Hey all! Thank-you to all the story reviews and alerts. In particular to XOXKiss2010, Everything Eventually, and CoffeeBean2009. They have been extremely welcomed. After some encouragement from you guys, I am currently posting the next installment. Again, I don't own Bones. :D, Thank-you. ~JesseniaRose~

Previously

Incoming call from Booth flashed her cell phone's bold words.

With her head cocked to one side and her eyes betraying a swirl of emotions, she calmly allowed it to ring its last before speed dialing Angela's number. For the first time that night she genuinely smiled as she heard friend's chipper voice even this late at night.

She took a deep breath before whispering, "Hey Ange."

For a few tense moments, there was an eerie silence between the two. Suddenly, Brennan's idea of phoning around at two in the morning didn't seem so well thought out.

"Hey Brennan..." came Angela's ever so slightly confused voice."What are you doing calling so late at night? Not that I'm busy or anything but..."

"Huh? Oh I was just..." Brennan felt her previous responses vanish, leaving her wordless and tongue tied a particularly favourite colloquium on Booth's part. "Uh, never mind. I was just working on a bit of paperwork and the time got the better of me. I was not aware of the lateness and apologize for disturbing you and Dr Hodgins."

"Oh like I said before, there is no problem at all, but sweetie, really? You think you can get away with that excuse? I'm rather offended of your faith in my ability to detect problems that my best friend might be going through!" Brennan heard a sigh and more of pictured than heard Angela begging Hodgins for some crackers. After a few moments of grumbling, she heard the faint noise of cupboards being searched before Angela's gushes of thank-you's; followed by a few munches in rapid succession.

Pregnancy truly was an interesting phenomenon.

"Alright, so sweetie, spill. And don't try to beat around the bush about how nothing is wrong." A few more crunches were heard before Angela resumed her interrogation, "Obviously, this has something to do with Booth and his new...uhh... girlfriend. So, it would be best for all of us if you just fessed up."

Sighing slightly, Brennan began to weigh the pros and cons of telling the truth. It had been her original plan but now she found an unsettling wave of apprehension descending upon her. She did not wish Angela's pity but merely a quick alternative of how to reinforce her independence. Hmm...Maybe she should have taken more time to re-examine her self evaluation. After all, it was late and knowing her great luck with psychology, her attempt to distinguish the emotions she was currently experiencing was probably way off base. A bemused grin lit her features as she pictured Sweets facial muscles if he happened to stumble upon the knowledge of her conducting an evaluation of her own psyche. Just as she had gathered up her courage to confront Angela with this disconcerting problem she heard Angela's stifle of a yawn and guilt immediately flooded through her. Previous statements forgotten she hastily let loose a string of concerns, "Oh Angela! What was I thinking? It is not healthy for you to be up so late with the baby and all. You need to be getting rest and proper amounts of sleep!"

In the background she heard Hodgins triumphant, "See! I knew you should be sleeping right now." Quickly followed by a, "Thanks Dr. B for talking some sense into her! Come on Angie, both you and our precious cargo need their beauty sleep."

After a few grumblings from Angela, Brennan convinced her to get some rest. "Fine Bren, but don't assume this conversation is over yet!"

Brennan winced, oh-oh, that tone of voice meant that she would probably be avoiding Angela tomorrow if she wanted to evade from her initial intentions.

"Alright Ange, you have a good night too. Bye," with a few replies exchanged, the two friends hung up leaving Brennan even more befuddled than before.

As she dejectedly crawled underneath her down filled duvet her eyes closed thinking of possible excuses and possible ways to convey her current emotions if necessary.

Ten minutes away, Angela snuggled beside her dream husband, within their massive King sized bed when she too closed her eyes before whispering, "Hodgie, I'm worried about Bren, she never calls this late and in such a manner." However, the only response given was the gentle snore of her husband and the abrupt movement of her future boy or girl. Slowly rubbing a hand over tummy, she murmured softly into the darkness, "But don't you worry baby... Tomorrow mommy is going to find out what is bugging your Aunty Temp." With those final words did she too fall asleep with a contended smirk upon her face.

And there is the next installment. All reviews and thoughts are very welcome. They would help ease the pain of my upcoming history exam. Thank-you again for reading. ~JesseniaRose~