Thanks to those who red, reviewed, alerted, and favored. Here is chapter two. I don't own Bones, just love it.

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The family is a haven in a heartless world. - Christopher Lasch

Temperance Brennan never thought she'd be a mother. Ever since she'd given birth to her daughter, she found this indescribable emotion that made her smile. Just the thought of counting her toes, fingers and kissing her forehead made her burst into happy tears. She knew she loved her child and Booth, but she was also terrified of the thought their growing family. Her family had abounded her in the past; what if Booth and Olivia go too?

No. They won't.

Booth was her best friend and her partner. He was everything she'd feared of having and he'd proved he would never leave her. Angela said that a mothers love was the greatest gift of all. And what Brennan knew now, maybe she was right. Her own mother left for the sake of love - for protection. Brennan vowed that day they left, she would never do that to her family; if she dared having own of her own.

Since the day her and Booth made love was the day she ventured out into the unknown. She loved and trusted his heart to guide her into the wraps that dodged all evil. Ever since their daughter was born, a new love was formed between them - an abiding love; an everlasting love. They were connected forever, and what kept that part of the whole together was their love, their creation; Olivia Booth.

Brennan sat on the couch, holding her daughter close to her heart. Her eyes were locked on Olivia's sleeping form as her smile grew with each movement that she made.

"Would you like to go to work with me?" She asked her softly.

She knew her daughter couldn't hear her, but talking to her seemed to ease her nerves. She took in a deep, nervous breath and kissed her daughter on the forehead. Her heart fluttered when she saw Olivia open her eyes slowly. The baby smiled causing her mother's eyes to tear up with happiness for the second time this morning.

"I think you want to see your metaphorical family again, don't you?" She laughed softly.

The baby sat in silence, she nestled her head into her mother's chest and closed her eyes again.

"You seem tired." She said gently making circles on her daughter's head, to soothe her. "I know you didn't sleep well last night."

Brennan looked around the apartment, wondering where Booth had put the car seat. He hadn't gone to work yet, so, she figured she could wait until he got out of the shower before asking him where he put it. Just thinking of Booth made her smile, because of the love she was experiencing at the moment. With her bundle of joy in her arms, and the man who loved her, she knew that she will never feel lonely or unhappy again.

Unaware that Booth stood in the doorway, watching her, Brennan said, "I envy your father when he talks to you because he knows what to say every time," She laughed to herself and continued. "that's probably why I love him so much."

The baby stirred in what ever dream she was having as her mother watched her soundly. "He always know what to say at the right time, I find that he makes me feel..." She looked up at the ceiling, looking for the right word. "accepted somewhat."

Booth watched her quietly while putting his shirt on. He loved this side of her; the warm and affectionate and loving woman that was always hidden beneath her walls. Right now though, his attention was focused on the mother of his child. In all of those years he has known her, he always knew she felt this way about him, but what shocked him was how she didn't feel accepted just by being herself. He accepted her, and he was sure everyone else that knew her felt the same way.

Booth raised his eyes and smirked. She did owe him. He knew exactly what he was going to do to prove to her that she was accepted. He licked his lips before moving his eyes to the floor, then back up to her again.

"He makes me feel loved in a way that I-..." She stopped and closed her eyes and a few tears fell down her cheeks. She was slightly frustrated that she kept crying. Angela told her it was normal and she'd experienced it too. She knew all of this but hated feeling weak and vulnerable all of the time. Damn hormones. "No one loves me like your father." she said hastily, wiping a few tears away with her free hand.

Booth wanted to take her in his arms and kiss her. She was so beautiful, with his little girl in her arms, and she was talking to her; something she always thought was irrational and silly. He made his way into the living room slowly and stopped by couch and waited until her eyes would meet with his. He knew she hated it when her feelings take control of her like this, but the feeling of love was overbearing and powerful.

"Hey," Booth said quietly.

Brennan looked up to the man she loved. "Hi." She said, smiling.

