This is the last chapter of this little story. I hope you enjoy it.

I don't own Bones.

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A pleased smile on his face, Sweets happily greeted his friends, "Thanks for coming to see me. Cullen has been breathing down my neck to get this done, but I told him you guys were really busy and it was tough to set up a session."

Sitting down on the couch, Booth placed his right ankle on his left knee and started to wiggle it, "Yeah, whatever. We are busy so let's get this over with."

Sitting down across from the partners, Sweets picked up a notebook and pen, "So, it's been eight days since Vincent was murdered and seven since Brodsky was apprehended, how are you two sleeping?"

Glancing at Booth, Brennan smirked and looked at Sweets, "I for one have been sleeping quite well."

Surprised, Sweets made a quick note in his book, "Really? I know you were upset when Vincent was killed so I thought it might be affecting your sleep."

Shrugging her shoulders, Brennan responded, "I didn't sleep well the night he died but since then I have slept quite well."

Puzzled, the younger man glanced at Booth and saw the man staring intently at him, "How about you Agent Booth? Any trouble sleeping?"

Shaking his head, Booth replied, "No, why should I? I barely knew the kid and I didn't kill him, Brodsky did."

Making a few notes, Sweets placed his notebook in his lap, "You two were involved in a very traumatic incident and you seem to have managed it quite well. Congratulations. Most people would still be trying to deal with it."

Irritated, Booth asked, "Are you saying there's something wrong with us? We've both been around murder victims you know. It's what we do for a living and I sure as hell have been around when people have been killed. In fact, I on some occasions, was the one doing the killing so this isn't any more traumatic than shit I've gone through in the past."

Trying to keep the temperature in the room a little cooler, Sweets held up his hands, "No one is saying you aren't normal, Agent Booth. I just meant that watching someone die can be very traumatic but both of you seem to have found a way to overcome and accept it. That's good."

Mollified, Booth glanced at Sweets, "So do you have some dumb game you want us to play? You usually do."

Studying Booth, Sweets responded, "Those aren't games, Agent Booth. They're valuable tools that are actually quite helpful."

Snorting, Booth shook his head, "Yeah right. The last time we did one of those Bones ended up wanting a baby."

Placing her hand on Booth's arm, Brennan assured him, "That game merely helped me to focus Booth. It didn't really make me want to have a child."

Turning to face her, Booth saw an opportunity to yank Sweets chain and took it, "Well, I for one think babies should be created the old fashioned way. I'm glad you didn't go through with the test tube baby idea."

Frowning, Brennan replied, "I still have your sperm in cold storage at the clinic."

His eyes boring into her, Booth spoke quietly, "You need to have that destroyed, Bones. I really don't like the idea of my sperm being kept anywhere. When it comes time for you to have a baby we'll do it the normal way."

Nodding her head, Brennan smiled, "Yes, of course."

Confused, Sweets flicked his eyes between Booth and Brennan, "Wait a minute, are you telling me that if Doctor Brennan wanted to have a baby right now you two would have sex to make the baby? You two will cross that line you have between you and actually have intercourse?"

Placing her hand on Booth's arm, Brennan asked, "Why don't you stay at my place tonight and we can start tonight?"

Surprised, Booth leaned towards her and questioned her, "You want a baby now? I mean, do you think you're ready to have a baby now?"

Nodding her head slowly, Brennan replied, "I've been thinking about it for a few days and I think I'm ready to have a baby. If you're willing to help me to achieve that goal then yes, I'd like to try to conceive very soon."

His eyes twinkling, Booth reached for her right hand and kissed the top of it, "I'd do anything for you Bones, you know that. If you want a baby then we'll start right away."

"Whoa!" Shaking his head vigorously, Sweets held his hands up, "Shut the front door! Are you telling me that if Doctor Brennan wants a baby then you're willing to have sex with her to help her conceive? You two are insane, do you know that? Don't you dare tell me this is a partners thing either. Partners don't have sex with each other just so one of them can get pregnant. You two . . . you two . . . ."

