"I can't believe we're actually married." Tempe said later that night lying on the couch, her head resting on Booth's lap as he sat watching the newly fixed TV.

"I know, we were tricked into this." Booth said turning the channel to a music channel. "Give me some."

"Hey, that's mine." Tempe said like a child reaching up for the bottle Booth tilted back and drank.

"No; it's ours." Booth said handing her the quarter full bottle.

They had come home from the wedding reception drunk and upset, only to sit on the couch and go through a bottle of vodka complaining the music was too loud and how easily they had been tricked. Tempe closed her eyes and looked up to Booth; he was only in his pants and a white beater. His white tux shirt and black jacket were on the floor behind them, along with her veil and jacket.

"You wouldn't believe how long it took Ange to get me into that stupid teddy from Victoria secret." She said drunk from his lap laughing.

"You're wearing it now?" he asked curiously looking down at her.

"Yup, she made me put it on under my wedding dress. She thought it would be easy when it came to tonight." She said laughing again.

"Good thing she doesn't know the truth."

"Why?"

"She'd be pissed off knowing we're sitting here getting drunk off our ass."

"I'm not drunk." Tempe said slurring her words as she took another swig of the bottle.

They sat there for another few minutes listening to the music play and drinking. It was dark out side and the clock read 11:56 as Tempe finally got off of the couch and headed towards her room, dreading the fact the time had come for them to go to bed. As she neared the door she turned to see Booth looking at her oddly as he took a drink from the bottle, he then looked inside only to tilt it upside down over his wide open mouth.

"What are you doing?" Tempe asked resting her arm against the doorway.

"Looking for more, we drank it all." He said looking at the bottle as if it had just turned from liquor to water.

"Are you coming to bed?" she asked shaking her head, and then regretted it as the room began to spin.

"Coming, honey." Booth said faking a smile.

"Would you like to spend the rest of your wedding night at the hospital?" Tempe asked as he passed her.

"no." he said turning the light out, but not before giving her an odd look.

"Say that again and I can promise you it will happen."

Tempe quickly made her way to the bathroom where she took off her wedding dress and made her way to her bed, where Booth stood pulling the blankets back. As she re-entered the room he took a quick look up at her and noticed the small teddy she wore, it was a silky white and only went down to her calves. Parts of it were see through; only covering what one would call the appropriate places.

"Aren't you going to change?" he asked trying to keep his eyes on her face and not on her body.

"No, I want to honestly tell Angela I wore it on my wedding night." She mumbled walking over to the side of the bed opposite Booth and crawled in.

Booth gave her a small smile before getting into the bed himself. At first it was odd and uncomfortable. Booth had found away to sleep so his back was facing Tempe and he had managed to stay on the bed, Tempe, however, found it extremely hard to fall asleep knowing Booth was right next to her in her bed. She gave a small roll onto her back and noticed how goose bumps made their way across her skin as her arm accidentally brushed up against his.

"Good night, Bones." Booth mumbled from her side, making her jump.

"Good night, Booth." She mumbled turning onto her stomach.

"You know that has to stop." He said groggily.

"What does?"

"You, calling me Booth. We're married your last name is Booth as well, plus if we're going to pull this off you can't be calling me Booth."

"fine." She said realizing he had a solid point. "Good night, Seeley."

"Good night, Temperance." As he said her name she felt an odd feeling in her stomach, but she pushed the feeling aside thinking it was from the liquor. A few minutes later they were fast asleep.

Bright and early the next morning as the sun peaked in through the window and painted the room in a soft morning glow, the sun made its way to the bed and crossed in front of Tempe's softly waking her up. Upon gaining consciousness, her head pounded and she noticed a small warmth beneath her form. Giving a small attempt at getting up, she failed and was forced back down by a solid form around her waist. Opening her eyes, she was quickly forced to close them from the increasingly blinding pain. After a few moments she gave it another attempt and succeeded, coming face to face with Booth. She gave a slight jolt and noticed the object around her waist was his arm; she had rested comfortably on his chest as he slept.

After a few minutes Tempe finally managed to wiggle her way out of Booth's embrace and got out of the bed to head over to the bathroom to empty her stomach. After doing so she brushed her teeth and reached behind her to grab a robe and walked out of the bathroom to see the bed empty. Curiously she made her way into the living room and found Booth hovered over the kitchen counter.

"You ok?" he asked never once turning to look at her.

"I'm fine. Just a headache." She mumbled walking over to him to receive some Advil and a glass of water.

"The coffee's almost done."

"thanks." She mumbled smiling and walked over to the couch to see the TV on and the news being broadcasted. Across from her on the table rested the empty bottle that had caused her the trouble she was in with her body.

A few minutes later Booth came to her side with a cup and handed it to Tempe as he took a seat next to her. Gladly taking it, she took a small sip and allowed the warm fluid to make its way down her throat.

"Cullen called while you were in the bathroom." Booth said breaking the small silence.

"what did he say?"

"He said he was sorry for the mishap, again." there was a pause where he gave a small smile then continued, "And one of the agents is coming by with Tammy the Bulging Tummy."

"What?!" Tempe asked confused, and then her eyes lit up, "Agent Brookes?"

"No not Agent Brookes," he gave a laugh knowing that when the time came Tempe was going to kill him, if she ever got the chance. "He has mysteriously disappeared."

"Good," she mumbled, "now what's Tammy the Bulging Tummy?"

"It's a prosthetic belly, just so you look pregnant, you'll have a few of them so they can make you look like you're really pregnant and growing."

"When do I have to put the first one on?"

"I'm not really sure; they'll let you know when they should be worn and how to put them on. I'm sure you can have it off for showers and sleep, but I'm not sure if any other time."

"Great now I get to lug around an extra five pounds, or almost that much."

"Actually I think it may be more, I'm not sure how heavy it is."

There was a small silence as Tempe thought over how uncomfortable it would be to carry the thing on her stomach as she does her work everyday. She sat there wondering if there would ever be a way to get out of it and knew there wasn't. The sound of a ringing phone pulled her out of her thoughts as she reached to her side and picked up the phone. Before she could even say anything a female voice began apologizing.

"Sweetie, I'm so sorry for calling you this early, I'm sorry for calling you about this actually. I know you and Booth would be very busy this morning, but this is huge…" she trailed on taking about random things about how sorry she was and how she was upset at herself for waking them up from a sleepless night, little did she know it was a long night, a long comfortable night, but she couldn't know that. It would ruin everything.

"Angela, how about you calm down, breathe and explain." Tempe said into the phone getting Booth to give her an odd look.

"I have the face, the one for the third body. I finished it up last night and well…" she trailed of again.

"Well what?"

"You're not going to like it. I need you and Booth at the lab in fifteen, I'll meet you there, sorry."

"Ok, bye." Tempe said, then hung the phone up and explained to Booth what had happened. After which they got dressed and headed towards the lab, hoping everything was ok, but deep down Tempe knew it wasn't. There was something in Angela's voice that sounded scared.