She was eight months along and had a little more than a month to go before little Lucy was to be born. Booth had moved into her apartment soon after they talked about doing it. As they laid in their bed, in their apartment, Bones felt fearful of everything that was happening. Her swollen belly, protruding from her tank top and pajama pants, hit Booth's hip as he had his arm around her and she had her arm on his chest.

"Booth," she breathed out so quietly he almost couldn't hear her, "I'm scared."

He looked down at her as she looked up to meet his eyes. "What are you scared of?" he asked, deeply concerned for her well being.

She struggled to reveal her deepest fears of the last few months to him. She struggled admitting she even had fears to herself. She closed her eyes, fighting back the single tear that was attempting to break the barrier of her eyelid. That didn't help, because the tear streaked her face, resting in the corner of her mouth.

"Bones, what's wrong, sweetie?"

"Please don't call me sweetie." she managed to croak out.

"Please tell me, Bones. I know you don't like to reveal your feelings that often, if ever. You can trust me though. I would never hurt you."

"Booth, I'm scared. I'm scared that I will be a terrible mother. I'm scared that once the baby is born, you will realize I don't deserve you or that you won't want either of us. I'm afraid of being abandoned. I couldn't take having that happen to me again. I just couldn't take it." she stopped as more tears started to roll down her cheeks. "Booth, I have never loved anyone like I love you. Losing you would be like losing my parents all over again."

"Bones," he said wrapping his free arm around her and drawing her in close, kissing her forehead, "I will never abandon you. You have to know that. My love for you is everlasting. I would move mountains to do anything for you…"

"That's not…"

"It's a metaphor." Booth interrupted her. "Never doubt that my love is eternal. I'm sorry, but it will take more than an army for me to ever leave your side."

"I don't know what that means…" she sniffled, rubbing a tear away from under her eye. "But I'll accept that you love me and that's all that should matter."

Booth smiled, wrapping his arms around her tighter as he rested his head on top of hers, taking in the scent of her floral scented shampoo.

A/N: Sorry it's so short, I just needed to make an update so y'all didn't think I abandoned the story.