Standing, Booth reached for Brennan's hands and pulled her up from her seat, "Sweets never did understand us, Bones. He just thinks he does. Come on, let's go home we're done here."

Standing, Sweets ran around the couple and placed his back against the door, blocking their exit, "Just wait a minute. Just . . . just wait a minute." Desperately, the young psychologist held his hands up, "Just . . . wait! Look um . . . if you cross that line then you can't just consider yourselves partners anymore. You'll be in a relationship. A real relationship. Is that what you want? You need to think about it before you just jump into bed with each other. Just . . ."

Smirking, Booth placed his hands on Sweets arms and moved him away from the door, "Look Sweets, we know what we're doing. She wants a baby and I'm going to help her."

Slamming his hand against the door, Sweets implored them, "Please think about this, please."

Placing his arm around Brennan's shoulders, Booth asked her, "Bones, we've been a couple of seven days now. Do you want a baby?"

Kissing his cheek, Brennan replied, "I really do."

"There you go, Sweets." Gripping Brennan's shoulder and pulling her closer towards his side, Booth smirked at the flabbergasted man, "For your information, Bones and I have been in a relationship for a week now. Vincent's death was terrible but it showed us that time is short. One of us could have been killed but for the Grace of God. We lived and Vincent died. We're not playing games with our lives anymore. If the FBI doesn't want us to be partners anymore then so be it but we're together now and what happens with our partnership is not going to change that. Now if you don't mind, we're going home. It's been a long day and we're done here."

Stepping aside, Sweets watched the couple leave the room. Walking over to the couch, he sat down heavily and ran his hands through his hair. "I'll be damned."

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Strolling into the Lab two days later, Booth held Brennan's hand firmly in his hand and grinned as people in the hallway stopped to stare at them. Walking over to the platform, Booth released her hand, slid his access card into the reader and followed Brennan up the steps. Once they arrived, Brennan moved closer to Booth and placed her arm around his waist, her hand resting on his hip.

Staring at the small crowd now forming below them, Brennan smiled, "We have an announcement to make. Booth and I are in a personal relationship now and the FBI has approved of our status change. We are informing you about the change in our relationship to keep the gossiping at a minimum. We will still conduct ourselves in a very professional manner while working together. Now you may go back to work."

Taking the hint, most of the staff walked away from the platform. Cam, Hodgins, Angela and Wendell, not about to be intimidated, stood where they were and clapped their hands.

Grinning, Booth shook his head, "Yeah, yeah, you knew already."

Shaking her head, Cam insisted, "I didn't know. Congratulations, it's about time."

Blurting out, Wendell shook his head, "No, I didn't know. I really didn't. This is totally a surprise. You could knock me over with a feather. I . . ." Stopping, Wendell glanced sheepishly at Cam and rolled his eyes.

Shrugging his shoulders, Booth replied, "We wouldn't have said anything yet, but Hodgins found out so we decided to just let everyone else know."

Surprised, Hodgins blushed, "Wait a minute how did you know I knew.? I never said anything."

Smirking, Booth shook his head, "One you're a terrible actor and you couldn't keep that grin off your face every time you saw me and second you're terrible at spying on people. I saw you on the catwalk watching us the other day."

Laughing, Angela ran up the stairs and threw her arms around Booth and then Brennan. The alarm whooping and making too much noise as far as Hodgins was concerned, slid his security card through the reader and rushed up the stairs. Throwing his arms around Booth, he gushed, "Welcome to the family man."

Tolerating the hug for ten seconds, Booth finally peeled the scientist from his chest, "Yeah, okay. Don't get carried away."

Turning and hugging Brennan, Hodgins grinned, "Since I consider you part of my family I have to tell you Dr. B it's about time you expanded our little family."

Hugging her friend, Brennan smiled, "Yes, it is."

Reaching out and pulling Brennan from the entomologist's embrace and placing his arm around her shoulders, Booth remarked, "I always did say there's more than one kind of family. I just never figured I'd have bug loving people in my family but what the hell."

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The End. Let me know what you think of my story.