Wrapping herself tightly in a bright blue towel, Brennan slowly strolled down the hall toward the kitchen. Her body tensed as her stride increased; surely they were not loud enough to cause any lasting traumatizing affects toward their young child... she hoped. Bloody hell, who did she care… it was long overdue and damn well, she was going to enjoy the way his body fit hers so perfectly. She deserved it.

"Took you long enough." Angela eyed her, smug smile on her lips as Brennan's lax motions practically screamed mind blowing sex. "I was about to just take Mag to the park, you two really need to soundproof that room."

"Well…" She grinned, "We were occupied."

"Getting reacquainted after all these years?"

"You could say so." She grinned, "Not that it took that much to remember how he… mmmm…" Brennan trailed off, unable to keep the giggle out of her voice. He was that damn good, turning the great Temperance Brennan speechless.

"Oh I can tell. Bren… you smell of sex!" Angela held her noise and laughed, "You might want to take care of that. You uh… oh speak of the devil." She laughed eyeing the man strolling down the hall in just his boxer shorts with trail of steam in his wake.

"What?" He meekly asked, wrapping his arms around his partner and smiling, "What did I miss?"

"Bren… she smells."

"Angela! Don't say that about her" He shrieked as he leaned in to pull his partner closer to his form. "but babe… you really do."

Brennan lightly whimpered, unable to keep the sorrow from her features.

"But Booth that is all your doing." She purred, "Don't you enjoy the fact that your pheromones are imbedded in my skin?"

"That is one thing I do enjoy very much" He smiled, running his hands in the towel and down her sides. "You know that all too well, baby." He grinned, sucking on her neck so deliciously.

"None of that! She is right here!" Angela screamed, practically mortified but slightly amused.

"What?" Brennan moaned, instantly feeling light headed at his delicate tongue motions.

"Baby. Sex. Formative memories. Oh God." With a thump Angela's head made contact with the table and bringing Booth out of stupor.

His teeth lightly grazed her skin as he turned her and practically shoved her down the hall.

"Angela is right." He eyed her once more, watching her slowly slink away. "You cannot go out in public smelling like that."

"Seeley…" Brennan breathily whispered.

"Shower now and tonight… damn Bones it will be fucktastic."

As soon as Brennan was out of their sight Booth slumped down in the chair next to Angela, unable to keep the smug smile from penetrating his being.

"So that's it?" She narrowed her eyes at the barely clothed man, "All it took?"

"All what took?" His eyes slowly opened, trying to keep his mind from reverting back to the x-rated images fluttering through his mind.

"You two. She tells you that you have a kid then out of the blue you two are hitting the sheets, trying to pop out another. Are you two even dating?"

"We're working on it."

"No, Booth." She glared, "The years you spent dancing around each other because you two were being chicken shits… that was working on your relationship. This… this is just plain silly. She is the mother of your child and the woman you love; there is no working to do. Marry her."

"I cannot take away what I have done over the years Angela." He shifted and his tone instantly became serious, "I fucked up… big time. What if she won't take me back?"

"And this is what? You two are fucking like there is no tomorrow. You don't know how hard that is for her. You practically destroyed her. I am shocked she held on as long as she did."

"Held on…?" His voice had a hint of panic, surely she hadn't thought of aborting their daughter. She was perfection in his eyes and he knew, just knew she would do great things.

"After you left she barely had the ability to work without breaking down in a cold sweat every few hours. Cam had to limit her time at the Jef to the point she was mostly working at home. Then when you came back… that chaos… it practically broke her. For the first two months after Mags was born, she stayed with Jack and I because she had worried herself to the point she just knew she couldn't handle it. She couldn't handle it without you. The constant reminder that she had failed you… failed both of you, that she was never good enough."

"I am sure everyone at the Jeffersonian would have helped her if she would have just asked." He faintly jerked back against the seat, his mouth gone dry. How could she think she was not good enough? He was the one who would never be good enough.

"No, Booth… you don't get it…"

"They love her there!" He defensively barked, "They better!" He mumbled, anyone who didn't think she was heaven on earth… they would have to deal with the wrath Seeley Booth and that look could practically kill.

"Oh, yes they do but the thing is… they don't know."

"Know what? About us? I assumed she hadn't told anyone."

"No… about Maggie. Only Jack, Max and I know. We were sworn to secrecy. Maggie has been her deep dark secret for years. And because of that she spends most of her nights alone with Maggie; afraid of what everyone will think when they realize a daughter was not enough to keep you from leaving her just like everyone else in her life has."

"Oh." He rasped out, letting a few tears betray his will and slowly fall down.

"Yeah, oh."

"I bet she would look stunning in white." He wistfully smiled, "Absolutely radiating."

"Yeah she would but…"

"I know Angela," He interrupted, locking his gaze with hers, "She will. If it takes my dying breath, I will marry that woman one day. She will be mine in every damn way, she has to be. She is my purpose. They are my life."

"You better." She bitterly spit.

"And Angela?" He meekly asked, rubbing his thumb delicately over his ring finger.

"Yes Booth?"

"Do you think Max will say yes? I mean when the time comes… will he let me marry his daughter?"

"You already know the answer to that, Booth." She smiled, lightly slugging his arm to defuse the situation.

"Good. She is going to look fucking amazing." He smiled back at Angela, "Amazing."

"Who?" Brennan's voice cracked, wrapping her arms around her partner.

"Nothing, babe." Booth's head fell back against her chest and he smiled, "It is a beautiful day outside. Why don't we take Mags to the park that is if you don't mind Angela?" He turned to her and smiled.

"Oh, no. It is fine. Jack is probably wondering where I am by now." She smiled; slowly backing up until her back hit the door. Her eyes watched as the two partners seemed to fall back into their own world, just as nothing had ever happened. With a tight smile, she shut the door behind herself knowing deep down those two were going to be just fine.