I apologize for the delay, real life had to step in for a while. (A.K.A: the 6 days of eighth grade makeup work I had to do because of the flu) I may or may not have another chapter up tomorrow. Depending on the blizzard currently hitting where I live in central Indiana, I may or may not have school tomorrow, it just depends on how nice the district superintendent is feeling. If we do have school, I won't have one up because my school basketball team's first county tournament game is tomorrow, but if we don't have school, I'll definitely have another chapter up tomorrow.

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"Seeley do you know what size clothes Michael is in now?" Booth heard Hannah ask him, as she was looking through baby outfits in the gift shop they were in.

"I'm not sure. He's what? Six months old? He's pretty big though so he could be in a larger size. I'll call Angela and ask her."

Booth pulled out his cell, dialing Angela. It only rang once, before going straight to voicemail, indicating that her cell phone was off. After receiving no answer from Angela, he called Hodgins.

"Hey man, how's Italy?"

"It's...better than I expected. Is Angela there?"

"Uh..." Hodgins said nervously, "No."

"Where is she?"

"On a plane. That's why her phone went to voicemail if you tried her."

"Where is she going?"

"Visiting a friend."

"Hodgins..." Booth warned, "Don't hide anything from me."

"Booth, I promised Angela that I wouldn't tell anyone where she was going..."

"I swear to god Hodgins. I am a federal agent. I can easily track down the flight that she is on and where she is going. Just tell me what I want to know, is she going to see Bones?"

Booth was met with silence on the other line, answering the question that he'd just asked.

"Hodgins I'm going to ask you one. More. Time. Is Angela going to see Bones?"

"I...yeah. She is. Brennan's gay friend called Ange like three hours ago saying that Brennan was in labor. Angela hopped on the first flight to Chicago as soon as she got off the phone with her."

"Bones is...oh my god. I have to..."

"Booth, don't. Angela is going to kill me for telling you Brennan is in labor in the first place. Brennan doesn't want you there..."

"It doesn't matter if she wants me there or not, it's my kid. I have the right to be there."

"Hey, I feel you man. But you're five thousand miles away, a nine hour plane trip away. I can almost guarantee that you won't make it there in time, and if you do, Brennan probably won't let you in the room anyways. Plus, what do you think Hannah is going to say when you tell her you suddenly have to pack up and fly to Chicago? She's suspicious man. She talked to Angela about a week before you guys left for Italy, she knows that you're hiding something, but she just doesn't know what. She also said that she confronted you about it, but you wouldn't throw her a bone."

"Hodgins, I'm going. Whether I make it in time or not..."

He got cut off by Hannah, who tapped him on the shoulder, making a 'hurry up' motion with her hands.

"Oh yeah, question. What size clothes is Michael in?"

"Seven to eight months. Even though he's only six."

"Okay, thanks. Text whatever his name is, tell him to expect me."

"Who? Mitch?"

"Yeah. Him."

"I don't have his number. I'll have to text Angie. She'll tell them."

"Alright. Thanks man. I'll tell you how everything goes." Booth said, hanging up the phone.

"Michael is in the seven to eight months size." Booth said over his shoulder to Hannah.

"Seeley what were you talking about with Jack?"

"Nothing."

"Well it was obviously something."

"We're going to have to cut our vacation a little early."

"What do you mean?" she questioned, already knowing the answer.

"I'm needed in Chicago."

She scoffed, "Yeah. What? Your hooker starting to miss you?"

"Hannah!" he hissed, "How many times do I have to tell you that I am not cheating on you?!"

"I don't know Seeley. It just seems suspicious that you would suddenly need to pack up and go to Chicago after a phone call. I want to know what is going on, and I want to know now."

"I can't tell you right now Hannah. I swear that I'll tell you when I get back from Chicago."

"Why won't you tell me?!" she demanded, raising her voice.

"Hannah please." Booth whispered, "You're going to make a scene."

"Make a scene?! We're the only people in the damn store Seeley! I want. To know. What's going. On."

"Hannah, I'm sorry I can't..."

"Do you not trust me? Is this some secret that even I, your own wife can't know?!"

"Hannah, you'll know. I promise you. I just have to go to Chicago so that I can bring you back evidence, so that you will believe me about what I tell you."

"Why can't you just tell me?! Can I have some sort of hint?!"

"When and what I'm going to tell you, is going to completely change our lives."

"In a positive way?"

"I hope you view it that way." he said, "But I really need to get back to the hotel. I need to get on the first available flight to Chicago that I can."

"Why can't you just tell me now?" she asked him.

"Because if I were to tell you now, you'd demand evidence asking how I knew that it was true. I think that it would be easier for me to go there first, do what I need to do, then talk to you about it when I completely understand what is going on. I promise I will tell you, but you're just going to have to wait until I get back."

"What if I don't want to wait that long?"

"Hannah, I'm sorry. But you're going to have to wait until I get back."

"Why?"

"You know what Hannah? I'm done discussing this with you. I've tried to explain this to you a hundred times since I told you about it before we even came here, and obviously you can't seem to get it through your head that I'm not going to talk to you about it until I. Get. Home. From. Chicago." he said, pushing past her and walking out of the shop.

He ignored her calls after him, and starting walking the block and a half it was back to their hotel. Rage boiled through him, he just didn't understand why Hannah didn't get that he wasn't going to tell her about Brennan having his baby until he got home. He wants to be able to see the child before he tells her, because he knows that there is a ninety-nine percent chance that she is going to be saying the same thing Brennan told him when he was in her apartment.

Shoving the remnants of his belongings into his suitcase, he left Hannah a note, saying that he'd left, and hailed a cab. He tried his best to tell the cab driver that he needed to get to the airport. When he arrived, he purchased a ticket for a flight to the Bahamas, after arriving in the Bahamas he would take a connecting flight to Chicago.

Sitting in the gate area for his flight, he bounced his leg anxiously.

He was going to Chicago.

Again.

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