Agent Shaw makes an appearance in this chapter. I loved her character, and I don't perceive her as a threat to the B/B dynamic at all, as some people did. Anyway, I had to have one more chapter with the two of them in the apartment together. There's a little conflict, but I'm holding out for the major stuff Please keep reading, I will try to update every week, and I hope you all enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, only parts of the storyline

It was getting dark out when there was a knock at the door, and Booth carefully moved toward it. He cocked his gun, beckoning Bones behind him.

"Who is it?" he called out.

"Agent Booth, its Agent Shaw. We've been assigned to be on the lookout."

Booth opened the door and let the agents in. After they performed a sweep of the apartment, they instructed them to keep the windows closed, the blinds down, and as few lights on as possible, at least until they could safely confirm that Broadsky wasn't headed directly to them. Other agents were assigned to Booth's apartment to keep a lookout.

After the agents left, and the apartment was secure, Bones and Booth sat down on the couch together with a sigh.

"Well, I guess we should turn out some of these lights," Booth said, turning off the few lamps left in the living room. Just the light from the streetlights shown into the room now.

"I guess I will get ready for bed. Its early, but I'm really tired."

"Sounds good."

Bones went into the bathroom and came out in her pajama pants and a tshirt. She saw Booth making up the couch to sleep on.

"Booth, you're not sleeping on the couch."

"I am not playing this game with you again. I'm not letting my pregnant… partner sleep on the couch either. And I want to be ready in case Broadsky stops by."

"You're sleeping with me," she said, touching his arm and making him stop from making up the couch. His shocked expression made her wonder if he took her words wrong. "I mean, you're sleeping in my room."

"I know what you meant. I just…are you sure that's a good idea?"

"Booth, I'm already pregnant."

Booth smiled at her. She had a point. "I'll do my best to keep my hands to myself," He said, with a wink. He went to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

Bones was already settled in bed when Booth opened the door and stepped inside. He was in his boxers, mainly because he didn't have any pajama pants there, and his tshirt. He was clearly shy as he closed the door behind them. He walked over to the windows and peaked out, making sure there was no one outside. Then he made sure his gun was placed with the safety on beside the bed. He was obviously stalling.

"Booth?"

"Yeah, Bones?"

She smiled and patted the bed beside her. He came and quickly crawled in bed beside her, pulling the blankets up to his neck. "Goodnight, Bones.

"Goodnight, Booth."

They fell asleep with ample room between the two of them, but when they awoke the next morning to a loud knock at the door, they were curled in each other's arms.

They jumped apart at hearing the knock, and Booth grabbed his gun. He pulled on his jeans, the ugly stone washed ones from the previous day. They both advanced to the front door, Bones behind Booth.

At hearing the voice of Caroline from the other side, Booth opened the door.

"Good morning, Sheree. Don't you two look cozy!"

"Caroline, what are you doing here?" Bones asked.

"Well, Sheree, we're gonna have you holed up for another night just to be sure you're old pal isn't coming straight for you. But what we think is that he's hiding low for awhile before he strikes."

"So, you mean no one knows where he is?" Bones asked.

"Afraid not."

"What do we do then? We know he's out for Booth. Are we supposed to stay in lock down until he's caught?"

Caroline exchanged a look with Booth, knowing that he had been told already. "Broadsky is coming after Booth. But he's doing it by coming after you."

"What? Why would he do that?"

"If you two love birds want to pretend there's nothing between the two of you, go right ahead! But I've known it since I first saw the two of you together. And I'm sure Broadsky saw it immediately."

"He's going to go after you to get to me, Bones."

Agent Genevieve Shaw stepped into the apartment with a bag and a notepad in hand. "Agent Booth, here is a bag of clothes for you. You are Dr. Brennan are to stay put for tonight, and we will have a briefing in the morning regarding any new information we have, and will figure out then how to proceed."

Booth took the bag, and realized it was clothes from his apartment. "Um..you didn't…"

"Go through your underwear drawer? No. But I did have one of the other agents do so. I hope you have everything you need."

"Thanks, Shaw."

"It's good to see you again, Agent Shaw," Bones said, extending her hand. The two shook hands. "So, do you have any word yet on where Broadsky is?"

She shook her head. "No, I'm afraid not. But don't worry, I'm your ears and eyes at the department. I promise, I will tell you everything I find out."

