HI! Thanks again for all of the review! You guys are amazing! I forgot to mention in the other chapters that i don't own Bones. I wish i did...but i dont :(
Anyway, sorry this has taken a while to get up, sister has been pissing me off and life and im just gunna stop talking now.
This is gunna get real interesting.
The next day in their therapy session with Sweets, neither one of them wanted to talk about the fact that Brennan was pregnant.
"So, anything new that you guys would like to talk about?" Dr. Sweets asked, knowing the answer before he even asked the question. Booth and Brennan both shook their heads and stayed quite. "Any news on the case that seems interesting enough to share?" Sweets tried again, but nothing happened. They sat there for a good five minutes before Sweets gave up. "Guys, I know about the yelling that happened at the lab yesterday. It will make everything a whole lot easier if we just talk about it now."
Both partners looked at each other in shock when told that the shrink has found out. "How in hell did you find out?" Booth wanted to know.
"Cam called yesterday about some shouting that was going on in Dr. Brennan's office. She didn't give me details because she had no idea what was going on herself, but it sounded pretty bad. Whatever is going on is going to affect your partnership, and I need to know about it so I can try and help you guys through it." The physiatrist explained everything to the still shocked partners.
"I don't see how it's going to affect our work relationship. This has nothing to do with Booth." Brennan spoke up. Booth froze, NOTHING TO DO WITH ME! I'm your partner for crying out loud! If it affects you, it damn well sure affects me! He sat there staring at a spot on the well trying his hardest not to yell at the woman sitting next to him.
"What has nothing to do with Booth?" Sweets asked, hoping to get an inside on what was going on.
"Nothing. Bones is right; I have no say what-so-ever in the matter, so there is no need to discuss it." Booth said rather sharply.
"I sense some tension between the two of you. Obviously this affects both of you whether you like it or not, so spill." Sweets told them.
"Sweets, it's nothing I-"
"IT DAMN SURE ISN'T NOTHING, BONES!" Booth had finally broken and Sweets couldn't be happier.
The woman in question looked at her partner with a questioning look. Sweets has a smile on his face like a kid a Christmas time. "What isn't 'Nothing'?"
"Tell 'em Bones, tell him what you think isn't that big of a deal." Booth semi-shouted at his partner. As soon as that sentence left his mouth he knew he had made a mistake. Brennan was out the door in the blink of an eye. "Damn it." The FBI agent kicked the chair and went after his partner leaving a very confused psychiatrist in their wake.
"BONES! Bones, WAIT!" shouted Booth as he saw Brennan getting in to an elevator. He ran toward her and put his hand in the elevator door in an attempt to stop it. To his surprise it started to open, only to be closed again by the woman inside it. Booth mentally kicked himself for yelling at her in Sweets' office and ran down the stairs as fast as he could. What he found in the lobby waiting for him was something he never thought he would see, but it didn't surprise him.
Max Kennan was waiting for Booth in the lobby of the FBI building. Oh, shit, Booth thought. Then it dawned on him that Max couldn't do anything to him while so many feds were watching, this gave Booth a little peace of mind. "Hello Booth. Let's take a walk, shall we."It wasn't that Booth was scared of Max; it's just that he didn't want to end up like Deputy Director Kirby, or any rendition thereof. Booth took a quick look at Brennan and followed Max outside. "How have you been Booth?"
"I'm doing just fine Max. What brings you to town?" Booth asked the ex-con. It was an honest question; he really did want to know how on Earth Max had ended up in the lobby at that exact moment.
"I wanted to surprise Tempe and take her out for lunch. I stopped by the lab and the bug guy told me you guys had your session with Sweets so I came to the FBI to find you. Odd thing was, when I walked in, I found Tempe in the lobby crying her eyes out. She wouldn't tell me why though." Max stopped to look at Booth for some sort of explanation. When he saw that he wasn't getting any information out of the agent he continued. "Being the loving and concerned father that I am I asked her what was wrong. You know what the only word that she said to me was?"
"No idea."
"'Booth' was the only word she spoke. Son, you know what is going on with my daughter, so why don't you just go on and tell me." They had stopped walking and were now standing outside a coffee shop. Booth walked in and Max followed him.
"Max, I don't think it's my place to say what's bothering Bones. During our session I may have yelled at her about something, but that's as much as I can tell you." Booth walked up to the counter and ordered his coffee and started to head back to the bureau to see if Brennan was still there. He heard footsteps coming up behind him and turned to see Max running towards him.
"Whatever you did to upset her you better fix it." Max told him, and with that the con-man was gone.
"Sweetie, I'm sure Booth didn't mean to upset you. You know how protective he gets of you, and kids. To him it may have sounded like you meant that this child you have is not important to you," Angela told her best friend. When Booth and Max had left, Brennan grabbed a cab back to the lab and went straight to Angela for some advice.
