, this is the happiest day of their lives. Okay?" He turned to walk away, but I just stood there.

I knew I was staring, but I couldn't move. Would it be the happiest day of OUR lives? Would this child be a good thing? I loved him, I had made that clear. And I had loved him for years. But he said he needed time. What if this child was too much, too fast? It had to be. He wasn't even ready for a relationship. He would support me and the baby, but would he want to? Would he want ME? I shifted uncomfortably, trying to find the courage to tell him.

I inhaled slightly, then spoke, still unsure of my words. "I'm p-" I stopped, my nervousness showing through. I chuckled to cover myself. "I'm pregnant."

His face was stone still. He looked completely passive. My heart increased. Did he perhaps think it was someone else's child?

I spoke without thinking, trying to dissipate his doubts "You're the father."

I stopped talking. He was still showing no emotion. Was I wrong to tell him? He wasn't happy. I should've run away and raised the child on my own. I felt the heat of embarrassment rise in my cheeks. But then, his lips pulled into a small smile. It slowly grew until he was grinning at me. He was happy. He was in shock, but he was happy. My own lips formed a smile, and I laughed slightly.

He stepped forward and placed his hand on my belly, over my womb. I looked down and smiled. He wrapped his other arm around my waist; I put my hands on his shoulders and pulled him in. My lips met his, soft and gentle. Both of his hands embraced my waist, and he returned the kiss.


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~AlphaGirl13