The next time he received a letter he found it was more revealing of facts surrounding the pregnancy and her work. He also got the truth in full, as if it was her dying words.

12 October 2010

Booth,

I'm sorry you were unable to connect at the time of my appointment. Because you were not able to be present at the time, I felt it best for our child's sex to be kept and so I do not know. Perhaps next time you will be able to be present or we shall find out together.

I found a book on pregnancy while in Darwin and am quite a ways through it but it says that a child needs both parents to grow and mature and I see that even as you are separated from Rebecca, Parker prospers from that shared parenting.

I however find that parenting together rather then apart is much more beneficial to the child and perhaps the parents as well. I guess in all my time searching for death, both here and in DC, I find myself closer to life and what it means to live while carrying our child.

This child, it is not a fetus like I wanted to describe it or even an object, but a living and breathing part of our lives. At times, when I read the news and see the destruction that man has brought upon itself, I question whether or not it's a responsible thing to do, bringing a life into the world…but I also find myself at a crossroads. If not for this innocent and beautiful child, one that will grow and find equality and bring a sense of peace into the world, why else do two people defy physics and create a life. It always returns in one feel that can be described in four letters: love.

I realize this now, in a jungle full of death as I sit watching Daisy brush bones and listen to her talk about what she finds in the pits, as I feel our child kick beneath my hand, that I don't have to change. I don't have to change who I am, what I do or anything about myself…you'll always love me for who I am, as I am. I guess while I sit listening to Daisy go on about how she hopes that this will help her career develop further that my career would be nothing without, would mean nothing without you.

I'm not some anthropologist who goes on digs and excavations and leaves her child to its father or strangers. I'm not even one that leaves the world behind to follow every little discovery about linkage of today's humans and yesterday's apes. I'm a forensic anthropologist who works in a lab, has a partner who supports her…I fight crime not history.

As I sit here, listening to Daisy scold Sweets on his technique of brushing, as he attempts to share in her passion, I wish you were with me sharing it but I know you have better things to do. I would not be here doing this if you were not defending our country and showing men how to do what you, so when you come back, you know you don't have to return. You know in your heart, even if it's just a muscle, that I'm safe and our child is safe and Parker is safe. You know that others are fighting to protect us so you can live every day with us…and I now know that we don't have to change who we are to love each other, because that's what makes us love each other and I do Booth, I love you…so very much.

Know when we see each other again, each time we part, those will be our last words even if we fight…we'll never regret loving each other. Life is short, we've both witnessed life end at such a tender age…nothing is forever so we can't wait for forever, we have to live now. I love you.

Always,

Bones…and baby

P.S. A kick for you, as you can't be here to feel it.

The wind was knocked out of him as he read the letter, it made him want to go AWOL and find her in the middle of a deep jungle. She loved him, actually could tell him and not be ashamed of it, scared of it.

Booth placed that letter on the wall besides Parker and the newest ultrasound, which showed some very defining features. He smiled and touched the ultrasound, happiness filled him because that child was described as a child conceived in love…defying physics as its mother would say.

"Hey Booth," he turned to see his men, they eyed him. "Girl or boy, we have rations and money riding on your girl's word…so?"

He chuckled and eyed them, "don't know, since I wasn't there she wants to wait…she doesn't know either. Not unless our medical officer wants to take a stab at reading an ultrasound."

"Hand it over." Booth handed over the ultrasound to the medical officer, he was looking at it with great detail. "Well can't tell, little one wants to keep it a secret."

Booth chuckled and eyed him, accepting the ultrasound back. "Like its mother, either way I'm good."

And he was, finding out Bones was in love with him after so long, the next few months were nothing…seeing her at the birth of their child…didn't seem but a few days.

A/N: What should happen next?