Booth rushed back to the Jeffersonian as fast as he could, lights and all. He had to see her, had to know that she was alright, that their baby was alright. He arrived at the Jeffersonian and threw the car into park. He ran into the building and found her in her office, studying a case file. Before she even knew he was there, he had her in his arms, his face buried in her neck. She was hesitant to react at first, but when she felt his tears she knew she had to comfort him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, running her fingers consolingly through his hair. The baby began kicking and Temperance moved Booth's hand down so that he could feel that life. He pulled back and their eyes met, hers curious and his adoring and relieved.

"We arrested Evan's killer," he said softly, "It wasn't his father." Booth led her gently to the couch where he pulled her onto his lap.

"Temperance," he said, lacing his fingers in with hers, "Evan was killed by his cousin, Timothy Sullivan." He felt her gasp and tightened his hold on her gently. Temperance shook her head and he saw the tears trailing down her cheeks.

"It can't be," she said. Booth watched as her face grew concerned and she rushed to the trash can, where she emptied her lunch. He rubbed her back consolingly and pulled her into a hug when she finished.

"The insulin syringe," she said, "Sully is diabetic. Why did he do it, Booth?"

"He thought he was losing someone he cared about very much," Booth said, tracing patterns on her palm.

"Seeley," she breathed, "He was very upset when he found out that you and I-" Her voice trailed off and he pulled her in.

"I know, Bones," he said, "That's why I think we need to go stay with my parents for a while."

"But my job and Angela and Kenna and Parker," she argued, "We can't let him chase us away from all of this." Booth smiled at her spirit.

"He's not chasing us away," he said, "I'm just being cautious. Besides, another two days and you start your maternity leave anyway, and Angela will understand. I can talk to Rebecca and maybe we can take Parker with us. It will be a nice family vacation before the baby comes." Temperance agreed with some reluctance.

"But I want to say goodbye to Angela before we go," she negotiated. Booth agreed and they made the arrangements.

--

It was a long drive to Pennsylvania, made longer by the frequent bathrooms stops that Temperance's seven month pregnancy demanded. It was well after dark and Parker was sleeping soundly when they pulled up to the small house in the quiet neighborhood. Before they could even get out of the car, an elderly lady rushed out of the house. Temperance was nervous, despite the fact they had been married for almost a year, she had yet to meet Booth's parents. All her fears vanished as the stout lady pulled her into a hug.

"Welcome to our home and our family, Temperance," Mary Booth said, stepping back to admire her daughter-in-law. She bent down and whispered to the baby bump, "And we're so excited to meet you, little one!" Booth walked around the car and lifted Parker from his car seat. He came and stood behind Temperance and rested a hand on her lower back.

"Let's not stay out here all night," Mary said, "You must all be exhausted from your trip. Come in, Come in." She ushered them inside and directed Booth to put Parker in his own 

childhood room. She led Temperance to a separate guest suite.

"Thank you, so much," Temperance said, "I know this was short notice and it has to be inconvenient for you." Mary waved her off.

"Dear, you're family. When family calls, family helps. That's the way it works, especially for the Booths." Mary said goodnight and Temperance crawled into bed, clothes and all. When Booth came in a few minutes later, she was sound asleep. He got in next to her and was soon sleeping as well.

--

Temperance woke up with a scream. An instant later, Booth had her in his arms.

"It's alright, you're safe," he whispered as e stroked her hair.

"The baby, Parker, Kenna, Angela, you" she panted.

"We're all safe," he said. "Nothing is going to happen." He held her as her breathing slowed.

"How long until they find him, Seeley?" she asked.

"Not long," he assured her. She moved to get up, but he pulled her back down.

"Seeley, it is eight o'clock in the morning," she said, pointing out the clock.

"Yeah, Bones, but we're on vacation."

"Tell that to the baby," she said, "You have a little martial artist in there and right now, my bladder is the enemy." Booth laughed a little and released her. She rushed to the bathroom then started to get ready.

--

The next week was a lovely one. Mary and Temperance bonded over their mutual love for studying people and, of course, their affection for Booth and Parker. Booth was never far away from Temperance and Parker. He was always on his guard, jumpy, waiting for the phone to ring, and it made his wife nervous. So, she arranged for them to have a quiet evening at home alone while Parker's grandmother took him to the movies. She got everything ready and was just pulling the macaroni from the oven when he got home from getting a haircut.

"Smells good, Bones," he said. He helped her put the last few things on the table and then they sat down.

"Where's Parker?" he asked as the began eating.

"Your mother has him," Temperance said, "She taking him to a movie. Your friend Carter is escorting them." she added to assure him of their safety. Booth nodded.

"Seeley," Temperance said, "you need to relax and trust your fellow agents to do their jobs." He heard an echo of some advice he'd given her when she'd had to ease up her hours because of the baby.

"Am I annoying you, Bones?" he asked. She shook her head.

"You're making me nervous," she said, "And you're scaring Parker. He doesn't even want to play alone in the yard anymore. You can't do that to him, Booth." He nodded and took her hand.

"I am scared, Temperance," he admitted, "more than I probably should be, but I just keep seeing his face when he found out that we were married. I've never seen anyone that mad before. You're my world, you, Parker and this baby, and, quite frankly, I'm scared out of my mind that 

something is going to happen to you," he groaned, "Why can't we just be a normal family without having to worry about psychos and serial killers?" he asked. Temperance laughed sadly.

"Booth, we haven't ever been a normal family," she said, "Not from the day we said I do without ever having dated."

"I promise to try," Booth said. Temperance kissed him gently.

"That's all we're asking."

--

The hunt for Sully continued. Booth was better about his nerves, but each day that passed without success put him more and more on edge. As the day of his baby's birth loomed nearer and nearer, Temperance and Booth looked into hospitals in the area, both knowing that the long drive back home would be far more comfortable with an infant rather than a nine-month pregnant woman.

The morning of April 9th dawned clear and bright. Still three days away from her due date, the light back pain Temperance felt upon waking up seemed like a natural pregnancy symptom. She and Booth took Parker to the zoo for the day. They were eating ice cream in the afternoon when Temperance felt the first contraction. The force of it surprised her and she gasped. Booth was by her side in a moment. Their eyes met and that one look told him everything.

"Do we need to go?" he asked. She shook her head.

"Physical activity helps to move labor along," she said, "If we go now, I'll just have a lot of waiting around to do. Let's at least show him the rest of the zoo."

It was late evening when the pair went in to the hospital. Labor continued late into the night until finally, the cries of a beautiful baby girl filled the room. Temperance fell back against the pillow, utterly exhausted with a happy smile on her face. The little girl was placed on her mother's chest while her father cut the cord.

"Hi," Temperance breathed, gently rocking the screaming infant, "Hello little one." The baby was whisked to the other side of the room, cleaned up and wrapped snuggly in a blanket, before being place back in Temperance's arm.

"Here you go, Mom," the nurse cooed, "Six pounds twelve ounces, 20 inches long, born at 12: 07 on April 10th." She then left the room.

"April 10th," Temperance breathed, "Evan disappeared on April 10th."

"Everything has come full circle, Bones," Booth said, running a finger down his daughter's cheek, "April 10th used to be a day of loss, and now we have received the most beautiful gift we could ever get."

"Evangeline," Temperance said. They never had agreed on a name for their child. "It means 'Good News' and it starts with Evan." She extended the bundle to her husband.

"Evangeline Christine Booth," he said, gently taking his daughter in his arms, "Welcome to the world."

--

It's a girl! Yay! This one is drawing to a close... but wait, we can't finish yet! There's still a killer on the loose! Tune in next time to see what happens!