They were quiet for a moment, just looking into each others eyes. Their love was evident when people would watch them because they would never look away in such a discreet way. He raised his finger up and captured her chin with it.

"You okay?" He asked, his eyes locked to hers.

She smiled warmly and nodded. "I'm fine now."

"Bones, why don't you feel accepted?" He asked.

She looked away from him and looked at Olivia. She was avoiding his question and he never wanted her to feel that way again.

Booth grabbed her free hand as she leaned her head onto his shoulder. She closed her eyes and sniffed quietly. "I don't know." she lied.

"You are accepted in this world Temperance." He said softly. He leaned in and kissed her head and then his daughter's. "and nobody loves me like we do." He said pointing to his heart and to his daughter.

She laughed softly to herself before getting a little frustrated. "Then why do people call me a cold fish all the time!" She said so softly it broke Booth's heart.

"Temperance," He said wiping her tears away. "you were never a cold fish."

They sat in silence for a while, watching their daughter sleep soundly in her mother's arms. She looked peaceful, dreamy and young. They both remembered when they were younger, those terrible memories flooding back to the surface. No one seemed to know what the world was like with peace and harmony. For them though, peace didn't exist because of the harshness that their jobs had to offer. They wanted the best for Olivia, no danger, no worry; just a warm, loving family. They were determined to protect her from the pain they've felt in the past. What ever happens, they will always stick together, no matter what.

She moved her head away from his shoulder and sniffed. "Everything I say makes people feel offended and hurt," a tear fell down her left cheek. Her mind was swirling and his gaze was intense, but loving. "I just want people to accept me the way I am."

"Sweetheart, everyone loves you." Booth said softly. He moved closer to her and wrapped his arm around her. "like I said earlier, we love you the most."

Brennan laughed and leaned her heart and soul into his embrace. "Besides, if you were a cold fish, you wouldn't care."

He knew exactly what to say when she needed to hear it. That's what I'm talking about Olivia.

"I love you Booth." she said barley audible.

He smiled and moved his arms away from her.

"You ready to go?" Booth asked. His eyes were glued to hers while she just smiled at him.

Booth kissed the top of her head while getting up to tie his tie. She watched him for a moment before putting her daughter in the crib beside her. She always loved tying his tie for him because she loved the part she wrote in her story. The time when Bren tied his tie for him.

"Seeley, let me." she said casually, she made her way toward him and tied it for him.

"Thanks." He said breathlessly while watching her smile up at him. Booth gathered her into his arms as she leaned into him. Her hands were on his chest, and their mouths connected.

"And I love you too." he said, smiling in between kissing.

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Cam sat on the couch above the platform, watching the interns arguing about the cause of death. She knew she had to resolve the argument they were causing, but seemed reluctant to care anymore. She was the boss, yes, but a part of her knew that these two wouldn't listen to her otherwise.

'It's a healthy debate between scientists.' Brennan's voice echoed in her head as she took a deep breath and leaned her head against the railing. Even though she would never really admit it, she really missed having Dr. Brennan in the lab because every time there was a case, this is what happened.

"No! That is not what happened to the victim!" Daisy Wick said a little too enthusiastically; she picked up one of the rib bones and examined it under the microscope. She was hasty and that's what made Clark Edison snap.

"You see these fractures here," He said mistakenly calm for someone who was annoyed. He moved the microscope to the hyoid and pointed to the small incision on the tip of the bone. "what ever made that mark on the hyoid is clearly the cause of death!"

Daisy rolled her eyes and moved the microscope down further where she thought the cause of death was. "No," she said matter in fact. "This incision here," she said, her annoyance was clearly visible. She looked at him with anger boiling in her eyes and finished her thought. "this mark on the sternum indicates that the victim was most likely struck with a blunt object. It's fractured, maybe the murderer hit the victim in the chest with an object and then strangled her causing her hyoid to break."

Clark looked at her with disbelief, he shook his head and raised his hands up furiously. "That would happen, yes, but this is the cause of death!" He pointed to the hyoid again and said. "This is the cause of death!"

