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Brennan was anxious, though she wouldn't admit it to anyone. All of her friends, both from D.C. and Chicago, knew about her interview that was airing tonight. All with the exception of Booth of course.

The interview had gone exactly as she thought. Steve Kroft started by asking her a few questions on her new books, her previous ones, and the success she had gotten from them today. He then took himself back to her newest book, having a copy sitting with him. He opened the book to the very back, reading the single sentence saying that she was expecting, and gestured to her barely protruding stomach, 'Now I see that this statement is true.' That had lead to questions about her pregnancy, and when the question of the baby's father was raised, Steve obviously brought up Mitch. He'd seemed quite surprised that Temperance had said that she was planning on raising the child as a single mother, and that Mitch was not the father of her child.

Brennan knew that Booth would see the interview, due to the fact that he had shared with her many times the love for the weekly CBS show. She also knew that he would most likely begin to piece together the puzzle because in the interview she had also revealed just how far along she was in her pregnancy, and Booth would probably connect the time that she was pregnant to around the time that he and Hannah had temporarily broken up.

Though it had taken a few weeks of flashbacks, Brennan remembered the night completely. Every single detail. In a few ways she hoped that Booth remembered as well, but the good part of her didn't want him to remember. She wanted him to be happy, but she knew that if/when he saw her interview, there was a chance that he won't be anymore.

Booth took another swig of his beer, his attention being divided between a sports magazine and the episode of 60 Minutes airing on his television. His attention was focus more on the magazine than the program, until he heard what nearly made him have a heart attack.

He saw Steve Kroft, sitting in a stool, introducing his newest topic, and that topic, was none other than his ex-partner.

"Though known as the best forensic anthropologist in the world by many scientist, and a former part of one of the most successful partnerships the FBI has ever known by many people of law enforcement, many of you know her as a best selling author. I had the opportunity to..."

Booth didn't even listen to the rest of Steve's introduction, because the next thing he knew, Brennan was on his television screen. His posture straightened, and closed his magazine lay both it and his beer on the coffee table in front of him, turning his full attention to her.

He listened as Steve asked her a few questions about her latest book and how it tied into her previous ones, but when he really started paying attention was when Steve pulled out a copy of her newest book, and opened it to the back.

"She lives in Chicago, Illinois and is expecting her first child." Steve said, "Now if I remember correctly, you lived in Washington D.C. and didn't want any children."

"That is correct, though I have had an interest of having children for several years now."

Her first personal statement already caused Booth to go into deep thought, he sat back, remembering the time that she'd asked him to donate his 'stuff' so she could have a kid, and for a minute, he thought about what could have been.

"Now just how far along are you in your pregnancy? I would guess, but I don't want to accidentally insult you or anything."

Then he heard it. Brennan's laugh, a sound he'd been dying to hear for the past three months.

"I'm just now entering my fourth month."

Booth's brow furrowed. Four months. That meant that she was still in D.C. when she got pregnant. He thought back, Brennan hadn't been seeing anyone, that he knew of at least.

He reached into the back of his mind, 'Four months ago. July. What happened in July?" he thought.

"Boy or girl?" Steve asked.

"I haven't found out yet. I have an appointment at the end of the month."

"Now, I, and probably everyone else have noticed that you dedicated your book to a man named Mitch. And after reading that you were expecting...well, I'm guessing you can see the conclusion that I drew from that."

Booth watched Brennan take a breath before answering, "Mitch is not the father of my child. I know that for a fact because I've only known him for a little over three months, so I was a month into pregnancy when I met him. Mitch is also homosexual, and has a partner of his own."

"So why dedicate the book to him? You stated that he motivated you to finish the book, how can you explain that?" Steve asked.

"When I moved to Chicago, I was around eighty percent finished with the book. At the time, I just wasn't in a...good time of my life. Then I met Mitch, and he became a close friend of mine quickly. He kept nagging me on and on about how I just 'had to finish the book', and I did. I truly believe that if it hadn't been for him, this book wouldn't have been completed."

Steve looked down for a few seconds, then looked back up at her.

"Now, since Mitch isn't the father of your child, do you know who is?"

Booth felt his breath hitch slightly, waiting for Brennan's response.

"I..I do know who the father of my child is, but our relationship is...complicated."

"Does he know about the child?"

"No, but if he does, he doesn't know that it is his. I think it's better left that way."

"Why is that?" he asked.

"Because he's with someone else now, and I don't matter in his life anymore. I want him to be happy, and keeping this child a secret from him will allow him to be happy."

That's when it clicked inside Booth's head. July. The month that he and Hannah had that fight. The night that he had been drunk and had called Brennan. Those dreams he'd been having of him and Brennan making love...they weren't some fantasy, they were memories. Drunken memories. That were replaying themselves in his dreams.

"Oh. My. God." he whispered, putting his head into his hands, "It's me. I'm the father. That's why she left."

It all made sense now. Why she left, why no one would tell him why she left or where she was.

"They know. They all know." he said angrily, standing up off the couch. He shoved passed Hannah, who was coming out of their bedroom. He grabbed a suitcase from the top of his closet, not noticing her big eyes. He threw a number of clothes into the suitcase, then stormed into his bathroom, grabbing his toothbrush, shampoo, and hair gel and shoved those into his suitcase as well.

"Seeley?! Hello?! Are you listening to me?! Where are you going?!" He heard Hannah demand.

"I'll be back...soon. I'll call you when I get there." he muttered, pushing past her and walking out the front door.

He was going to Chicago.

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B&B reunion and Brennan will be finding out the sex of her baby.

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