A/N: There really are not words for how amazing it is to get all of the alerts and favorites and reviews in my inbox. I love that this story is getting love. Thank you everyone for reading and enjoying this story. Here is more, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoy writing it.

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Brennan laid her purse down and took the prenatal vitamins out of the pharmacy bag and set them on the counter. She was hungry, despite the fact that she had shared a plate of fries with Booth at the diner and so she decided she would fix herself a snack before she took her nap.

Two hours later she was being roused from sleep by the persistence chirp of her phone and she grabbed it off of her nightstand and pressed it to her ear. "Brennan."

"Hey Bones," Booth greeted, "tournament starts in two hours and I have our undercover attire. Meet me at my place and then we'll get ready and meet up with Max."

"Sure Booth," Brennan answered, "now?"

"Sounds good," Booth said with a laugh. "Don't forget to bring your make up stuff so you can get ready to go undercover and are you staying here tonight?"

"I was going to," Brennan told him, "if you want me too."

"I'm always going to want you in my bed Bones," his voice assured her silkily, "You should know that by now."

"I know we were supposed to have dinner together tonight…"

"It was important for us to be with everyone tonight," Brennan answered quietly, her arm still looped through his. "But, maybe we could get desert?"

Booth's eyebrows shot up and his mouth dropped open.

"I meant actually desert Booth," she said catching on to his insinuation. "Pie for you, sorbet for me?"

"And a talk."

"Yes, and a talk."

"I think that is a good idea Bones. I'll run by the market and then meet you back at your apartment."

Brennan nodded and opened the door of her car, Booth tugged on the hand that was still threaded in his. She turned around and saw the desire shining in his eyes. He dropped his head and pressed his lips to hers briefly.

"I'm right behind you Bones," he promised, "ten minutes at the most."

"Okay Booth."

They parted then and Brennan didn't drive away until she was sure that he was in his SUV and waved as he drove past her. She drove the five minutes to her apartment and kicked off her shoes at the door. She grabbed a plate for his pie and a bowl for her sorbet and the additional utensils needed before she decided that it would be beneficial for her to be more comfortable.

She slipped on a pair of yoga pants and an oversized FBI tee shirt she had taken from Booth while they had been undercover in Las Vegas so long ago. It had since then faded to dull gray and there was a hole in the right sleeve, but she didn't care.

"Bones?" Booth's voice called through her apartment, "I'm in the kitchen."

"Coming Booth!" She responded down the hallway and when she met him in the other room he stopped cutting his slice of pie and just stared at her. "What? Should I have stayed in my prior outfit?"

"You like fine Bones…is that, is that my tee shirt?"

"It was," Brennan replied with a smirk, "I permanently borrowed it before we left Las Vegas."

"You've had it a long time."

"You are correct." She stated, "You aren't angry are you?"

"Not even a little bit." Booth assured her, "I'm actually…that's quite hot."

"Booth!"

"We said we were going to be honest. And trust me baby, I'm being honest."

"Don't call me baby."

"Yes dear."

"Don't call me dear."

"Then what am I allowed to call you?"

"I think that Bones is just fine."

"I'll work on that one then."

"Booth…." He stopped at the serious tone her voice held. "What are we doing?"

"This second?" Booth questioned, "We're flirting and getting ready to eat some desert."

"You are aware that is not what I meant."

"I know Bones," Booth responded but before he said anything else he took a large bite of his cherry pie and Brennan took a small spoonful of her own desert. "And what do you think we are doing?"

"I think we are finally taking the next step, together."

"Together."

Brennan nodded, "together."

"It definitely beats taking the steps when one of us is either a step ahead or behind."

"I would concur."

"I need to say I'm sorry."

"You do?" Brennan questioned a hint of worry flooding her eyes. "For what?"

"For Hannah."

"Booth…"

"No," he interrupted, "that, that wasn't fair to you."

"That isn't true."

"Yes it is," Booth insisted, "I pushed you and then gave up. I should have fought harder to make you see that I was all in. Instead…"

"This may sound odd Booth," Brennan started taking advantage of his pause, "but I do not regret the time of our partnership while you were with Hannah."

"You don't?"

"No," Brennan stated firmly. "I may not have been pleased about your relations with Hannah, however she was able to provide for you something I was unable to at the time. You deserved that."

"Bones…"

"Besides," she continued, "I believe that the road we took to get here, although curvy and not always easy, was the only road that would have delivered us to this destination."

"Did you just use a metaphor?"

"I've seen recently that they can be useful in certain situations."

"I love you." Booth's voice said the statement and Brennan gasped. Although she was aware they held a strong connection she was surprised that Booth let the declaration slip so easily. "It's okay Bones, you don't have to say it back."

"It's not that I don't want to…"

"I don't want you to say something you aren't sure you feel," Booth assured her, "and if you don't want me to tell you that again until you're ready, I'll do that."

"That would be," Brennan started, "difficult for you, I'm sure. But…"

"Just think about it."

