A/N: I don't own Bones

Temperance and Seeley were sitting in the audience of a Washington DC court room. They were watching as a jury filed back into their seats, the last one failing to have a seat.

"Have you reached a verdict?" The judge asked.

"Yes your honor, we have. We the jury, find Michael Landers, guilty on seven counts of first degree murder, three counts of second degree murder, and one count of kidnapping." The juror announced.

Brennan adjusted her gaze as the flashback had occured. That was the day that she had faced her kidnapper in court, and told everyone the story of her captivity during her first pregnancy. That had been six years ago. And now, she and Seeley were standing in their kitchen, staring at the television.

"Serial killer Michael Landers was executed at 12:37 this morning, after spending six years in jail for the murders of ten women, and kidnapping of one. Landers had also suffered from skin cancer for the last two years, and was in ailing health. More about this story later." The news reporter said from the television. Booth reached over and pressed the power button.

"That bastard is finally dead." Booth spoke. Brennan nodded her head as she opened the refrigerator, searching for something to eat.

"Mommy!" Someone shouted as they scrambled down the stairs. Both Booth and Brennan turned around to face the entrance to the kitchen. A little girl came skidding into view, excitement written all over her face.

"Be careful Sophie! You could slip and fall. This kitchen floor is slippery." Brennan instructed the little girl as she walked over to her.

"Okay! Daddy, will you take me to the park?" Sophie begged with her bright blue eyes as she tugged on Booth's pants leg. Booth leaned down and swept her up with ease. Sophie began to scream in fits of delight as Booth swung her in the air. "Daddy, that tickles!" She exclaimed in between laughs. Booth smiled and set her back down.

"Of course I'll take you to the park." He told her.

"Yay!" Sophie replied as she turned around and took off back through the kitchen.

"She looks just like you." Booth said as he watched his daughters' auburn locks bounce on her shoulders while she ran.

"I know. But her personality is so much like yours." Brennan told Booth as he leaned down and placed his hands on Bones' stomach.

"Hey little guy..." Booth said as he pressed his ear against her tummy.

Temperance smiled at the sight before her. Her husband had the side of his face pressed against her once-again bulging stomach, and he was waiting for the heartbeat of his unborn son. Only four more weeks remained until the arrival of the little boy, and neither of them could be happier.

"Do you hear anything?" Bones asked.

"Yeah. I hear his heartbeat." Booth replied. Brennan smiled and stroked Booth's hair.

"This pregnancy has been perfect. We've both been in perfect health, and I haven't been kidnapped at all in the last eight months." Temperance laughed.

"Exactly. I'm so excited Temp. Only four more weeks, and our new son will be here." Seeley said as he kissed her on the forehead.

Things couldn't be more perfect.