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"That's it!" Booth announced. "We are officially moved in!" The pair of them had argued for a week about which of their apartments to move into, and in the end had decided to just a rent a place together.

"And only a week after we started living here!" Brennan teased. Booth chuckled and unceremoniously dropped the box he was holding on the floor. "Booth!" Brennan protested, opening the box to assess the damage. "These are priceless artifacts!"

"Well then you should've written 'super valuable, one of a kind artifacts: do not drop' on the side of the box!" Brennan glared at her now-live-in boyfriend and stood up.

"I should have just brought my own things into the apartment. That way you couldn't break them."

"You kidding, Bones?" Booth replied, touching her tiny baby bump affectionately. "And make Little Bones here do the heavy lifting?" Brennan huffed indignantly but didn't argue. "So, you're officially in the second trimester now, huh?"

"Yes, as of yesterday," Brennan confirmed, placing her hand over his on her stomach.

"That's when we agreed we'd start telling people, right?" Brennan nodded and crouched again to empty the contents of the box.

"We don't really have much of a choice anyway," she pointed out. "I'm already starting to show."

"Not that much," Booth promised. "Your little baby bump is cute."

"Thank you. But that doesn't change the fact that people are going to start to notice." She placed one of her unidentifiable knick-knacks on the fireplace mantle while taking down one of Booth's things to make room.

"Hey! Who died and made you queen of the fireplace?" he whined, snatching his baseball from her hand.

"Booth, we've lived in this apartment for a week and it's already overrun with your useless junk. I have things I want to display as well!"

"Junk?" Booth repeated incredulously. "Bones, this baseball is not junk. This is a real Phillies foul ball. And I caught it. During the 2008 season."

"You say that as if it has some sort of significance." Booth sighed in frustration and ran his fingers through his hair.

"That's because it does have significance! The Phillies won the World Series that year!" Brennan's expression was unchanged.

"But you didn't go to that World Series, correct?" Booth clenched his teeth and bit back his smart aleck response. He tried to remember that she was genuinely asking a question and not just pushing his buttons on purpose.

"No, I didn't. But don't you get it? I caught it and then two months later they won the Series!" Brennan nodded as she began to understand.

"And you believe that the two events were somehow connected."

"Yes!" Booth exclaimed. "It's my lucky ball. As long as I keep it on display, the team has a winning season." Brennan shook her head.

"But they haven't won the Series Bowl since then, have they?"

"World Series, Bones." He couldn't fight the smile her mistake caused to spread across his lips. "No, they haven't. But they won the division last year and they're number one in the National League this season. Besides, what's that thing you hijacked my baseball for, anyway?"

"It's an African fertility idol." Booth laughed.

"I don't think we need one of those, Bones." He looked pointedly at her slightly rounded belly. Brennan rolled her eyes. Booth laughed again, then checked his watch and grunted.

"I'm late. I have to go pick up Parker." Brennan still wasn't very good at reading people, but she had become quite adept at reading Booth over the years, and she was definitely reading something now.

"What's wrong?" she asked, putting a soft hand on his arm.

"I just want him to like it here," Booth admitted, turning back toward her.

"He does," Brennan assured him. "He was with us when we made the final decision about the apartment. He adores his new room. He has said on numerous occasions that it's 'awesome' that we moved into a larger place." Brennan's brow wrinkled as a thought occurred to her. "Has he expressed displeasure at the two of us living together?"

"No, Bones!" Booth rushed to comfort her. "He loves you. You saw how happy he was when we told him that we're together now. He's been waiting for this since he was four."

"Then what is it?"

"I don't know. Just… with the baby and everything… You don't think things are changing too fast for him?"

"I'm not the one to whom you should ask that question," Brennan admitted. "Booth, I thought we would tell him about the baby this weekend. I thought he deserved to be the first to know. Other than Hodgins and Angela, I mean. But if you would like to wait…"

"I don't know, Bones. Can we talk about this when I come back?" Brennan nodded and Booth gave her a lingering kiss. "I love you." Brennan's eyes lit up, as they always did when he voiced those words.

"What was that for?" Booth shrugged.

"Just take it and say 'I love you too,' okay?" he teased lightly. Brennan smiled.

"I love you too." Booth winked at her and walked out of the apartment.

-BONES-

"So, Parker," Booth addressed his son as the three of them ate their pizza dinner later that night. "Is the apartment as good to live in as it was to walk through?"

"Yeah," Parker agreed readily. "It's really big and my room is awesome!" Booth and Brennan both grinned at the boy's approval. "Plus you guys have a really big TV. Way bigger than the one Mom and Brent have." Booth gave Brennan a teasing look. The TV was just one of the many purchases she had disapproved of.

"What are your feelings concerning my living here with your father?" Brennan asked bluntly. Booth sighed. Never one to beat around the bush, his Bones.

"I think it's totally cool," Parker answered honestly. "Now you get to be Dad's real girlfriend instead of just his pretend one."

"Pretend one?" Booth repeated. Parker nodded enthusiastically.

"That's what you were before, right? I mean you acted like boyfriend and girlfriend. You just didn't call it that." Booth shook his head. Out of the mouths of babes. Brennan smiled in relief and stood.

"Are you finished, Parker?" she asked and picked up his empty plate at his nod. "Booth?" Booth stood and rounded the table, taking the plates from Brennan's hand.

"I got it, Bones," he said. "You go ahead and go. Me and Parker have this covered. Right, Bub?"

"Right!" Parker agreed. Brennan kissed Booth quickly in thanks and moved toward the living room, unconsciously placing her hand to her abdomen as she walked. Parker joined Booth at the sink and began rinsing his plate.

The next words out of Parker's mouth practically knocked Booth to the floor. "Dad? Is Bones having a baby?"

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