A/N: Okay, I hope you are feeling the love, I am out of town and just finished four hours of volunteer work. I'm dirty and tired and posting JUST FOR YOU!! Seriously though, thanks for the great reviews, I hope you won't hate me at the end of this chapter...

Disclaimer: Don't own Jack...or Bones, or Seeley. Sigh.

Epilogue: Naming the Baby

Ten weeks later….

Temperance Brennan Booth sat uncomfortably in her desk chair in her home office, fanning herself with a pale hand as she fought to keep cool in the midday heat. Her eyes never left the computer screen and her current research as her other hand lifted her short maternity sundress, attempting to create a breeze in the humid room. Booth entered and raised an eyebrow in jest.

"Stop flashing me, honey. People will begin to talk, suspect something's going on." She glared at him but accepted the tall glass of lemonade he offered.

"Booth, I'm carrying your baby. We're married. I think people have figured it out." He settled onto the couch and flashed her a grin.

"There is one way to get that baby born, Jack swears it worked for them…" she turned to meet his eyes and rolled her own.

"It is much too hot for that, Seeley. Besides I'm only a week overdue. Give me another week and I'll consider it."

At the moment the couples' two sons were enjoying a day at the water park with Zack and Katie, primarily to introduce Zack to the joy of water rides. Since Temperance refused to go anywhere where she'd see women in small bathing suits and since Booth rarely left her side, they were home engaging in their latest debate.

"How about Grace Heather?" Questioned Temperance quickly looking up the meanings online.

"No! Bones!"

"What?" her brow furrowed, "it means undeserved favor of God, heather flower. What's wrong with that?" He sighed, rubbing his temple in frustration.

"The initials, hon. GHB? We can't use that!"

"Fine," she sighed, rising from her chair, "you pick her name."

"Why me? I already chose the boy's name, a girl's name is your job." Booth reminded her gently.

"Yeah, but we have a boy's name. Now, go choose a girl's name," she pointed a finger to the computer. "Remember the same rules apply. I have veto power."

"As always, hon." He kissed her gently and helped her ease onto the couch before taking up his post at the computer.

"Dear god, my ankles are huge," she complained.

"Nope, doesn't sound right."

"Shut up, you. You're the one who got me into this situation." His finger wagged in her direction as he viewed the computer monitor.

"It takes two, baby. It takes two. How about Sarah? It means 'princess.' "

"No."

"Give a reason, a good reason."

"Our daughter won't be a little princess waiting in a tower or whatever." Booth continued his search.

"How come the boy's name was so easy?"

"Easy? Bones! It took us the last month to get a boy's name. Nathan Jeffrey Booth was not easy to come by," Temperance smiled, she loved hearing the name roll of his tongue.

"Giver of God's Peace. Has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"

"Sure does honey. How about Veronica? One who brings victory."

"A little too much pressure for a baby. What were the girl's names that meant peace?"

"Let's see," Booth reviewed the screen, his eyes sparkled mischievously, "there's Winifred, Axelle, Fred-"

"Booth! Be serious, we're running out of time," she paused, thinking for a moment, "actually I do like Sarah, maybe Sarah Olivia."

"Wrong on so many levels, Bones."

"How?"

"First, the initials."

"Oh."

"We're not having a little SOB running around here. Second: the meaning. Princess of the elf army? Why don't we just send her off to Rivendale now?"

"I don't know what that means. How about Abby?"

"It means 'joy of the father'. Maybe. I don't know how the boys would feel about that."

"They don't even know what their own names mean, they won't worry about hers."

"Yeah, but we didn't get a chance to name the boys. Little BB is our first chance to pick a name we both like."

"BB?"

"Yeah, BB, Baby Booth. It's a nickname. Until we find something better."

"What does Samuel mean?"

"His name is God." Booth answered without looking away from his wife, taking in her gaze, she smiled brightly.

"And Parker means 'park keeper,' she giggled watching his face turn to a scowl.

"Yeah, Rebecca didn't exactly get my opinion on that. 'Park keeper' as if he'd be a Park Ranger instead of an Army Ranger!" Temperance rolled her eyes at the familiar rant.

"The name doesn't determine the person's job or personality. It's just a title."

"Oh yeah, well Temperance means 'self control'. I think that describes you pretty well—except when you're around me."

"And Seeley, means 'very happy and silly.' Very fitting."

"Watch it, Bones."

"What? Have you seen your sock drawer?"

"Focus, Tempe. The names." The room fell silent.

"Booth I really hope we have a boy."

"Why? Because we don't have a girl's name? We will, you'll see."

"No, we won't have a girls name in time. Because the pains I've been having? I think they're contractions and they're starting to hurt…"

End

Katherine's note: Hahaha. How mean is that? To just leave you hanging like that. And practically every single one of those names above was considered at some point by us. In our ridiculously long IM conversation. By the way, my first name means pure, and my first middle names means oath of God. Just thought I'd let you know that. My friend told me that if I ever had sex before marriage and didn't live up to my name, she'd kill me. Hahah, gotta love your friends, huh?

A/Ns: So, any thoughts? Do you love me? Hate me? Click on the little review button. Just do it. I may write the sequel and y'all will meet little BB…Actually, I have a confession to make: I'm going to post little BB's birth in a oneshot called "Sequel's Sequel" as soon as I hit 200 reviews. The oneshot is completed and ready to go, when it gets posted is up to you. Put me on your author alert so you'll know as soon as it arrives. If alerts are STILL broken, just look for the title.

It was my goal for this story to get 200 reviews and I'm not telling you any more until I get them…Okay, you convinced me, damn your pleading eyes: In that oneshot I'll also give you a snippet of my new endeavor which is now underway and seriously challenging my sanity.

Katie, if I don't get a chance to post it, whether because of death or abduction by the men in white lab coats, post it for me. I give thee permission. Note to readers: if I die very mysteriously, send Booth after Katie, she probably did it.