A/N:

Hi. There's something I have to be honest about,... when I wrote the story 'Continuation', I had every intention of making it a dream or a very vivid hallucination, but as time passed, I had so much fun writing it, that I kept going with it, but I always considered this to be the true story in my head. So... here I go with this one again, and maybe we could just consider 'continuation', like an alternate scenario. Not a dream. A dream sequence is a total cop out right? It's like getting a second chance to make things right. This is the joy of fiction, one is only limited by one's imagination! Hope this one is as enjoyable for you all.

Thanks for reading.

XXOO

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Booth just stood there smiling, shocked,surprised, but, most importantly, overjoyed. He looked at her and saw the happiness in her eyes. It was not feigned, or forced. There was just a look of love and joy on her face. He desperately wanted to kiss her, and only took a moment to remember that he could now. The years of hiding his feelings were behind them.

He removed his hand from her abdomen, and gently swept her hair back behind her ear and leaned towards her. She did the same. He kissed her until their lips were raw and they were only forced to stop because of the basic human need to breathe.

"Are you sure about this Temperance?" His hand went back to her abdomen. His eyes went back to hers.

"Well, I've taken a home test, actually three of them, and they claim to be very accurate, but I haven't seen a doctor yet. I am very sure that I am pregnant though. I just feel different."

"How do you feel?" He really needed to know.

"I have been a little nauseous the last few mornings... and my sense of smell seems to have been heightened, but it's never been proven if that's a symptom of early pregnancy, though it becomes common by the third trimester."

"That's not exactly what I meant, Bones. I mean are you happy about this?" He wrapped his arm around her shoulders as they made their way back to her car. "How long have you known?"

"I suspected about a week ago. The night you woke up I took the first test. At first I was shocked, and scared. I wasn't sure if this was something that I really wanted, but there's nothing like a healthy dose of reality to make you realize that you want something that you never knew you were missing." She smiled at him and their eyes sparkled at each other.

The conversation continued as she drove them towards the diner. She didn't know about him, but she was starving. She drove quickly and more than once he casually looked over to the speedometer.

"Slow down Bones, they're not going to run out of food you know." She gave him a sideways look that made him hesitate with his next comment before it left his lips. He just smiled to himself. "I mean, I am still recovering from major brain surgery, I don't really need another bump on the head!"

"Booth, I've told you before that I am a very good driver." She smiled at him as she changed lanes, weaving through traffic like a rally car driver. He could no longer watch the road, so he watched her.

"You're very good at everything Bones. You're going to be a wonderful mother... Thank you."

She glanced quickly at him again.

"For what?"

"For letting me be the Father to your child. I'll be there for you both forever. I just want you to know that."

"Booth, it's not like I let it happen, we weren't exactly being careful in those few days we were together."

Her voice cracked when she spoke. A solitary tear ran down her cheek. So many emotions had played themselves out since those days.

He wiped the tear away and reached for her hand. He comforted her, not knowing how she had handled it all in the last month. He knew his grandfather had been there for her. His grandfather who continued to be there for him as well. He couldn't wait to tell the old man about the baby. An interesting thought crossed his mind, and he shared it with the woman driving.

"Are we going to tell people right away, or keep it a secret?"

She glanced at him quickly again, traffic had slowed, and she was getting impatient.

"Traditionally, in a lot of cultures, most women wait until they feel the quickening, so that it is absolutely positive that the fetus is viable before they tell anybody."

"How long does that take?"

"Usually by twenty weeks, the fetus makes it's presence known."

Seeley did the quick math in his head.

"That's like five months. You really think we can keep this to ourselves for five months."

"It's actually only four months; I'm already one month pregnant."

"Still... four months? People are going to notice. You work with some very intelligent people you know. So, are we going to keep this to ourselves or not?"

"Let's keep it to ourselves for as long as we can. You know when the news gets out; everyone is going to know everything what happens, when it happens, so let's just enjoy it for now. Just you and I."

He leaned over to kiss her on the cheek, but she was swerving into another lane again and he missed. She turned her head back towards him and the kiss that was intended for her cheek landed squarely on her lips. They both laughed.