"I will."

"So…"

"So…"

"Good talk?"

"I believe we have had a good talk. What are your feelings?"

"Are we a couple Bones? A monogamous couple?"

"That is what I have taken from both our actions this morning and this talk is that what we both want. Is it what you want Booth?"

"Hell yes it is."

"It is what I want as well."

Brennan had never been more thankful for a quick case. Booth arrested the killer and while they waited for backup to come and take him to holding before questioning, Brennan called Hodgins to see how Angela was doing.

"We must hurry Booth," Brennan told him after closing her phone, "Hodgins states that Angela will be ready to push shortly and I would like to be there when the baby is born."

"I'm doing the best I can Bones," Booth assured her and ten minutes later the murderer was on his way to FBI holding and Brennan and Booth were on their way to meet the newest Hodgins.

"Do you think the baby will be healthy?" Brennan asked, her voice cutting through the silence of his car. Booth reached across the center and laced his fingers with hers. "I mean, statistically…"

"You can't count a baby as a statistic."

"But they are in fact…"

"A baby is a person, a soul. No matter what that baby will be the most spoiled thing the lab has seen in a long time. And Angela and Hodgins are ready for him or her, no matter what."

"I find myself nervous for them."

"That's because you are a good friend Bones. And as friends we're allowed to worry for them."

"Angela is aware of the shift of our relationship." Booth froze and Brennan lifted her head off of his chest to look into his eyes, "I was unable to hide it from her today."

Booth relaxed after a moment and cracked a smile, "how giddy was she?"

"She refrained from screaming through the lab," Brennan stated, "which is what I always imagine she would do if we were to ever form a sexual relationship she became aware of. But I believe that her control was also in respect of Mr. Nigel-Murray. She is very happy for us though."

"I'm glad you told her Bones," Booth assured her, "I know how close you two are."

"How should we go about informing the rest of our friends and co-workers?"

"It doesn't bother me Bones," Booth answered, "we can tell everyone or no one or whoever you want."

"I was hoping," Brennan started, "that we might be able to keep it to ourselves for awhile. To secure ourselves in the differences and challenges this change will cause. I do not want to provide the FBI a reason to terminate our partnership."

"They would be stupid to break up their best team."

"I concur," Brennan agreed, "however, I believe that if we don't give them sufficient proof that our professional relationship will stay unaltered then they will not allow us to work together any longer. And I would be very disappointed if that were to happen."

"I would be too Bones."

"Do you think that we will have to once again resume therapy sessions with Sweets?"

"If he gets his way," Booth said with a laugh and pressed a kiss to her shoulder, "then yes."

"I suppose I could tolerate that."

"That's good Bones."

"We're going to be okay, right Booth?"

"We're going to be just fine Bones. Perfect."

Her mouth was forming the words before she could stop herself, "I'm…I'm pregnant."

Booth was silent and very still and Brennan could nearly fear the panic rolling off of him in waves. "You're the father."

It took only a second before his face was growing with the largest smile Brennan had ever seen him wear and she couldn't stop herself from matching his smile.

"A…a baby?" He questioned, his voice hesitant and quiet. "We're having a baby?"

Brennan nodded, "yes."

"God, Bones this is…this is amazing!" He declared and picked her up in his arms and spun her around and then suddenly he put her back on her feet. "Oh god!"

"What Booth? Did you injure your back?" Brennan questioned, "You really shouldn't be spinning me, or anyone like that with your back problems."

"I didn't hurt you did I? Or the baby?"

Brennan laughed, "no Booth you didn't injure me and you certainly didn't injure the embryo."

"Baby."

"That is what I said."

"Bones this…I am so happy right now Bones."

"I am very relieved to hear you say that Booth." Brennan said with an exhale, "So very relieved."

"How could I possibly be anything other than happy Bones? We're having a baby!"

Brennan shrugged, "well, logically as this was an unplanned pregnancy it would be probable for a certain amount of discord would be felt."

Booth stepped forward and wrapped her back into his arms and pressed a kiss to her temple, "not a chance Bones. This is amazing."

Brennan wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned into his chest. They stood there on the sidewalk not moving until a car driving by honked their horn and Booth pulled back slightly, his arms still around her. "I suppose we should take this party back to my apartment."

"That would be satisfactory."

Booth released her body and reached for her hand. She allowed their fingers to be threaded together and Booth pressed his lips to hers before they started walking towards Booth's apartment. They had only gone a hundred feet before Booth stopped again.

"I love you Bones. And I love this baby. And I know we still have a lot to talk about and work through, but I want to you know, that I'm going to be here for you and the baby no matter what happens. We're a family now and I love you both so much."

Brennan looked up at him, tears pooling in her eyes. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him hungrily. "I love you too Booth."

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A/N: I really hope this seems realistic to what could possible happen to our couple and with them. I strive to keep them as much in character as possible. (Writing them pregnant and together is amazing. Especially since it is cannon now!)

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