Cam rolled her eyes and headed toward her office, away from what ever these two were heating up. As she made her way to her office she bumped into Angela.

"Hey Cam!" Angela said, unaware that she almost bumped into Cam. Her mind was wandering, and lately she had been deep in thought about something. "You okay, you seem aggravated."

Cam nodded and gestured her hands toward the platform, her eyebrows were up and she couldn't believe that Angela had even asked that. "Don't you hear them!"

"Yeah, but it's nothing different than hearing Booth and Brennan bickering all of the time." She said with a small smirk on her face. "I thought you'd be used to it by now Cam." She said, writing something down on her clipboard.

Cam noticed something in Angela's detonator that alarmed her so she asked. "Is everything alright with you Angela? I mean you've been acting strange all morning." She wanted to avoid arguing with Angela now. "You're awful thoughtful about something."

"Everything is fine Cam, just thinking about something." She said clearly annoyed.

"Okay. Sorry I asked. And just so you know," Cam put her hands up with defeat and said softly. "Ms Wick and Dr. Edison are nothing like them," she watched as Daisy stormed away from Clark, her face boiling with anger. He had a cocky smile on his face, but he seemed proud of his accomplishment. "Maybe a little, but I really miss Booth and Brennan around."

"I know, me too. Brennan is going to be back soon. I promise." She said holding her clipboard close to her chest again, a little tighter this time. Cam knew that something was wrong with Angela, but didn't press the issue. She'll call Brennan later.

Cam smiled at this, her face got softer. "How is she doing? Booth said she is warming up to motherhood quickly."

Angela smiled along with her. "She is taking it well actually, and she seems great. He is really taking care of her and the baby."

Cam put her hands together and smiled. "I can't wait to see the baby, I mean I saw her a few days ago, but still. She is so cute."

"I know, I couldn't agree more!" Angela noticed the tension in her friends eyes and gestured her head towards her office. "Do you want to sit down and talk in my office?"

Coming from you. You seem like you need to talk to someone. Cam shook her head. "No thanks. I just really need time to relax."

"Headache coming?" Cam nodded and went her ways into her office, not looking back at Angela.

Angela watched her friend go into her office. She had to admit though, the lab without Brennan was like having a body without a brain. Since Brennan had gone on maternity leave and Booth on paternity leave they were all restless and argumentative with one another. The team needed these two, and Angela knew it won't be long until they will come back bickering through those Jeffersonion doors like always.

She smiled to herself and made her way towards her office again. In one hand she held her clipboard close to her chest, while the other wobbled back and forth, easing her into balance. On her way there, she heard a feminine voice calling her name.

"Ange!" the voice called joyfully. She knew that voice. Could it be? She turned on her heel and smirked.

Speak of the devil.

The woman had a flower colored dress on, her bangs complemented her forehead beautifully and her smile beamed in sight of the woman in front of her. Even though she had seen her yesterday, she was ecstatic to see her in the lab again.

"Brennan!" She said esthetically, almost dropping her clipboard in the process. She didn't want anyone to see what was written in that clipboard. Maybe she'd talk to Brennan about it to kick some rational sense into her. After all, they were both mothers.

"How are you sweetie!" She asked, clearly excited to see her back in the lab again.

Brennan knew that something was wrong with Angela, but didn't push it just yet. She was just happy to be back in the lab again. "I'm quite nervous about being back." she said honestly.

"Why?" Angela asked.

"I didn't want to leave Olivia alone." She said slowly. "So," Brennan turned around a little and Angela could see Booth and Olivia moving slowly towards them. "I brought her with me."

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What do you think? A little fluff mixed with some problems at the lab (btw I'll touch on those issues in the next chapter when Ange and Bren have their little girl talk.) Next chapter will deal more with mommies and babies! What is on Angela's mind? Is there something wrong with Michael? Find out next chapter! Also, plenty of girl catching up times! Reviews are appreciated.

Here is a question for you. What would you guys like Brennan's owing time to be for Mr. Booth?