A/N: Another short, fluffy chapter on how I imagine the Booth's spending their weekend. Again, I love the East Coast and Annapolis is one of my favorite towns.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bones, Annapolis, bookstores, or the Catholic Church. There, I think I covered everything.

Chapter 14 The Long Sunday: Baby plans and book signings (Sunday)

"I'm beginning to feel like I live in this car, instead of our home," Temperance complained with a soft pout, glancing over at Booth, who smiled at her gently.

"Hey, it's not my fault. You're the best selling author in such great demand that we had to drive to Annapolis for a book signing." He deftly maneuvered the vehicle through the thick traffic on the beltway.

"I know. At least it's the last signing until the next book comes out, until after the baby." Temperance instinctively glanced to the backseat, ensuring that the boys still had on their headphones. They didn't even look away from the portable DVD player, which currently showed their favorite animated movie. Her concern did not go unnoticed.

"We should tell them soon, Temperance. Before Angela or Hodgins accidentally lets it slip."

"I know. Why haven't we told them again?" He smiled, recalling their ongoing debate.

"Because children have limited understanding of time. They would have been asking us every day when the baby was coming. But I think they're ready to know, you've already started to show."

"Yeah, don't remind me. I've already had Parker take a cookie away from me. We should tell them before he announces that Mommy's fat." Booth laughed heartily.

"He took food away from you? When did that happen?"

"A few weeks ago. He told me 'no snacks before dinner' and insisted I walk Sam and himself to the field to collect bugs."

"Wow, that settles it. We'll tell our weight-sensitive sons tonight, okay?"

"Okay." Temperance settled back into her seat, reflecting on their busy morning. Seeley had dressed the boys in their black suits that matched their father's. After a quick breakfast they'd gone to morning mass. Now they were lounging in jeans and t-shirts, kicking their sneakered feet absently in the back seat.

Temperance had hesitantly agreed to attend mass with Booth after they were married and now found herself looking forward to the time each week. Most Sundays she sat quietly as Booth prayed, lost in her own thoughts. Sometimes she mentally reviewed their latest cases, her own book, or an upcoming trial appearance. Other times, like today, she reflected on her parents, their friends, on how quickly the boys were growing, on Seeley. The time never failed to calm her, prepare her in some small way for the trials that came during the week.

Booth smiled, watching his wife sigh contently and rest before they arrived at the bookstore for the signing. He knew he'd won a major battle when she agreed to attend church services with him. He didn't expect her to listen, take communion or even pray with him, just be there. And she had. Another good reason for taking weekends off together.

Pulling off the interstate some time later, Temperance directed Booth to the large bookstore with the sign proclaiming "Dr. Temperance Brennan Booth--Book Signing Today!!!" Booth grinned, he loved that she'd used her married name on her latest novel; he loved even more that she'd dedicated the book to "My partner, best friend and wonderful husband, Seeley Booth."

When afternoon had passed into evening, the family was reunited. Temperance, exhausted from the hours of sitting, signing books and smiling at fans, slumped in the front seat, was ready for bed. The boys chatted excitedly from the backseat comparing their recent purchases from the Naval Academy gift shop. Booth was teasing his sons, insisting they put away any ideas about attending the Academy, which they'd toured that afternoon.

"I'm gonna be a firefighter or a policeman or a superhero!" insisted Parker from the back seat, his choice of profession changed by the day.

"That's good, bub. How about you Sam?" Booth glanced at the brown haired boy who seemed to struggle for an answer.

"Can I work in the lab with Mommy and be a policeman?" he finally asked, bringing a smile to Temperance's tired face.

"You sure can, bub," she answered, reaching over to hold Booth's free hand. "Just like Daddy does."

The rest of the drive passed uneventfully, Booth gave Temperance a detailed account of the beautiful buildings and statues they'd seen at the Academy. Temperance felt the all too familiar pang of regret; I should have been there with them. She shook the thoughts from her head and prepared herself for the long week ahead. We still have a case to solve--two murders to solve. And, by this time next week I could be a godmother.

END Chapter

A/N: So, I'll make you a deal. Ready? Here goes. Send me either a review, a cookie, or a sailor from the Academy. I'm not picky. But if you send the sailor, please poke holes in the box so he can breathe. I've visited the academy many times and a good sailor is a terrible thing to waste.

Note from my beta, Katherine: HAHAHAHAHA. So my brother used to talk about how he wanted to be a man when he grows up. And after that, he wanted to be a farmer. (He promised he'd buy me a cow :) He said I shouldn't want to become an oncologist or go into forensics because then I'd have to go to college and school's "icky." Man. Little kids are hilarious :