Sorry for the delay on this update. Life has been kind of a roller coaster lately. I'm on spring break now though, so I'll be able to update a few times this week.

Enjoy!

Somewhere in a random DC taxi...

Booth was so nervous, his knees were shaking. After having lunch with Angela the day before, he went back to his hotel and thought about what she'd said. She was right, he needed to go home and talk to Hannah, if anything, at least tell her what's going on.

He'd caught a flight back to D.C. the next morning, and he was just now getting off his plane. He wasn't sure if Hannah was back from Italy yet or not, but with her you could never really tell what she was going to do. She could of stayed there for the rest of their vacation, or she could have caught a flight back to D.C. as soon as he told her he was going to Chicago.

He would find out soon enough, but he still couldn't calm his nerves. He was nauseous, his hands were sweating, his heart rate was increasing, and his knees were shaking. He had no idea what Hannah's reaction was going to be, but he was expecting the worst.

Booth's Apartment: Washington DC

Booth couldn't thank his lucky stars enough when he walked in to his apartment to find it empty. He rolled his suitcase into the bedroom, leaning to against the wall. He was in desperate need a hot shower, then a few beers, so he could calm his nerves.

He was already more relaxed knowing his apartment was empty than he was in the cab on his way here, but he was still nervous. Hannah would return at some point, and when she did, he was going to tell her. Everything.

Brennan's Apartment: Chicago

"God Brennan she is so cute." Angela said, cradling Amelia in her arms.

"She is quite beautiful." Brennan responded, "Thank you for bringing me home, Angela."

"Oh anytime Sweetie. It was no trouble, I mean, I'm here to see you anyways." she said with a small laugh, "Booth..."

"Angela..." Brennan warned.

"Left Chicago."

"He...he left?"

"Yeah, he did. But only because I forced him to."

"What'd you say to make him leave?" Brennan asked.

"Basically that he needs to talk to Hannah about this before he makes any attempt to contact you about this situation."

"At least he left."

"If he talks to her, are you going to..."

"Angela, as long as Hannah is a part of his life, he won't be seeing Amelia. I won't have that woman being my child's stepmother."

"But Bren, I thought you liked Hannah?"

"Yeah, I did, at first. But she is just so...so..."

"Fake? Bitchy?"

"Both. And to top it off, Parker doesn't like her. She admits to not being good with kids. She doesn't want children. Why would it be a good idea to send my child into a home when I know that at least one adult present wouldn't pay any mind to her?"

"Because it would also be her father's house. You know Booth honey, he'd die before he let anything happen to her."

"I'm not taking her to him, if Booth ever has an agreement drawn up so he can see her, he's going to have to come here. Angela, I can almost guarantee you that Hannah is going to tell Booth to choose between herself or Amelia, and since Booth is catholic and they don't believe in divorce, he's going to choose Hannah. I don't want to discuss this anymore."

"Honey, you never know, Hannah could want to help Booth get visitation. Hannah would do anything in order to stay with Booth."

"That's what you say, Angela. But I'm not so certain. Hannah is all about being the center of attention, Booth having to shift all his attention on a newborn and off of her, isn't going to make her happy."

"I see where you're coming from Bren, I'm behind you one hundred percent. In my opinion, you have every right to be doing what you're doing Bren. Make him sweat it out, make him every bit as miserable as you were...are...seeing him with Hannah. I get the revenge part of this. I'd do it too."

"This is not about revenge Angela. Why would you even say that? I'm doing this because it is what is best for everyone in this situation." Brennan exclaimed.

"Okay honey. Whatever you need to tell yourself, but I know what this is about, and I know that deep down you know too. I still mean what I said before, you're right. You should just keep doing what you're doing."

"And that's exactly what I plan on doing Angela."

Booth's Apartment: Washington D.C.

Booth was sitting at his kitchen island, magazine and peanut butter and jelly sandwich in hand. His leg was bouncing, due to his nerves that had yet to settle. He had been going through the speech of how he was going to tell Hannah over and over again. He was trying to reassure himself that it was all going to be okay, that it would all work out, but that small voice in his head wouldn't let him forget that there was a chance that how he wants this situation to go, wouldn't work.

When he heard his apartment door open, he about passed out. He heard suitcase wheels rolling across the wood floor of his living room, and immediately knew who it was.

"Oh." Hannah said, surprised to see Booth in the kitchen, "You're back."

"Yeah, I just got back this morning. I've only been home for a few hours."

Hannah opened her mouth to speak, but Booth cut her off.

"Look, I have something I want to get off my chest, alright?"

"Well it's about damn time." Hannah said, abandoning her suitcase in the kitchen entry way, walking over to sit on the stool neighboring Booth's.

"I'm not really sure how to start this. Damn. I had this all planned out and now you're actually here, and I'm freezing up." he said with a nervous laugh.

"Why don't you start by telling me why you've been randomly dropping everything and flying to Chicago."

"Bones." he admitted.

"Temperance? Why would you be going to see Temperance? I thought you weren't partners with her anymore?"

"We're not. Bones...she had a baby."

"I knew that she was pregnant, I'm a reporter, Seeley. I know that she lives in Chicago now, and I also know that she has a boyfriend."

"Mitch is not her boyfriend. He's gay." Booth said.

"You're stalling."

"Yeah, I am."

"Just get to the point Seeley, why have you really been going to Chicago?"

"The kid...The little girl that Bones had..."

"Is that baby okay?"

"Yeah, she's perfect."

"Well, then what about her?"

"She...Amelia, she's mine. I'm her dad, Hannah."

Again, apologies for the delay (and the small cliffy). I'll have more up this week!

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