The Baby in the Bond
A/N: Heyy! Next chapter's up! Thanks to my awesome cousin for editing! Hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I sadly, don't own Bones. Fox does:(
Chapter 16:
"Hey man, let's go! Everyone's waiting in the car!" Hodgins walked into Booth's office trying to rush him to leave work. "I can't! I'm still working on the paperwork for the Peretti case! I can't just drop it and leave now!" Booth exclaimed louder than he meant to say it.
"Can't Dr. B finish the paperwork? Sweets, Wendell and I picked up Max at the diner. They're in the garage waiting in the car! Come on man!"
"Bones is going shopping with Angela and Cam for a dress, she's busy."
Hodgins was getting frustrated. He strutted over to where Booth was sitting, grabbed the ballpoint pen out of his hand, slammed it on the table and yanked him out of his seat by his arm. "I understand Dr. B is going shopping. BUT SO ARE WE! That's your excuse dude! I've never seen anyone come up with an excuse to continue paperwork! Let's go!" Booth slumped out of his office with Hodgins hanging on his arm pulling him leading the way. They arrived in the dark parking garage of the FBI and Hodgins stepped into the driver's seat and Booth in the passengers. He turned around to greet his friends who sat directly behind. They exchanged smiles and quick laughs with each other. Hodgins put his hand on the metal gear about to put it in drive when Booth interrupted.
"Hodgins?"
"Yeah Booth?"
"This is my car." The motioned his head to the steering wheel and Hodgins understood what he was implying. "Oh. Right. Sorry, I just kinda got carried away in the moment." Hodgins admitted while unclicking his seatbelt stepping out of the large black SUV. When they assumed their rightful positions, Booth started the car and backed out of the garage. Hodgins started mumbling to Booth hoping he wouldn't understand what he was saying; he just needed to say something. "You don't let Dr. B drive, you don't let me drive, you know you have some real control issues my friend."
"That's coming from a conspiracy theorist!"
"Touché."
They arrived at the Tuxedo store and saw a wide range of tuxes and ties. Black, gray, white, even some blue suits surrounded the small store. On the rack in the back lay different ties of many shades and colors. Formal ones, colored ones, crazy ones, and patterned ones not even fit for a wedding. Booth walked over to the designer rack. Max pulled out a black Armani suit with medium sized buttons lining up the middle. The pants were simple but elegant. They were also black with a straight fit leg. "Max, that's expensive."Booth said with anxiety filling his voice. "This is your wedding to my daughter." Max replied. "If you love her, you'll buy this tux."
"Max, don't do that, you know I love your daughter."
"Then at least try it on!" Sweets entered the conversation. "What harm can it cause?" Booth gave in to the persuasion. "Ok fine. Hand it over." He took the tux from Max and walked towards the back to choose a tie. Sweets picked out a simple black one. Wendell picked out a black and purple striped tie. Hodgins picked out a brown tie with golden rings on it and Max picked out a black on with semi—transparent silver dolphins. Booth looked at the ties his friends chose and he pointed at Sweets. "Put that down. That's too boring. Wendell, it's purple!"
"What's wrong with purple?" Wendell defended. "What's not wrong with purple? I'm a man! I am not wearing a purple tie to my wedding."
"It's not only purple." Booth shot him dagger eyes and Wendell placed the tie down frightened. Booth then slid over to Hodgins and grasped the tie he chose in his hand. "This is brown, my tux is black. The colors clash. NEXT!"
"Well, thank you Mr. judgmental diva. You're just like Simon Cowell." Booth ignored the comment and held Max's tie gingerly in his hand. "Max, I'm not wearing dolphins." Booth said calmly.
"Tempe's mother loved dolphins." Max smiled warmly in loving memory of his late wife. "Yeah and so does Bones. They're her favorite animal. But I really don't want to wear dolphins."
Max lowered the hand holding the tie and looked directly at Booth the way a father would his son. "Booth, you don't have to wear the tie. This was a hint. Do you get it?" Booth thought about it for a minute and shrugged his shoulders. "Nope. Sorry Max. What's the hint?"
Wendell's eyes beamed and he stated the answer. "He's saying that you should have a part of the one you love in your tie. Max picked dolphins because Brennan loves dolphins. In a way, he's testing you. Pick a tie that somehow is related to Dr. Brennan." All men looked at Wendell with confusion.
"You actually took the time to think about that?" Hodgins inquired.
