They checked the arrivals board and saw that Booth's flight was due in about ten minutes, so they took a seat. Angela couldn't help noticing how nervous her friend was, but she herself was excited. Finally Brennan and Booth could get together, six years was way too long of a wait.
"Flight 216 from Afghanistan is arriving now," a voice over the loud speaker said.
"You ready sweetie?" Angela asked Brennan.
"Wha-, yes," Brennan answered, seeming distracted.
Then Angela saw Booth walking out with the crowd of people. He was talking to another guy in the same army gear. 'Uh-oh,' she thought to herself when she saw a woman pushing her way from behind the crowd to get to the guys. Quickly, Angela tried to distract Brennan, but that didn't work. To her relief, the woman was soon tugging on the arm of the man Booth was talking to, not Booth's. "Bren, there he is," she said, once there was no longer any possibly threat.
"Booth!" Brennan yelled as she jumped out of her seat to go to him.
"Bones!" he called back equally excited, "What are you doing at the airport?" he grinned.
"Well I heard you got back today…" Brennan explained as they were awkwardly surrounded by the reunions of other couples, who were hugging and kissing their recently arrived loved ones.
"Oh, when'd you get back?" Booth asked curiously.
"Yesterday," she said.
Angela sense their conversation was getting a bit awkward and that now was the perfect time to butt in. "Booth! Welcome back," she said, making her way towards them.
"Hey Angela," he said, "How was your year in Paris?"
"Fantabulous," she said, "You'll never guess…"
"She's pregnant!" Brennan interrupted.
"Really, sweetie? Ruin my surprise again?" Angela said laughing.
"Whoa, that's so great!" Booth said giving Angela a hug.
"Why thanks," Angela said, "And dang, you are a good hugger," she said winking at Brennan. "Well how about I take your things back to the Jeffersonian and you two get that cup of coffee you had planned on."
"Alright," Booth said grinning, "How 'bout it?" he asked Brennan.
"Sounds good," she smiled.
Booth handed Angela his bag, grabbed Brennan's hand, and they walked off. Angela just stood there grinning. 'If something's not going on there…' she thought to herself.