"It appears that the victim suffered a laceration to the left superior aspect of the spleen." Cam leaned over the victim, an ultrasound transducer in her hand.

"I'm having trouble ascertaining cause of death, would the laceration be large enough to cause a fatal hemorrhage?"

"I don't think so," Cam stepped back from the victim, taking her gloves off and throwing them in the trash with frustration.

"We're stuck." Brennan leaned back away from the remains, mimicking Cam's actions in removing her own gloves.

"It seems we are."

"It's only six o'clock. I hate to give up this early but I'm afraid until Booth is able to speak with the victim's father, we're at a dead end."

"We've been staring at the remains all day, maybe getting a look at things tomorrow with a clear mind will help."

"Perhaps," Brennan's mind had already wondered away from their case and onto the ultrasound equipment that Cam was putting away.

Cam noticed her distraction. "Is something wrong Dr. Brennan?"

"Booth and I had our ultrasound appointment this morning, but the doctor wasn't able to determine the gender of our child.""The baby's being stubborn already," Cam said with a grin, "this is obviously Booth's child."

"Of course it's Booth's child Cam, we told you that months ago," Brennan scrunched her nose in worried confusion.

"It was an expression Dr. Brennan."

"Oh, of course."

"You know Dr. Brennan, we may be able to get a better look at the baby now. If, it's moved into a new position since your appointment."

"The baby has been moving a lot today, I suppose it's possible."

The ladies exchanged smiles before simultaneously going about setting up for their impromptu ultrasound session. Cam shook the cords back out and pulled the screen around so that it was angled toward the nearest unoccupied autopsy table. Brennan pulled her shirt tail out of her pants, and unbuttoned the bottom few buttons to expose her baby belly before Cam helped her to crawl up on the stainless steel table.

"I'm afraid we don't have a warmer for the ultrasound gel."

"Why would we warm our gel? Our clients would not adequately appreciate the effort," Brennan jumped as the cold gel touched her bare skin. "Oh, I see why you brought that up now."

"Sorry." Cam moved the probe around on Brennan's abdomen trying to visualize the baby. "There's a foot."

"It's a rather cute little foot too, isn't it? Booth kept saying it was when we saw it earlier today, I tend to agree with him."

Cam laughed, "It's a perfectly adorable foot." Keeping her eyes on the screen Cam continued to move the probe around, hoping the baby would reveal it's secret. Brennan stared intently at the screen, searching for evidence of her child's sex when Cam suddenly shouted out, "Oh, my god, look at that. It's a girl."

"It's a girl?" Brennan looked at the image of her child's bottom on the screen, able to see the answer for herself, but rendered otherwise speechless by the realization.

"Without a doubt," Cam smiled as she hit print on the ultrasound's attached printer. She realized Brennan still hadn't spoken again and glanced over to see tears in the anthropologist's eyes, "I hope those are happy tears."

"Yes, they are very happy tears."

"Bones why are you crying?" Booth asked as he swiped his card and walked onto the platform. "And why are you sitting on an autopsy table? Don't you usually reserve those for dead people?" The women had been too preoccupied to notice that he had walked into the lab moments earlier.

Cam smiled and handed Booth the print out as Brennan fixed her shirt and swung her legs the side of the table.

"We had an ultrasound this morning, why'd you do it again?" Booth asked as he walked to stand beside Brennan.

"Because the doctor couldn't tell the gender of the baby this morning, but,"

Booth cut her off before she could finish, "You can now? You know?"

"Oh, yes, we know," Cam couldn't suppress the grin on her face as she watched her friends, Booth was studying the image in his hand as he leaned against Brennan, who was still sitting on the autopsy table.

After several minutes of pretending he was able to ascertain anything from the image he finally gave up, "I have no idea what I'm looking at here."

Cam and Brennan laughed before Brennan leaned closer to Booth, her voice so low that Cam could barely hear her, "We're going to have a girl."

"A girl?" He smiled like he had the first night Brennan had told him about their baby.

He cupped her face with one hand, the other still clutching onto the ultrasound printout, and kissed her softly. "I need to call Sweets," Booth's grin spread even wider than before as he added, "and then I'll take my girls home."

"Yeah, if you two are going to be that sappy, I'm going to want you to go back to being just partners," Cam shook her head as she began to put her ultrasound equipment back into place.

Brennan smiled at her boss, then quickly placed another kiss to Booth's lips while Cam wasn't looking. "Wait, why do you have call Sweets?"

"He was upset that we couldn't tell the sex this morning, he's been waiting for months to find out."

"Sweets seems to be overly invested in our child Booth."

"Well he does now that the shock has worn off."

"I wish you would've recorded his reaction when you guys told him," Cam said as she watched Booth help Brennan down from the metal table. "That would've went viral if you had put it up on You Tube."

"I actually know what that means," Brennan seemed quite proud of that fact as two stunned faces turned toward her. "Parker," she answered their unasked question and received two nods in return.

Cam had finished putting the equipment up as they discussed their shrink and his over indulgent interest in their new family. When she had finished she gave Booth an unprompted and unexpected hug before walking to her office. "Congratulations Dad," she whispered in his ear.

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Little girls have always been known to have even the toughest, strongest men wrapped around their tiny little fingers. Seeley Booth's daughter would be no exception. That was clear to everyone who walked into his office and saw the small, black and white photograph taped to the side of a picture of Brennan and Parker, with "Daddy's Girl" scowled in Booth's handwriting above the fuzzy image of his daughter.