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Chapter 21:

"Oh my God, he knew?" Angela asked incredulously. Brennan winced a little, since her best friend's surprised exclamation got enhanced by the speaker of her phone to a painfully load squeal.

"Yeah. He just waited until I was ready to tell him." She confirmed what she had told Angela earlier about her father.

"And no hard feelings towards Booth?" Angela asked curiously.

Brennan shook her head, then remembered that Angela was not able to see her. "Not at all. They act like best friends. It was..." She was at a loss for words.

"Creepy?" Angela suggested and Brennan had to chuckle. Leave it to her best friend to come up with such an apt interpretation. "Yeah, something like that."

"Ah, you love it that they get along like that, right?" Angela asked.

"Sure. I don't understand it, but I'm glad." Brennan answered and reached for a piece of cheddar. "Bah." She made, after biting a bit off.

"What?" Angela asked concerned.

"Nothing. I thought I wanted cheddar, but now that I ate a little I don't want it anymore. This is driving me insane, really." She grumbled and pushed the plate with cheese away.

She heard Angela's barely stifled laugh. "Not funny." Brennan said.

"Sorry, Sweetie. But you're kind of cute, all moody and that. How does Booth get along with that? Is he there?" The artist asked.

"He's taking a shower. And he really is patient, I have to admit... though I sometimes forget to appreciate it." Brennan sighed. "I'm already anti-social without being influenced by pregnancy hormones, Angela. I don't know how he's going to be able to put up with me. And meeting his family kind of scares me."

"Number one, you're not anti-social, Sweetie. A little rusty, maybe, but that doesn't matter. He loves you just the way you are, no matter how moody and broody you'll be. And number two, his family better likes you or I'll come and show them just what kind of best friend I can be." Angela said cheerfully. Her words caused Brennan to laugh. "You're a good friend, Angela. Thank you for cheering me up whenever I need it."

"That's what best friends are for, Sweetie. Whenever you need somebody to talk to, just call me or come over." Angela answered, touched by Brennan's unusual honest and open response.

"I know. Thank you." Temperance Brennan took in a sharp breath.. "Maybe I'll need your support tomorrow. We're going to tell Parker." She exhaled slowly.

"He's going to be thrilled. A little sibling to bully around." Angela giggled.

"Ange. I'm serious!" Brennan chided.

"I know, I know. Sorry. But really, I think he's going to take it well, don't worry too much. He really likes you. I mean he's only known you as his father's girlfriend for a few weeks and already totally accepted you, right?"

Brennan felt warmth flood her upon hearing Angela's words. "Yes, he seems to be content with me being his father's girlfriend. But... that's exactly it, Angela. He barely had time to get accustomed to the situation and now there's going to be another change that quickly." She sighed and let herself sink back against the cushions of her couch.

"Why quickly? You're only telling him about the baby, it's not going to be born any earlier because of that. He has months to get used to the idea of being a big brother. Have a little faith, Bren." Angela said in a soothing voice.

"You're right. I mean... it's still more than 5 months until the baby will be born. Plenty of time. Nearly half a year... " Brennan mused and eyed the cheddar again. Suddenly it looked very appealing again.

"That's the spirit, Sweetie." Angela cheered. "Although in case the little one inherits your impatience it might not want to wait that long and sneak out a few days earlier."

"Sneak?" Brennan laughed humourlessly. "There is nothing sneaky about a baby being born. Thinking of the birth scares me. I know women give birth everyday and it's nothing extraordinary, but..."

"You're nervous. I understand that. And of course it is something extraordinary. It's going to be your first child, that's pretty much as extraordinary as it can get." Angela interrupted her.

"First? It's not even born yet and you talk as if I might want more?" Brennan exclaimed.

Angela chuckled. "What can I say. I love babies."

"Go make your own!" Brennan grumbled and plopped a piece of cheddar in her mouth. Why on earth had it tasted bad earlier? It was pure bliss!

"Oh, I will do that, no doubt about it. But first I'm going to test my abilities a little by playing Auntie Angela." Angela said.

"My baby is not going to be your guinea pig." Brennan said, after swallowing down a mouthful of cheese.

"Hey, hey, don't confuse me with Jack. I'm not the one making experiments all the time. I'll be the awesomely cool and understanding aunt ... well as long as the baby is in a good mood, anyway. And in case it cries, stinks or burps you'll get it back immediately." Angela laughed.

"Thank you so much." Brennan said sarcastically. "Thank God I have Booth."

"Oh, I love it when you say that." A husky male voice from behind her startled Brennan.

"Booth! Don't sneak up on my like that!" She gasped and half-turned, then a sly smile appeared on her face when she gave him a once-over, her eyes settling on the towel, which was all he wore. He winked at her and she had to grin.

"Oh, Booth's out of the shower already? Is he wearing clothes or not? Because if he's not, hang up and go grab him. I sure as hell would understand." Angela giggled.

"Yes, he is. No, he is not. And thanks for understanding." Brennan answered courtly and cut off Angela's delighted laughter.

"What was that about?" Booth asked.

"Oh, she said I should go and grab you." Brennan answered truthfully, mischief glittering in her eyes.

"Mhm." He grinned. "Sounds promising." Then he suddenly turned serious again. "But, you're in no condition for the things I'd love to do with you, still bruised all over. And the doctors said you're not allowed to have sex the next few days."

She hooked one finger in the towel around his waist and dragged him near her. "It's not always about me, right?" She dropped a kiss on the smooth skin of his stomach and heard his quick intake of breath.

"Temperance, you don't need to..." He stuttered and stopped.

She smiled up to him. "Maybe I want to. Better enjoy this mood, Booth, you know how fast they change these days." She tugged at the towel and sent it tumbling to the floor.

Okay ... you all know what happens now, right? ;) no need to go into details (I can't write smut, so pu-lease use your imagination, I don't doubt you have plenty ;) ).

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