Sorry for not updating sooner. I haven't had time with all this snow we've gotten. We have over 4 feet in Connecticut! I've been out shoveling paths for my dogs to go out and do their 'business'

I DON'T OWN BONES ONCE AGAIN

Chapter 8

Brennan and Booth were in the kitchen one morning, "Happy-" He started to Wish her a happy Birthday, but she put her hand up to stop him. "Oh Come on, Bones. Why don't you like you Birthday? " She sighed but didn't answer his question. He brushed it off for now. He would find out what she didn't like her Birthday. "Hey, want some coffee?" He asked changing the subject as he picked up a mug for himself.

"What?" She said, staring down at her hands folded on the table, distracted. Booth walked over to her and put his arm around her shoulder, then pecked her on the cheek making her smile. "Coffee?" he asked again.

"Oh. sorry, no thank you." She turned around to kiss him.

Later that night, Brennan and Booth were sitting at the table after dinner. Booth placed a cupcake in front of her and himself. There was a scratching noise from inside the closet door, then a whimpering sound. Booth's eyes drifted down to the floor. She pulled away from him, and tried to make eye contact."Booth, what was that?" She asked walking over to the closet that was now making a Whap, Whap, Whap sound.

When Brennan opened the door, her whole face lit up. A small furry, brown and white, puffball came bolting out and darted around her feet making her smile.

"Can I say it once?" he asked hopeful. She nodded and looked up into his chocolaty brown eyes. "Thank you." Happy Birthday," He kissed her in between each word. Booth smiled, laughing at the furry creature, now climbing on top of her and licking her face. "Thank you. But how-"

Booth cut her off, dropping to his knees by her side. "Well, Hacker's dog, Missy, just had puppies, and you said you've always wanted a dog, so… I got you one. She's already almost house trained." He smiled and she leaned over to kiss him, but a few short yaps from the dog, and wiggling in between the couple, brook them apart. Laughing, Brennan picked up the puppy, and brought it to Booth's face, immediately, her long, pink tongue came lolling out licking his face.

"So, what are you going to name her?" Booth grinned at her, leaning on his shoulder, and then at the sleeping puppy between them on the couch. "What do you want to name her? She asked.

"I want you to choose." He said smiling, and kissing her forehead, just below her hairline.

She grinned at him and thought for a moment. "Well, I've always liked Daffodil… Or Daisy."

Booth chuckled. "We are not naming our dog Daisy."

"What's wrong with the name Daisy?" She asked curious. "Your intern." He said, chuckling still. "When I see Daisy at the Jeffersonian, I'm going to be treating her like a dog, If not all ready. Daisy, Sit! Oh, you're such a good girl! Roll over- Ouch!" Brennan slapped his arm. "You are so mean." She hissed, covering her mouth, trying not to laugh. The dog's head shot up, making Brennan's hand meet the dog's head, petting her

"Fine, what about Jupiter?" he chuckled even more, earning him a stern look. "Oh come on! It's funny."

Brennan opened her mouth to speak but he cut her off. "No, we are not naming her dancing phalanges or any other body part."

"I wasn't going to suggest that." She said crossing her arms, and giving him the silent treatment.

"Fine then what?" He asked suspicious.

She looked at him, and then around the room at the flowers he bought her. "Delia."

He thought this over. "Delia" he repeated. "I like it." At the sound of her name, Delia perked her head up and started yapping to be let outside. "Uhm, I think she has to go out." Brennan got up and walked over to get the leash. She clipped it onto her collar and took her outside. Booth stretched out his legs to the other end of the couch, so he was now lying down. A few minutes later she came back in with Delia following her and wagging her tail. She was about to walk passed the couch, but he stopped her by grabbing her hand, and pulling her on top of him. He put his lips against hers. "I love you." She mumbled.

Delia, getting jealous, jumped up on to the couch, and started nibbling at her shirt, trying to get attention. "Hey. She's mine." Booth continued kissing Brennan. Delia place her front paws on the couch, licked him in the face then started yipping. "Booth, Stop teasing her." Brennan chuckled, bending down to pick her up and place her on top of his chest.

When they were getting ready for bed, Booth asked what Brennan was waiting for.

"So you never answered my question…" She looked at him for a second, then pulled off her shirt, and pulled her night gown on. She sat on the bed next to him, and patted a place for Delia to sleep. She was barely able to jump up on the bed, so Booth had to lift the puppy up. Delia immediately saw Brennan, and plopped down in her lap.

"Bones? Why do you dislike your birthday so much?" he asked wrapping his arms around her.

"It… it brings back memories-bad ones." Realizing that an escaped tear was sliding down her cheek, she turned her head and sighed. "It doesn't matter" she mumbled barely loud enough for him to hear.

"Bones. Hey it does matter." He pressed his lips against her hair. "You don't have to tell me, if you don't wanna. It's ok" She turned back towards him and swallowed. "When I was in one of the foster homes, Every Year, when it was my birthday, my foster father, he would always…" She didn't quite know how to explain it to him. She hadn't told anyone, not even Angela. "Bones, you don't have to tell me." She shook her head there was no point in stopping. He already heard half of it. "He would always punish me for getting older, by slapping me across the face as many years old I was. The other foster kids too." Rubbing her back, he nodded, processing what she told him. "He was the one who locked me in the trunk for 2 days." She paused, eyes searching around the floor. "He did it to all of us. He even… raped one of us one year."

Booth's muscles tensed. "What was his name?" Booth growled. "I could kill him!" His voice grew.

"You already did" she mumbled, half hoping he wouldn't hear.

"What?" Booth looked at her confused.

She looked up, half afraid of what he was going to say. "You killed him already. He was the man that kidnapped me on the boat." She whispered, more tears streaking down her cheeks now.

"I'm so sorry Bones." He said kissing her forehead. "You're safe now. I won't let anyone hurt you ever again. Ever"

I hope you like the dogs name. I just love that name for a dog. The kind of dog that he got her is a Bernese Mountain dog. I'll try to update soon. Please Review, I would like to have at least 4 new ones. They make me really happy, and that makes me update faster.

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