I'm sorry! I know it has been longer than I promised, I just had very little motivation. There was an unusual lack of reviews for the last chapter, maybe that had something to do with it. I have a bit of a sinus infection at the moment, so if this chapter is disappointing, blame it on my sinuses. Your reviews are really really very much appreciated! Enjoy!


By the time Booth pulled into the driveway there was a harsh wind and heavy rain falling outside the car windows. Brennan and Christine were both fast asleep, Brennan's head resting on the window of the passenger side and Christine curled up in her booster seat in the back. The change of motion when the car came to a stop was enough to wake Brennan. "When did it start raining?" Brennan asked as she rubbed her eyes with her hand.

"About half and hour ago. Radio says its going to turn into a pretty bad storm. They expect power outages across the city." Booth replied, turning off the engine. "Are you feeling better?" He asked, cautious not to get her started on an 'I'm an independent woman' rant. Brennan nodded sheepishly and rubbed her belly with her hand, "I think I was just tired.". Turning in the seat, Brennan twisted to see Christine asleep in the back.

"We should get inside before this storm gets any worse." Booth said opening his door. As he felt the force of the rain and the wind he turned back to Brennan, "It's pretty bad out here already. How about I come around and help you in?" Booth suggested, knowing full well he was pushing his luck. "That won't be necessary, Booth." Brennan objected, "I am perfectly capable of walking from here to the house without assistance. I'm pregnant, not-"

"Disabled. I know." Booth cut her off. "Alright, I'll get Christine and meet you inside then." Booth compromised, "Just be careful."


Returning from his sleeping daughter's room, Booth entered the living room to find Brennan sitting on the couch, talking to her belly.

"I thought you said there is no point in talking to them this young." Booth said teasingly, "You told me they haven't developed ears let alone the brain function to comprehend noise." Booth laughed.

Brennan looked up at Booth and smiled. "That was three weeks ago I said that, Booth." Brennan replied. "They would have began developing little bones in their ears at 16 weeks, and by now I would assume they can hear us." Booth's face broke into a delighted smile. "Really!?" Booth said as he sat down next to Brennan and kissed her belly.

"Hi. Hello in there. It's your dad. Hi." Booth said to Brennan's stomach.

"Oh!" Brennan said surprised. "Did you feel that, Booth? There was a kick!" Brennan moved Booth's hands to where she had felt the movement.

"Woah-oh! Bones! I felt it!" Booth looked up at Brennan and kissed her, Brennan pulled away when the kicking restarted.

"I'm fairly sure it's the male baby, judging on the position of the feet." Brennan said to Booth.

"He's going to be a sports star, Bones." Booth said proudly.

"Well it is highly probable that he will be quite talented at sports, Booth, yes." Brennan agreed.

"Just like his dad." Booth said as he kissed the place Brennan had positioned his hands.

"And where's our quiet little girl?" Booth asked Brennan, who moved his hands to where she believed the other baby to be.

"Well you, baby girl, are going to be a genius, just like your mommy and your sister." Booth said. "And you're going to be tough. You won't let your brother boss you around. Poor boy hasn't got a chance with all these women." Booth laughed and kissed all over Brennan's baby bump.

"You can't possibly know all those things, Booth." Brennan said.

"Of course I can, Bones." Booth said, straightening up to kiss her on the lips, "Look at the genes they've got to pick from. They are going to be genius stunners just like their mother." Booth said, moving a stray piece of hair from over Brennan's eyes.

"And kind-hearted, brave, loyal and strong just like their dad." Brennan added. "And maybe a little bit handsome." Brennan teased.

"A little bit!" Booth took the bait. "No one who is less then devilishly handsome could get a girl as gorgeous as you." Booth replied, smiling.

"Oh, alright then." Brennan smiled. "Devilishly handsome, just like their dad."


Brennan was sitting on the couch watching the discovery channel, and Booth had just returned from looking out the window to check on the weather outside.

"It's pretty hectic out there." Booth said to Brennan. "I'd say it's going right over the top of us." Booth had hardly finished his sentence when the power flickered out for a second, flickered back on, and then turned off completely. A scared screech from upstairs informed them both that Christine was awake, and not fond of the dark.

"I'll go, Bones." Booth said. "I don't want you tripping on anything in the dark." He rushed out of the room before Brennan could protest and appeared in his daughter's room seconds after.

"Hey baby. It's okay. It's just the storm." Booth said as he picked Christine up from her bed, she snuggled her head into his chest.

"I don't like the dark, daddy." Christine said, unintentionally smearing snot all over Booth's shirt.

"I know, baby." Booth said, heading back down the stairs, "Hey look at this, Mommy's got some torches and some candles for us so we can see." Booth said as he returned to the living room.

"Mommy-" Christine said reaching out for her mother as her bottom lip dropped.

"Hey Christine. How was your sleep, baby?" Brennan asked as she hugged her little girl. Before Christine could answer, a loud strike of thunder hit and shook the house, making the little girl scream. "Hey, hey, it's okay. It's just the expansion of rapidly heated air caused by lightning." Brennan consoled her daughter.

"Thunder." Booth said. "It's just thunder."

"That's what I said." Brennan said, confused.

"Okay, never mind." Booth said, taking Christine from Brennan as she sat on the couch. Booth sat next to her and positioned Christine between them.

"Hey, Christine, do you want to feel your little baby brother kick?" Booth asked Christine as he placed a hand on Brennan's belly.

"Daddy, you should tell him it isn't nice to kick people." Christine said with a frown.