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XxSweetSerenityxX

She lay on her back, unable to sleep as the light shown through his bedroom window. They had been exhausted after the series if events that had happened the day before. Now, Booth lay asleep beside her. It was early for him, she knew, so she let him sleep as she drifted back into her thoughts.

Her hand rested gently on her belly, rubbing slow circles as she thought about the night they first shared this bed…

She sobbed into his shoulder as they fell back into the bed. Booth rubbed her back and kissed her hair while she cried softly into him.

"Why, Booth- why do people have to leave- when they want to stay?" Her breathing was ragged and her words came out staccato. "When I want them to stay?"

He stroked her back in slow circles. "Shh, it's okay Temperance. Not everyone has to leave. I'm here."

She looked up at him then, her eyes horrified. Her breathing turned from ragged to near hyperventilation. "But you... Said that... God chooses... What if he… Wants you to go… I cant-" she gasped. "I can't…"

Booth grabbed her face. "Temperance look at me and breathe. I'm right here, I am not going anywhere. Please Temperance…"

Tears were streaming down her face as she panicked. It was too much, losing Vincent and the thought of losing Booth too. She took a deep breath, "It should have been you, Booth." She corrected herself, "It was meant to be you."

He pressed his forehead to hers as he stroked her tears with his thumbs. "But it wasn't, Bones. I'm here." He leant up and kissed her forehead. "See? I'm here." He kissed her cheek and looked into her eyes. "I'm here." The other cheek. "I'm here." Booth rested his forehead against hers once again. "I'm not going-"

She pressed her lips to his. It was chaste but it was full of need, passion and longing. She pulled back and looked into his dark eyes. "I'm-" she searched for the word, "relieved it wasn't you. I'm sad for Vincent but I am glad it wasn't you. I need you here with me. Please be with me."

Her voice was almost pleading as more tears came down her face. Booth took her in his arms again and brought their lips together in a more fervent kiss.

The man beside her began to stir. He rolled over towards her and reached his arm out lazily, placing it on her abdomen. Booth smiled in his half awakened state. "Morning Bones."

She slid down the bed and rolled onto her side to face him, his hand falling to the small of her back. "Good morning, Seeley."

His eyes closed and he smiled. "Mmm, that name sounds good coming from your mouth. How come no 'Booth'?"

She laughed lightly. "I was thinking that it might be awkward if I was calling you by your last name in front of our child. It seems so… formal. So I thought I would start practicing."

He shrugged, "Does that mean I can't call you 'Bones' anymore?"

"I don't think so." She thought for a moment. "'Bones' is more of an affectionate term between the two of us; and while I call you 'Booth' and have affection for you, there are too many other people who call you 'Booth'. 'Seeley' is much more… intimate."

Booth smiled as he leaned forward to place a soft kiss to her lips. "I agree. But I think that you should only call me Seeley when it's just us. You, me and our family."

Temperance chewed on her lip. "Our family." She stated, just to hear the sound of it. "We called each other family before I was pregnant."

"And we were." Booth corrected. "But now it's different. Before, we got pregnant," he accentuated the 'we' as she rolled her eyes, "we were family because we supported and cared for each other and had little of that from relatives. Now, we really are a family, in every sense of the word. This child is part of the two of us, it's our own real family."

Booth's hand glided over her stomach, caressing her flat abdomen. "Booth, a man cannot be pregnant." She stated, clearly annoyed that he included himself in on her physical condition.

He grimaced, somewhat hurt, even though he was expecting her to be clinical about this pregnancy. "Physically, a man cannot be pregnant. We both know that, but we made this baby together. We made love, our love created a child and now our love will bring a child into the world and raise it. We are pregnant together because I will be with you every step of the way, Temperance."

"I understand your point. But there are certain things about my condition that you, unfortunately, do not get to experience." She stated, "Nausea, vomiting, the pain of child birth."

Booth sighed, "You're right, but that won't deter me from holding your hair, bringing you crackers, and being there for you for everything you need."

Temperance nodded. "I'm glad. I wouldn't want it to be anyone else. I may not be maternal like Angela but you'll be a great dad." She gave him a half smile as she looked down at her stomach.

"Hey," he touched his hand to her cheek to direct her eyes up to his. "You are going to be an amazing mother. You are the most brilliant and beautiful woman I have ever known. Any child would be lucky to have you as a mother."

She frowned slightly. "But being beautiful doesn't make me anymore qualified to be a parent. I'm not very good with children, Booth."

This time, he laughed but as soon as he did; he knew he had hurt her feelings. "Temperance, you are so wrong it makes me love you even more." She looked at him quizzically as he continued. "You are wonderful with children. Parker loves you and although there are traditions you'll need to learn" he recalled her belief that lying to children about Santa Claus was irresponsible, "you are capable of being an incredible mother. Remember Andy?"

She nodded in response with a soft smile. "He was such an amazing baby, I miss him a little bit."

"And that's why you will be an amazing mother. Your maternal instincts are already there." He pulled her to his chest for a hug. "Not to mention the practice you'll have with Michael over the next nine months."

Brennan molded herself into his embrace. "Thanks, Booth. I feel confident that together we can do anything."

Seeley smiled and kissed her forehead. "That's what being in love feels like, Bones. We can do anything."

Temperance responded, somewhat unsurely. "There's a lot to work through, Booth."

He nodded. "And we'll figure it out. How about over some breakfast?"

She smiled as she snuggled in closer for a few more minutes of warm comfort in his embrace.

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