Title: Blurring The Lines
Author: TheCritter91
Pairing: Jared/Wendell
Rating: R
Warnings: Slash, Mpreg, Swearing, Hurt/Comfort, Angst
A/N: Alright I just want to let people know that this fic does not go along with the tv series 100%. I am a sparatic Bones watcher so I just recently in the last few months found out that Jared and Seeley's grandfather raised them and that Jared was dishonorably discharged and is world traveling. So the basic premise goes with Bones, but details are changed to fit the fic
Sorry it has taken me so long to update, life can suck sometimes and I really wasn't sure if people were really wanting this to update.
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When Jared arrived home after the wonderfully uncomfortable dinner with his parents, the lights were off and there was complete silence through out the entire apartment. Dropping his keys onto the side table that sat next to the door, Jared began to strip off his coat and shoes before making his way to the bedroom. As he passed through the living room, he could see the dvd cases and an empty popcorn bowl sitting on top of the coffee table. Wendell had a habit of having movie marathons when Jared couldn't be home at night.
Finally making it to the bedroom, Jared paused to see the Wendell sized lump wrapped in the comforter and tucking himself in the middle of all the pillows. Wendell had some odd habits that Jared wasn't sure exactly how they formed. They were more adorable than annoying, and this was one of them. Stripping off the rest of his clothes beside the bed, Jared lifted the edge of the covers and manuvered a couple of the pillows back to the head of the bed and wrapped himself around Wendell in a way to make the other man know he was there.
It only took a couple of moments for Wendell to turn over and lay his head against Jaredn's chest. Taking his right hand and running it through Wendell's hair, Jared laid a kiss on the top of his head before laying back and trying to relax enough to get some sleep. With Wendell laying against his chest, it wasn't long before he was able to banish any thoughts of his family away and let sleep overcome him.
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Wendell sometimes hated week days. Don't get him wrong, he loved his job and knew that he was lucky to be able to have this opportunity. But when he had to know that it was a possibility that he wouldn't see Jared until late enough that Jared was already in bed, it made things a little less exciting. And he had no way for Jared to come by for a surprise visit like Cam's OBGYN boyfriend does. Wendell understood why they were keeping it to themselves for now, but there were times that he wanted to at least share this whole thing with Angela and Hodgins.
The day had started off slow, until Booth had called for Brennan on a new body that they found. The body had been buried for over five years and they were now cataloging the bones and looking for the injuries that may have lead to the man's death. Angela was still working on a sketch so Booth could run it through the various data bases to try and find the identity to their victim.
"You do not look pleased Mr. Bray, is there something wrong?" Dr. Brennan asked him, glancing up from her examination of the left tibia that had small hairline fractures.
Jerking back his head in surprise, Wendell looked at Dr. Brennan with wide eyes. Panic set in for a minute, he knew that he hadn't been exactly the image of the ideal mini Brennan, but he didn't think that anyone would have noticed it. Looking around the platform he caught sight of Angela not far from Dr. Brennan with an amused look on her face that let him know that he hadn't been as stealthy as he thought he had. Clearing his throat Wendell looked back at the bones and hoped that everything could be forgotten.
"I noticed some healing fractures in the phalanges of the right hand that must have happened at least three months before the victim's death." He told her, avoiding the fact that Angela was shaking with silent laughter.
Dr. Brennan nodded and looked at the right had with him, "I concure Mr. Bray, it does appear that the victim had some sort of trama that caused these fractures. The fact that these fractures were still healing with no obvious evidence of further damage to the phalanges, it suggests that the victim did not use any self defence against his killer." She gently took each of the bones into her hand to get a closer look to see it there was anything that she or Wendell might have missed.
It was a short lived examination, because not three minutes later Booth came into the lab. The grin on his face when he looked at Dr. Brennan was so warm and loving that it almost made Wendell want to roll his eyes at their obliviousness. This had been many years in the making and it made almost everyone in the lab have the strong desire to just shove the two into a locked room or closet and not let them out until they confessed their feelings and had a couple of good makeout sessions to get it out in the open. And Wendell and Angela were at the very top of that list.
Sharing a knowing look with Angela, they watched as Booth called Brennan down to investigate a possible suspect with perfect motive and means to kill their victim. The pair took leave of the lab and that just left Wendell and Angela there with the bones. Risking a side glance, Wendell immediatly wished that he hadn't, he saw Angela looking up from her sketch with a knowing grin. Silently cursing, Wendell stood up and tried to think of a way to escape without making the situation even worse. Unfortunatly, fate is a fickle bitch.
"So Wendell, who has you all flustered and destracted?" She asked, a wide smile on her face as she put the sketch on the edge of the table near the bones.
Maybe he could try for innocence, "Who, what?" he tried, blinking his eyes a couple of times to try and be the spitting image of ignorance.
"Don't you who me, there is someone that has Wendell Bray all worked up and I want to know who he is." Angela teased, her hands running down to her swollen belly.
"Who has Wendell all worked up?" Hodgins asked as he came trotting up the stairs, eyebrow raised in question as he took in his wife and friend.
Turning to Hodgins, Angela smiled at him before turning back to Wendell, "That's what I was asking him. He is totally side tracked and off beat that it has to be a someone instead of a something."
"And I have no idea what you are talking about." Wendell replied, looking at the orders Dr. Brennan had left him, hoping like hell that the two would be caught in one of those parent-to-be moments and ignore him and the whole subject.
