The Baby in the Bond
A/N: Next chapter's up! I'm probably gonna update two chapters today so I won't have to worry about it for a few days. So chapter 4 should be up soon! Thanks again to my amazing cousin who edits my stories!
Disclaimer: Sadly, I still don't own Bones
Chapter 3:
On the platform, Angela and Brennan stood over the victim.
"So Mr. Andrew Peretti over here was your next door neighbor huh?" the artist said with an interested look on her face.
"Yes, I remember around the same time my parents left, he disappeared. I always thought that Andrew went with them. But, as time progressed and I found out what happened to my parents, I realized that he wasn't with them. I always did wonder what actually happened to him"
"Well congrats, all that wondering will disappear once this case is done and over with."
"That doesn't mean I don't have other things and people to worry about."
Angela had been looking for an excuse to talk about Brennan, Booth and the baby all day and that last statement was her one way ticket to juicy information. Angela had to smile at what her best friend had just said. At that moment Booth swiped his ID card and came onto the platform.
"Hey Bones, what's… up with that huge grin Angela?"
At this point, Brennan focused her attention away from the skeleton and looked at her friend with wide eyes. Angela hesitated on her response to Booth's question, but got it out eventually.
"I'M JUST SO HAPPY FOR YOU GUYS! I MEAN, IT TOOK SIX YEARS! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU WAITING FOR? I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU GUYS ARE FINALLY HAVING A BABY!"
Booth and Brennan smiled loosely and chuckled at the sight of their friend's happiness for them. Little did Angela notice that her husband, who was holding their son Michael Staccato Vincent Hodgins in his arms, was running onto the platform forgetting to swipe his ID card causing dozens of alarms to go off. Thankfully, one of the security guards shut them off. Hodgins was so in shock. Not from the loud alarms that he had just set off, but from the exclamation his wife had made. He was just coming up to tell them time of death occurred 20 years ago, about 4 months after Brennan said he went missing.
"DOCTOR B.! YOU'RE PREGNANT?"
The new couple turned around to see Jack Hodgins, the Jeffersonian entomologist jumping up and down in excitement while handing Brennan his baby so he wouldn't drop him during his happy dance.
Brennan looked down at her metaphorical nephew and smiled thinking that would one day be her.
"Angela?"
"Y-yeah Booth?" Angela said with a worried tone
"You are so going to get it!"