She pulled up outside the diner and they went inside, holding hands. The partners sat in their usual spot, he ordered his usual pie and coffee, she ordered a salad and coffee, but at the last second, something crossed her mind and she switched to decaf coffee. He smiled at her. The next months were going to be interesting.

"So, Booth, I never asked you... how do you feel about being a father again? It is as unexpected for you as it was for me."

He pondered his answer for awhile; he could never tell her that he had hoped for this. He had known her for so long, that he was quite aware of her natural cycles, and when they had finally made love, he had known the time could be right. In the heat of the moment, the question of protection hadn't come up. He hadn't imagined it would only take a few tries, but he thought that having a baby with her would ensure that he would be a part of her life forever. A piece of him would always be with her. He knew she could never know this.

"I'm thrilled Bones. I'm just so happy it's with you this time. This is going to be one very well-loved child."

"I am happy to hear you say that Booth. I know that you are a wonderful father to Parker, and I am hopeful that you will be to this one too."

She could never tell him that she had been considering having a child for months. She had wanted to ask him to donate his DNA, but wasn't sure if he would agree and had not found the right process or opening to approach him with her question. When Jared had died, and they had expressed their feelings physically for the first time, she knew the timing could be right. The question of protection hadn't come up in the heat of the passion, and she didn't think about it again until she woke up feeling funny one morning. Booth's brain surgery and subsequent coma had dominated her thoughts for the weeks after their first nights together. Her discovery of her pregnancy had been shocking. She reassured herself that Booth would always want to be a part of any of his children's lives, and if she were the mother of his child, he would always be a part of her life.

Whether he loved her or not had seemed irrelevant at the time, but now that he had proven that he did, she was starting to feel better about the situation. They were both happy about the baby. Neither one of them would ever reveal their secret to the other.

They had known themselves for so long of their true feelings, but were reluctant to speak them out loud to the other. Neither knew they both felt the same way, until circumstances had forced them to acknowledge the truth. Now, another circumstance cemented their relationship. Likely forever. They were both thrilled.

They smiled at each other from across the table. The waitress who had served them for so many years, noticed the difference in the way they spoke, the way they looked at each other, and wondered if after all this time, these two had finally hooked-up. She feverently hoped so. They seemed so perfect for each other. She loved watching these two, though she didn't know who they were other than them being regular customers at the diner. He was a great tipper, she was less so. She nodded to herself, her suspicions confirmed, when he reached his hand across the table, and she put hers in his. She could see their eyes sparkling from where she stood behind the counter. The waitress thought to herself, damn, another fine one off the market. She smiled at them as she refilled their coffee cups. They didn't seem to be in as much of a hurry today as they sometime were.

Brennan finished her second cup of decaf coffee and looked at Booth. She noticed he was looking tired and a little pale. He still wasn't fully recovered and she felt guilty that she had kept him up so late last night. He didn't seem to mind, but when she asked him if he wanted to go, he immediately said yes, and he took her arm for support as they walked back to the car.

On the way back to her place the conversation was quiet.

"Are you okay Booth? Are you having any regrets?" She would rather know now, than months down the road. Despite all that had transpired, her history of heartbreak had not been expelled from her mind entirely. She would rather not risk having her heart broken this time. Everything was at stake.

"I'm just tired Temperance. I don't ever want you to ask me if I'm having regrets because I never will."

"I thought you say never say never." She looked at him quickly.

"I'm willing to make an exception in this case. I will never leave you or our child. I promised you once before that I would not betray you, and I make that promise to you again right now." She looked at him again and saw the sincerity in his eyes. Her heart melted just a little bit more.

She was confident for the first time in a while that everything was going to be alright. They arrived at her apartment and she noticed how slowly he was moving as they made their way upstairs and to her front door. She helped him to the bed and he lay down gratefully. She lay down beside him and let him hold her close until his breathing was slow and regular, until he had fallen asleep.

She got out of bed, went into the living room and sat down on the couch; her computer on her lap. She took one more look down the hall towards where he was fast asleep in her bed and typed her search request into the search engine.

"Baby names"

She figured it was never too early to start looking and making plans for the arrival of their future progeny. She smiled as she tapped on the keyboard.

Everything was going to work out.

TBC....