Sorry for the delay on this one! I had a bit of writer's block, but I think I'm past it now. Enjoy! :D

Brennan answered her ringing cell phone the instant she heard it chime. "Did you get the call yet?" she asked anxiously. She frowned when the voice on the other end didn't match the one she expected. "Yes… No, I thought you were someone else. I apologize." She half-listened as her caller finished talking and hung up with a sigh.

"Well, Booth will be happy," Cam's voice said from her doorway. Brennan looked up with a quizzical expression.

"About what?" she asked her boss. Cam shrugged and walked into the office.

"Since the two of you are temporarily suspended you won't be examining any super dangerous remains for a while. Booth'll like that the little one is safe and sound for now." Brennan chuckled. Their family and friends were happy, albeit a little shocked, about the pregnancy. Even Max had reacted positively to the news, much to Booth's relief.

"It shouldn't take this long to review a simple psychological evaluation and a few files," Brennan complained for the hundredth time. "What could they possibly be deliberating about? It's clear that Booth and I have one of the highest solve rates in the entire bureau. The fact that we're living together and having a child wouldn't change that. And Sweets assured us that he recommended we stay together." Brennan took a deep breath and Cam smiled to herself.

"You know, if I didn't know better, I'd say you were a little nervous about this." Brennan didn't reply and instead pretended to write something of upmost importance on the paper in front of her. Cam's smile grew and she left the office.

Brennan's phone rang again, and this time she took the extra half a second to look at the name before answering. "Booth!" she exclaimed when she put it to her ear. "Did you hear something?"

"Not yet, Bones," Booth replied gently. "I just called to ask you to lunch. This is the first work day we've spent apart in a long time and I miss you." A warm smile spread across Brennan's lips and she relaxed for the first time that morning.

"Sure. Pick me up at noon?"

"It's a date," Booth agreed.

"Can't you find out what's taking so long?" Brennan asked after a moment's pause. "We were told that we would find out this weekend. It's Monday morning." Booth chuckled at his girlfriend's anxiousness.

"I'll ask around," he promised. "We'll find out soon, though. And there's no reason for them to split us up. They can't afford to lose us. And I made it clear that if we're not together, you won't be interested in working with another FBI guy. They won't risk losing the Jeffersonian."

"I hope you're right." Brennan shifted in her chair and gasped when she felt a strange fluttering in her abdomen.

"What?" Booth asked hurriedly when he heard her sharp intake of breath. "Bones? Are you okay? What happened?"

"Booth, slow down," she scolded him gently. "I… I think I just experienced quickening. Although it could have been gas."

"Quickening… isn't that when the baby moves?" Booth asked with wonder in his voice. Brennan placed a hand on her stomach and rubbed it softly.

"Yes," she answered with the same wonder. She laughed happily when she felt the sensation again, this time a little stronger. "I can't be sure that it was quickening, Booth. In fact it's a little early for me to be feeling anything. It might not be the fetus at all."

"Well don't count out the possibility," Booth joked. "This is your kid we're talking about. She might as well be an overachiever from the get go, right?"

"She?" Brennan questioned.

"I have dreams," Booth admitted. "The dreams are always different, but the baby is always a girl."

"You have these dreams often?"

"Yeah. Almost every night. Why?"

"It isn't uncommon for women to have frequent and odd dreams during pregnancy," Brennan pointed out. "Do you think you're experiencing couvade syndrome?"

"What's that?" Booth asked, resting his elbows on his desk.

"The common name for the phenomenon is a sympathetic pregnancy. You have gained some weight in recent weeks and you've complained of back pain several times over the last few days."

"I am not acting pregnant!" Booth insisted in a tone that made Brennan laugh. "I've always had a bad back and they're just dreams. And my weight is fine!"

"It's nothing to be ashamed of, Booth! In fact, men who experience couvade syndrome usually have a very deep emotional connection with their partner. It's actually quite sweet."

"That sounded like psychology, Dr. Brennan," Booth teased. "I gotta go," he announced reluctantly. "I'll see you at noon?"

"Yes. Perhaps you should try to get to the gym this evening. Baby weight isn't very flattering on you."

"Okay, that's enough. I'll see you in a couple hours. Bye, Baby."

"Don't-" Brennan growled when she heard the line go dead. She hit the end call button on her phone and tossed it on the desk.

-BONES-

"Did you hear something?" Brennan asked without preamble when Booth called back an hour later.

"No," Booth told her. "Sorry, Bones. I just called to tell you that I have a suspect to interrogate and I can't make lunch."

"Oh, okay." Booth didn't miss the disappointment in Brennan's voice. "I miss working with you."

"You and me both, Babe." Brennan huffed indignantly.

"Don't call me-"

"Yeah, yeah, don't call you Babe," Booth finished for her with a smile. "You better get used to it. I finally have something that bugs you more than calling you Bones did. When you started liking Bones I didn't have any ammo for years. There's no way I'm giving this up." There was silence on the line that dragged on for far too long. "It's gonna be okay," Booth promised yet again.

"I want very much to believe you," Brennan answered honestly. Booth's office phone started to ring and he grinned.

"That's probably them calling right now. I'll call you as soon as I have news. Love you." He hung up just after hearing Brennan's 'love you too' and picked up his office phone. "Booth." The caller was certainly not who he expected.

"Seeley. It's nice to hear your voice. I'd love to catch up but I have something important I need to talk to you about and I think it'd be best if I said it in person. Is there somewhere we can meet?" Booth sat in stunned silence for a full minute before he found his voice. His brain would only allow him to mutter one word.

"Dad?"

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