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Always Chapter Two

"In what way are you closely associated as you mentioned before, Dr. Hodgins?"

Suddenly a horrible realization hit Brennan, and she tried to force Angela out of the room. But she wasn't quick enough.

Hodgins sighed. "We're having an affair."

Angela let out a stifled sob, and ran out of the room.

Brennan couldn't move. She just stared at Hodgins through the window. How could he do that to her? He told her he loved her, kissed her, and was so committed to her. And he was cheating on her.

Booth had wrapped his arm around her and kissed her on the forehead. She pushed him away. "I have to go after her. Seely, she needs me. Seely, she's pregnant."

"Ah my God. Go, go. I'm around if you need me."

She kissed him and ran out of the room. She went to the lab and looked around for Angela. Nothing. She looked in her office. Nope. She looked in Angela's sketch room and the morgue. Nothing. Then she remembered the place Angela and Hodgins used to meet sometimes. She went up to the roof and found Angela sitting watching the sunset, tears and mascara streaming down her face. She had her head in one hand, her other draped protectively around the small bump of a stomach she had that she had thought was just her gaining weight.

"Angie?" said Brennan, softly. She had heard someone call her that before and she'd liked it.

This just made her sob harder and Brennan realized it was Jack who had called her that.

She sat down next to her and put her arm around her. "It's going to be okay, Ang. I promise."

"He told me he loved me, Temp. He said he loved me and he'd always be there. Always." she managed to choke out between sobs. "Look at me, I'm a hormonal wreck."

"Hey, right now, I'm feeling hormonal. And he does love you."

"You heard what he said, Temp. He's cheating on me. He doesn't love me."

"And you think he loves that other woman! Ang, he couldn't even look at her. He's ashamed."

"I don't care, Temp. We're through."

"Um, Ang, that's great and all, except for your little problem."

"I'm just not going to tell him. He won't figure it out. None of the women in my family have ever been big. He'll never know. I won't have anything to do with him. I never want to speak to that cheating b again."

"Let me take you home, Ang. Come on." She stood up and took Angela's hands pulling her up. She put her arm around her and actually got a good look at her face. It was smeared with makeup, her eyes red and puffy. She was still upset, clearly, and it would be a long time before she could get over this. They walked downstairs and walked right past Hodgins, who was sitting with his head on the table. He looked up as they passed, but Angela paid no attention to him as Temperance led her away.

They were safely in the car and they drove in silence to Angela's apartment building. The only sound in the car were Angela's occasional choked sobs, small and quiet. When they reached the building, Brennan parked and led her into the building. They took the elevator to the fourth floor and Brennan silently opened the door. They went in and Angela immediately sank down on the couch, head in her hands. Brennan sat down next to her put Angela immediately shooed her away. "Go home, Temp. You have work tomorrow and I don't want to have to worry. I'll be fine."

"I'll go if you want me to, Ang, but promise me something?" When she didn't answer, she continued. "Take care of yourself. Don't do anything stupid. You have mini Angela to worry about. Don't do anything drastic."

"I promise." She whispered.

Temperance left and shut the door slowly. She went back out to her car and back to the Jeffersonian to get Booth. They were living together now, in her house, and she was very happy.

Booth was standing outside waiting for Temperance, while Hodgins was trying to talk to him. Booth was doing his best to ignore him, and it made Temp laugh. She pulled up and Booth got in rather quickly, and gave her a look that screamed 'Drive before the crazy loon tries to talk'. But it was too late.

"Guys please, just talk to-" he stuttered.

He was cut off when Temp abruptly drove away.

"How is she?" Booth asked, once they were a safe distance away from Hodgins.

"Not good. Very, very upset." She said, slowly.

"Now what's going on here? She's pregnant? Fill me in." said Booth, turning to face her.

"We went to the doctor after work and he did some blood work. We have an appointment with an OB/GYN tomorrow." She responded quietly.

"Now when is she going to tell him?"

"She doesn't plan to. She said all the women in her family had never been giant, so she thinks she can hide it. And after all, she's never speaking to him again."

"She should tell him."

"I know, but that comes later. She needs time now."

They pulled up at the house and went inside. Neither of them felt like cooking, so they ordered some Wong Fu's. The night was pretty quiet. Their phones rang constantly, the Caller ID always flashing "Hodgins". They always ignored the calls.

They were laying on the couch, watching television when the house phone rang. Since Hodgins didn't have their home number, Temperance answered. "Hello?" she said, in a groggy voice.

A small voice responded back. "Tempie? Can you come over?"

"What's wrong, Ang?! Are you okay? Talk to me, hun."

"I- I- I-, don't…I don't want to be alone." Her voice was so small, so distant that it gave Temperance the chills.

"I'll be right over. Don't move." She got up from her resting place on the couch and grabbed a coat.

"And Temp?" Angela said, quietly.

"Yes hun."

"Could you get some pistachio ice cream? And some pickles?"

"Of course."

She left the house and stopped at the drug store on the corner. She shuffled in and grabbed what Angela wanted, plus a pack of Oreo's. Oreo's solved everything.

As she dove to Angela's, her phone rang three more times. The screen flashed "Hodgins". Once she arrived at the building, she ran up the four flights of stairs and found the apartment door was unlocked. She got scared, but entered slowly. "Ang?" she whispered.

"Right here." She replied softly. She was curled up on the couch, tissues surrounding her while a rerun of "I Love Lucy" played on the TV. She looked so helpless, so sad, that it broke her heart.

"I brought your pickles and ice cream. I got some Oreo's too. They always seem to make me cheer up."

"We always had Oreo eating contests, me and Jack. He always let me win."

"Or we can ditch the Oreo's and stick with the pickles and ice cream." She said smiling.

She moved over and sat down next to Angela and put her arm around her. "Look at you! You're still wearing your work clothes!"

"All of his stuff is still in my room. I won't go in there." Said Angela, quietly.

"Let me get you something comfier." She stood up and headed toward Angela's bedroom. She walked inside and found Angela's red bedroom. She had helped her paint it and her favorite jeans still had traces of red paint on them. The bed was neatly made, you could clearly tell which sides belonged to who. Angela's side had a nightstand with several moisturizers and lotions. Her pink alarm clock showed the time: 1:43 am. Jack's side had a square, white clock with a picture of him and Angela on it. He had his arms wrapped around her and they were laughing. She picked it up and studied it. They looked so in love, it stunned Temperance that he had actually cheated on her. They both looked so happy with such big grins on their faces that it made her grin.

"That was his favorite picture." Said a soft voice from the doorway.

Temperance gasped, and turned. "Oh, you scared me."

Angela came in and sat on the bed. "He has one of it in his wallet. Or he did." She was quiet. "He was something, Temp. I thought it could actually BE something, not just meaningless sex. He was the one for me, Temp. And now he's gone."

Temperance took her in her arms and helped her cry.

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