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1- Horripilation

I arrived at his apartment, and waited outside his door, my hand unable to move from my pocket to knock, so instead I forced myself to raise my left hand and I rapped my fist against the wood, the hollow sound echoing.

He answered and I saw his face change from a smile after recognising me, to a frown.

"Hey Bones, are you all right? You look… wow. Come in, sit down." He ushered me inside and sat me down at his kitchen table, "I'll get you some coffee. Jesus, what's happened to you? Are you ok?"

"I'm fine." I said,

"You've been crying." He told me, bending down and looking me in the eyes. "Here," He had a damp cloth in his hand and he started to gently wipe my face. It was annoying but my eyes fluttered closed and my heart beat started to beat a little louder.

"I'm fine Booth." I said again, but he let out a low laugh,

"Have you seen yourself Bones?"

"I'm fine." I said again, my hand rose to his and caressed it, "Fine."

Booth nodded and commenced making the coffee he had offered. When he was done I accepted my cup and raised it to my mouth. It was only then I realised I can't drink coffee anymore. I lowered my hand.

Booth did the same, except his coffee cup was now half empty, and he let out a long breath of satisfaction.

"So." He said, "If you're so fine, why did you come here?" He grinned, "Missing me?"

I couldn't seem to stop my smile. Booth had that effect on me, but really I knew it was my hormones… as my thoughts of physical attraction and the cocktail of hormones rushing through my blood stream continued I pulled my right hand from my pocket and place the photo face down on the table, sliding it towards Booth.

He looked down at the white square, then picked it up and turned it over, staring at the image, his eyes unblinking.

"You're pregnant? I didn't know you were seeing anyone."

I could see Booth was upset that I hadn't let him into my life, so I decided to, as they say, bite the bullet, "I haven't been. That's why I came to you."

Booth swallowed, and looked back down at the photo, "You mean," He said slowly and in a tone of voice I didn't have memory of hearing before, "You mean that someone. That someone… raped you?" He looked up and I could see tears swelling in his eyes, "You were raped and you didn't tell me? You didn't report it?"

"Booth…" I murmured quietly, I didn't know quite how to address the situation,

I stood up and walked to him, placing my hand on his shoulder. His arms wrapped around me and I let fell into his lap, Booth was hugging me close.

I allowed him to hold me and to whisper small words that anyone else, perhaps someone like Angela, would have found comforting, but I my self knew were nothing.

I found I was holding him too. Clutching to him.

"Booth. Booth it's ok."

"It's not okay!" he said, his hand holding my face so our noses were almost touching, "It's not ok."

"Booth…"

"I am so sorry, Bones." He whispered, "God, I should have known. I'm so sorry."

I opened my mouth about to tell Booth all the reasons that there was no possible way he could have prevented this, to list him all the facts about the situation, and statistics of other cases, but when I spoke I only said five words.

"This is not your fault."

"I should have-"

My hand covered his mouth, blocking his words, "Shh." I murmured,

I turned my body so instead of sitting on Booth's lap sideways, my body was completely facing him, my legs on either side of him.

"Too much time has past." I told him, "There's nothing we can do but accept the facts."

Booth's hands ran from my waist, down my legs and back up to my hips causing a pilomotor reflex and horripilation of my skin.

"Accept the facts huh?" He asked with a small smile, "When haven't you accepted the facts?"

I frowned, my arms wrapping loosely around Booth's neck, "I've always accepted facts Booth, you know that."

"Rhetorical question, Bones."

"Oh." I said, "I knew that."

Booth was still smiling at me but we sat in silence.

"Will you help?" I asked suddenly,

"Help?"

"With the baby." I clarified, "From what you've told me it's a difficult role full of insecurities and self doubts, and I've been told I'm not good with people, but you are, and you're a great father with Parker."

"You want me to be… your kid's father figure?"

"Yes." I said simply, "I could pay you, if you want, but I suppose that asking you to father a child you have no connection to is a big proposition."

"Of course I'll help Bones." Grinned Booth, "Man, this is, well, thanks for asking." Anthropologically speaking I could see Booth found this a great honour, and I smiled softly,

"So you'll do it?"

"You didn't even have to ask."

I frowned, "Why is that?"

He laughed again, "Because you're my, well ...we're partners."

"Partners." I agreed but I could feel the small irrational part of my mind, the part Angela would refer to as my heart, wishing we were more.

tbc

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