"Oh THAT'S what you're confused about huh? Not the riddle itself but at me finding it out? That's just LOW Hodgins!" Booth turned back to the ties and saw a simple plain silky, shiny blue tie that he picked it up and smiled at the feel of it. "Bones' eyes are this color." With that, he walked into the fitting room to try on the tux and the tie that reminded him of his girlfriend's eyes. He came out after five minutes of changing. He wore the expensive designer tux with a white button down shirt and the blue tie. The combination came together perfectly, like they were all meant to be bought together and by this specific man. Everyone looked at him dazzled like he was on his way to prom. "This is the one." They all said with smiles imprinted on their faces.
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Brennan, Angela and Cam walked into David's bridal with wide eyes gazing around at the large store that awaits in front of them. Angela immediately ran to the right where the wedding dresses lay. She picked one designed by Oleg Cassini. It was a strapless gown with beaded embroidery at the top ending where by the waist. From the waist down, there were ruffles bending inward at the seams. It flowed down to the floor with a long train trailing behind it. "How CUTE is this? Bren, this is your size, go try it on." She shoved the dress at her friend who took one look at it and squinted. She shoved it back towards Angela. "I don't like it."
"Oh come on! Just at least try it on! Cam agrees with me, right Cam?"
Cam had lost focused and had become preoccupied with her thoughts. "What? OH! Right, right! Yes I totally and fully agree with you Angela." Brennan snatched the dress out of Angela's hands as fast as lightning and headed towards the fitting room to try it on. After a few minutes, she came out turning around for Cam to zip her up. "This looks nice! It looks good on you!" Cam complimented compassionately. "Thank you, Cam but I don't like it."
"Sweetie! It looks fantastic!"
"I don't like it! Let's go find another one before I go nuts! I can't breathe in this damn thing!" Without waiting for another complimentary response from her friends, she dashed for the fitting room to change and relieve herself from lack of oxygen. She came out fully clothed with the dress in one hand hanging it on the rack next to the room's door. They walked back to find a dress that she probably wouldn't like anyway. Cam chose one designed by Galina. It was a white strapless gown with a drop waist and floral beading on the side. Without hearing what Brennan had to say, both of her friends pushed her into the fitting room. Minutes later, she came out of the room wearing the designer dress. Angela sprinted towards her to zip her up. She spun around once and took a look in the mirror. She smiled and turned to her friends. "I like it."
"Looks like I have better taste than you Angela."
"Allow me to finish. It looks nice, the waist is flattering, it's much better than the dress Angela picked out, but I'm not sure it's the one." Brennan stated while walking back into the fitting room to strip out of the dress and into comfortable clothes. She came out and for the third time, the three women walked back to the dresses to look for the perfect one.
Brennan picked one up and stared at it adoringly. It was once again a white strapless dress. It was plain at the top with an ivory sash sewn around the waist. The rest of the dress had more ruffles than anyone could count. It was a sophisticated and elegant dress. Cam and Angela took one good look at it and shoved her toward the fitting room once again to change into her dress. She came out grinning widely. She looked so happy.
"Oh my god! You look beautiful!"
"Thank you, Cam! I think it is an exceptional gown. I love the sash."
"You're getting that right now! Do any adjustments need to be made?" Angela asked rushing to get a response. "No I don't think so." Brennan replied looking down at the dress just to make sure.
"Let me check." Angela walked over to Brennan and tugged at the back of the dress to see if it was tight enough. "Looks good. It's not too long or falling down is it?"
"It's perfect." She left to take off the dress and came out carrying it like an infant. She then called over an assistant and read the code number of the dress, told her the size and her name. As she was about to pull her credit card out, Cam and Angela pushed her out of the way. "We're splitting the cost of the dress." Cam said to the worker. "What do you mean you guys are splitting the cost? It's not your dress!"
"We know Sweetie! It's your dress! Your perfect dress! This is our wedding present to you!"
"Cam, Ange, that's not necessary. Your wedding present to us is attending our nuptials. You don't need to buy my dress."
"Try and stop us." Cam stated simply. The two then gave the worker their credit cards and walked off to the front to swipe them into the machine. "Thank you. This is more than perfect. You guys are the most wonderful and fantastic friends anyone could ever have." Angela and Cam ran over to hug their friend who was now on the verge of tears.
A/N: Thanks for reading! Let me know what you think!