"Is there anything we can do from here?" Booth asked.

Caroline smiled. "Well… I have some ideas but I'd rather not share. You two have a good evening. We'll see you tomorrow." She turned to go and Shaw follows her out.

Left alone, Booth smiles at Bones. "Well, what do you want to do now?"

She shrugs. "I don't know, maybe watch a movie, or something. Maybe you should change out of those dumb jeans first though.

They spent most of the day lounging around the apartment, trying to be as carefree as possible and avoiding talking about the multiple elephants in the room. Later that evening, there was a knock at the door. "Agent Shaw," she shouted through the door. She came bearing takeout, but no updates on Broadsky.

"So Agent Shaw seems very intuitive. She's young."

"Yes, she's a good agent though."

"Oh, I wasn't saying her being young was bad. After all, I am quite young for being so successful," she said proudly with a smile.

"That's true," Booth laughed at her confidence. "Anyway, she's going to be a great help on the Broadsky case."

"I wish we knew something, Booth. I don't want to have to worry everywhere I go that I'm going to be shot. That…that we're going to be shot," she said, placing a hand on her stomach.

Booth pulled her close, unable to resist comforting her in some way. "I won't let that happen. I promise."

Bones had no rebuttal this time, but just rested in his arms. "Do you think we'll catch him?"

"I do. But he's smart. He's going to hide out somewhere for awhile."

"How long is awhile?"

She felt him shrug against her. "A few weeks…a few months. He's impatient now though. But he'll need to find new guns. Make a new plan."

"A new plan…to hurt you."

"Yes." He held her tighter few a few more minutes. He released her and took a seat on the couch, head in his hands. "We need to tell the FBI about the baby."

Bones sat next to him. "I know. How bad will we get in trouble?"

"I don't know." He lifted his head. "Really, it doesn't matter that much."

"What do you mean? Of course it matters! I don't want to lose you as a partner, Booth. I love working together,"

Booth caught her hand. "You aren't losing anything, Bones. Even if we're not working together all the time…even if they break us apart…we don't have to be separated. We can have more."

"More?" she asked, too overwhelmed to decipher his meaning.

"You know, more…" he said, taking her face in his hands.

"Oh, sexually."

Booth's face fell and he dropped his hands. Hurt flared in his eyes, and he stood up. "I know you don't want to talk about this right now. But eventually we have to. And I'd rather do it sooner rather than later. Bones, we have got to figure out what is going on between us, and what you want before this baby gets here. Because I'm going to be that baby's father no matter what happens between us," it came out harsh, more than he intended.

"I don't know what I want, Booth! This past year has been a roller ride for me." she paused, tears rolling down her face. "Coaster. Roller Coaster," she corrected herself before he could. "Can I say I don't know? I mean, do you know, Booth?"

"OH no! Bones. I'm not saying it. I don't want to say it. Because everytime I say it, it doesn't happen. So I'm done saying it. When you're ready, YOU say it."

Bones stood, anger rising through her tears. "What do you want me to say? I told you how I felt. In case you don't remember, Booth, you told me I had a choice… to just be your partner or to leave. Your partner, or nothing. And then you said that you were too angry. And I am too impervious."

"Bones, I'm sorry. Here, come here," he reached out for her, trying to bring her to him. She was right, and he knew it.

"No, Booth. I can't keep crawling into your arms. You're right, we need to figure this out before anything else happens. And I'm just confused right now, about everything. About the baby, Broadsky. Us. Our working relationship…our personal relationship. Everything…it just overwhelms me," she said, her voice vibrating as she chocked back a sob.

"I'm proud of you, Bones. That you can admit that to me. I know its not easy." He wiped a tear from her cheek.

She smiled a weak smile at him and caught her breath. "I think I'm going to work on my book in bed."

"I'll make up my bed here," Booth said, knowing not to force her emotions any further.

Bones walked toward her bedroom, but turned around before she got there. "Actually, Booth, if you don't mind, I'd feel better if you slept in the room with me."

Booth tried not to make it look like he was jumping at the chance to spend another night with Bone's curled up next to him. "I'd….yes. I'll see you…there. In bed."

Bones worked on her book on her laptop while Booth slept beside her. She kept glancing at him, and finally just gave up working on her book. Turning off the light, she snuggled in close to him so that her foot touched his, and their faces were close. "Goodnight, Booth," she whispered.