"He yelled at me Ange. The last time he yelled at me like that we didn't speak to each other for a year. I don't want to lose him like that again." Angela had never seen her friend look so broken. She was going to hunt that hunky FBI guy and give him a piece of her mind. Right now, all she could was comfort her best friend.
This is how Booth found the two. He gently knocked on Angela's door giving them a sign that they weren't alone. Angela looked up and saw him and gave him a look that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on edge. "Ange, could you give us a minute please?" Booth asked.
"I don't have time to talk to you right now Booth," was Brennan's answer. She got up to move to her office but was blocked by the man in the door. "Booth, I'm serious, I have work to do so we can finish this case as soon as possible." Booth knew that once Brennan went into 'work mode' there was no stopping her unless she came to you." I still have to examine the bones to see if I can't find anything else. Mr. Bray and I will be in bone storage if you need us." Brennan nudged Booth out of the way to get started working on identifying the mark on the skull. This left Booth in the same room with a very angry artist.
"What gives you the right? You know you can't just yell at her and expect a response. I thought you were the one who was supposed to know her better than all of us." Angela was on a roll, she could yell at this guy all day. But she had work to do, so she cut to the chase. "She told me that the last time you yelled at her like that, you guys didn't talk for a year. You really want that to happen again, I know I don't."
Booth was frozen to the core Shit, she's right. Our first case I yelled at her and she said she would never speak to me again. I HAVE to fix this. "I don't want that either Ange. I need your help to try and fix this. Max told me I needed to, but I don't know where to start."
"Just give her some time G-man. When she wants to talk, she'll come find you." Angela felt bad for yelling at Booth once she saw him go into 'sad puppy dog' mode. She saw a look in his eyes that said 'what if she doesn't?' "I'll make sure she comes and talks to you." Booth seemed satisfied with the answer and told Angela to have Brennan call him when she had anything.
2 MONTHS LATER
Things had gone back to somewhat normal between Brennan and Booth since the 'incident'. Booth hadn't really given her a straight up apology for what he did, but he could never get a word in. Every time he would bring it up, Brennan would shut him down and tell him to forget about it. Brennan was still on edge about having a baby and Booth thought it was time to let at least her father know what was going on. Much to his surprise, she agreed. The three of them were going to meet at the diner for dinner to discuss the grandkid Max would be having.
"Hello sweetheart, Booth." Max said greeting the two as they walked up to their table. "To what do I owe this visit?"
"I'm pregnant." Brennan proclaimed.
"Always right to it, aren't 'ya Bones?" Booth said, releasing a breath he didn't know he was holding.
Max looked between the two partners and smiled. "You two finally came to your senses. I'm happy for you Honey."
"No. Booth and I are not together dad." Brennan replied.
"Oh, so you just knocked my little girl up, is that it?" Max shot at Booth who looked like a deer caught in the headlights.
"Dad! It's not Booth's child. He has nothing to do with this." Brennan told her father, trying to not have Max rip Booth's head off right then and there.
"I don't understand. Whose is it?" said the concerned soon-to-be grandfather.
With a sigh Brennan started to tell her father about Bryce and how he couldn't stand to live with her and wasn't sure he could be there for her, let alone, the baby. By the end of the story Max was looking like he wanted to hunt the bastard down. It had been a good five minutes before anyone said anything. "Well, aside from the moron father, I'm really happy for you sweetheart. You're going to be a great mom. You're looking more and more like your mother every day." Max was about to leave when Brennan spoke up.
"Dad, promise me you won't go looking for Bryce. Please. I know what you want to do to him, but please dad, don't do anything that will get you locked up again." Brennan pleaded with her father.
"You mean I can't go have a firm mam-to-man talk with him about responsibility?" Max smiled as he asked, hoping his daughter would say yes.
"He's not worth your time and energy. I'm fine without him." Brennan looked at him one last time before Max was out the door.
Feeling defeated, Brennan put her arms on the table and used them to cushion her head. She really hoped her dad wouldn't do anything stupid and end up in jail, she wasn't sure she could take that again. Brennan had almost forgot someone was next to her until she felt a hand rubbing soothing circles on her back and let out a breath she didn't know she had been keeping in.
Booth felt her relax as he rubbed her back. He wasn't sure if Brennan was about to go to sleep so he said, "Come one Bones, let me drive you home."
Again, REALLY bad at picking places to end stories, sorry. Yeah, she told dad. Bryce better sleep with one eye open. Gotta love Max Kennan.
Merry Christmas Eve and Merry Christmas (i wont be posting on Christmas...sorry). But i will post before the year is out, so dont worry :)