Unfortuanatly nothing was going to go his way today. Not only had he been so absorbed in his thoughts earlier that Dr. Brennan had caught on, but Angela had to start in on the one situation that he did want to tell her about. It wasn't like he wanted to keep it secret from his friends, but he understood the dilemma that Jared had with telling his family, especially his brother, but that also meant that Wendell couldn't share anything with anyone.
"Dude, you might as well tell her. She's going to find out one way or another and it will be more painless for you if you just man up and tell her now while everyone else is away." Hodgins laughed, knowing the look on his wife's face.
"I could get Sweets if you'd like. I'm sure he would have plenty to say on the matter." Angela threatened, knowing that it was one of the tactics that might get Wendell to talk to her.
Looking up at their amused and anticipating faces, Wendell sighed in defeat. Jared could kill him later, "Alright, alright but you have to promise me that you won't say anything to anyone else got it?" he asked, taking in their nodding faces like kids on christmas day, "Jared Booth" was what he responded with.
Their smiles turned into frowns when they shared a look, before looking back at him, "Sweety, what does Jared Booth have to do with this?" Angela asked, confused beyond belief.
Now he was the one that wanted to roll his eyes, "I'm dating Jared Booth" He said, waiting for it all to sink in.
It didn't take long before their eyes grew wide with disbelief and amusment. Then it turned to concern and a little relief. Within a few minutes of silence, it looked like the questions they wanted to ask were going to make them burst. Shaking his head in amusment he gave them a smile that let them know it was okay to ask.
"How in the world did you two even meet?"
"So how long have you two been dating?"
"So... who tops?"
"Whow, whow one question at a time. First off, we met at a club that our mutual friends dragged us to." Wendell answered, giving Angela a pointed look as her expression brightened.
"Oh! He's the guy you told me about a couple of weeks ago? Awww, that's so cute." She gushed, squeezing a hand around Hodgin's arm in excitment.
Huffing out a laugh, Wendell continued, "And we have been dating for almost six months now and as to who tops, well Hodgins I really don't see how that's your business." Wendell smiled sweetly at Hodgins, getting a grin in return.
"Well, I was not expecting this. Its cute... in a weird and unexpected way. But I mean, the last couple of times I saw him, the first time he was drunk and practically used Dr. Brennan against Booth. Are you guys okay?" Hodgins asked, concern etched across his face.
"Yeah, he's gone through the drying out and had been sober for a while before we even met. I don't drink when he's around and we don't keep alcohol around even to cook with. And I knew about the Dr. Brennan thing, he told me not long after we started dating and I told him I worked for her." Wendell reassured, making sure they knew not to worry about him.
He was touched that they were worried though. And it felt like a weight had been lifted off of him to know that Angela and Hodgins both now knew about his relationship and he could talk to them about it. He had other friends that knew about him and Jared, but they were mutual friends and he wanted to be able to tell someone that didn't really know Jared. Plus it gave him extra leeway to be able to be just a tad more happy around the lab if someone else knew and could help throw off Dr. Brennan and Cam if they caught on.
Walking over to him, Angela rapped her arm around his and pulled him towards her. Hodgins flanked the other side and trapped Wendell between them. It honestly scared him as to what they might be thinking or planning to do. The two were cunning on their own, but together they could be deadly.
"So you know that since we know about you two now, that we have to go on a double date." Angela said, the grin from earlier never leaving her face.
Wendell hung his head in defeat, but the smile never left his own face, "Oh no, what have I done?"
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For once, Jared was awake and watching tv when Wendell got home. Setting his keys next to Jared's on the the table by the door and dropping his bag on the floor along with his discarded shoes, Wendell let out a deep sigh. It took almost all the strength he had to trudge over to the couch and plop down. Raising an eyebrow, Jared muted the tv and turned towards Wendell.
"Rough day?" He asked, pulling the blond towards him.
Wendell didn't bother to reply, just buried his face in the other man's chest. The case had gone fairly smoothly as soon as they had found the victims identity, semi pro golfer Jason Barley. In the end it had been the ex girlfriend that had taken a swing at the Jason with a nine iron. He had gotten a contract with a sports drink company and had just gotten a huge payout and dropped the girlfriend, one Melinda Jonett. In a rage over being dumped right after more money had come rolling in, she had grabbed Jason's beloved nine iron and bashed his skull in.
"Wanna order pizza?" Jared suggested, knowing that neither one of them were likely to cook this late.
Wendell nodded his head against Jared's chest and closed his eyes. Right now he was content with just soaking in everything he could about the other man. As Jared called the Papa Johns down the street with their order, Wendell let the tv drown to the background as he listened to Jared's heartbeat. It was in these quite moments like this, both of them on the couch no paying any real attention to the tv, that made Wendell's heart melt. It was the soft, slow kisses that where shared, and the lazy caresses that were the moments that Wendell cherished the most.
These were the moments that he could see in fifty or sixty years. And he wouldn't have it any other way.
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A/N: Again, sorry it has taken about a year to update. To make up for it I went and made this chapter long and I do have the next chapter started. I will warn you that the next chapter is going to jump forward a couple of months and take place after Angela has her baby.
A/N: Thanks for sticking with me and my skittles for brains some times.
A/N: If you ever have any ideas or suggestions that you would like to see incorporated in this story, (ie, baby sex, names ect.) then feel free to let me know!