Brennan smiled as her father enveloped her in a hug. As soon as Max released her, Russ snatched her into his arms. "Little sister!" He growled, pretending to be a bear as he did with his step-daughters.

"Russ, how are you?" Brennan clutched after her elder brother.

"About as amazing as can be."

"And the girls?" Brennan enquired.

Russ sat down next to Brennan on the couch. Max took the chair across from them.

"The girls are amazing – Hailey and Emma both."

"You've used 'amazing' quite a lot," Brennan observed.

"Well what can I say?" Russ shrugged unapologetically. "Life is good. It just feels great now."

"I hope your happiness lasts," Brennan smiled, knowing that she hadn't felt the full extent of happiness since her parents left. Yet, the exhilarating feeling she was getting from being pregnant and being with Booth, happiness was returning. She was more than content.

"And I hope you get out of your lab coat and have fun." Russ wrapped his arms around Brennan's neck, cradling her like when they were much younger.

"She is getting out of the lab. She and Booth were undercover at my bowling tournament," Max jumped in.

Russ nodded in understanding. "But Dad, it's still work."

"You said out of the lab coat," Max responded.

Russ looked at Temperance and rephrased. "I hope you relax, take some time from work, and have fun."

He looked to his father. Max nodded.

"Still, she is relaxing," Max pressed on.

"How would you know if I was relaxing or not?" Brennan finally broke in, relaxing back into the couch. It was lucky Max had invited both she and Russ here tonight. She would be able to tell them both that she was pregnant. It was a good night for it too, since Booth was telling Hank and Jared.

"Tempe, I was not born yesterday. I saw the way you and Booth were acting at the bowling tournament. I know exactly what's going on."

"You do?" Brennan questioned. She didn't know how her father would be able to tell she was pregnant. She also discovered that she didn't want him to know. She wanted him to be surprised when she announced that she was expecting. Not too surprised though. And she wanted him to be happy for her. Knowing Max, though, he would want to make Booth pay for their mistake.

Strangely, Brennan didn't want to think of her child as a mistake. It was not a planned pregnancy. It was an accident, but she didn't want to think of it that way. Now that she had this child on the way, she was ready to welcome it with open arms. She was ready to offer it all that it needed, give what was necessary to it.

"Yes," Max confirmed. "You and Booth are a couple, aren't you?"

Brennan looked at him blankly for a moment. "Yes, Booth and I are intimate and monogamous."

"Oh, Tempe." Russ hugged her. "I'm so happy you've found someone to love like that."

"Love like what?" Brennan felt very confused.

"Love like I love Amy. Someone who will always be there for you." Russ elaborated. "Someone who will care for you unconditionally."

"There are conditions on everything," Brennan told her brother.

"Not between a father and child," Max exclaimed.

"There are between some – " Brennan retorted. Her phone rang before she could finish her sentence. "Excuse me for a moment."

She stood and retreated to the back room to answer the phone.

"Hello?"

"Well, hello there Temperance."

"Hank!" Brennan exclaimed. She truly did like Booth's grandfather. "How are you?"

The old man chuckled. "I think, my dear, that it is I who should be asking you that question."

"I'm fine, thank-you, Hank."

"And how is my unborn grandchild?" Hank inquired.

"I believe that it would be your great-grandchild." Brennan concluded.

"Oh, hush young lady," Hank stormed good-naturedly. "I already look older than I am. No need for me to feel like it."

"Hank, by all standards, you would be considered a senior citizen. Yet, I believe that you are one of those people whose spirits will remain young. I don't consider you old at all."

"Thank you, my dear. It's nice to know that some people appreciate an old codger like me."

"Are you happy about our announcement?" Brennan asked, needing to be sure.

"Happy? I am ecstatic. This is how it should have been all along, I wager. And I truly hope that you and Booth are together as long as I was with my late wife. And even if you love half as much, your lives will always be happy."

"Oh, Hank." Brennan sighed. "I wouldn't want everything to be happy all the time. For life to be complete there must be some sad times." She remarked wisely.

"How right you are." Hank chuckled. "I hope those sad times are few and far between though."

"I should go," Brennan said quickly. "I'm at my father's house. I was about to tell them the news when you called."

"By all means, I would hate to be the one that kept them from hearing this happy tiding."

"Goodbye Hank," Brennan smiled.

"Wait, Temperance?"

"Yes?"

"We should meet at the diner sometime, me, you and Booth. You should bring your father too," Hank added, after a moment of thought.

"I would really like that," something inside Brennan seemed to tie into place. The world seemed a better place all of a sudden. She didn't know what it was; she blamed it on the hormones. But, if she were Booth, she would know what it was.

Booth would say that her world was finally right, that all sides of her baby's family would be coming together. Everything was finally right.

"Tuesday?" Hank asked.

"Sounds good."

Brennan hung up with Booth SR. She reentered the room where her family was gathered.

"I have something to tell you," she announced strongly.

Both men looked at her.

Out with it, she thought, be the direct person you are. "I'm pregnant. With Booth's baby."

Max's eyes grew wide like saucers.

"Isn't that a little soon?" Russ asked the question on Max's mind. The one his father couldn't wrap his head around.

"It wasn't planned," Brennan said, "but we are going to be keeping the baby."

"Congratulations." Russ said, "but Tempe, are you sure? You're not really the maternal type."

"I have a strong support system. I have all of the assets to take care of a child. And I have wanted a baby for quite a long time. I am sure." Brennan felt like she was being attacked. She had been taking care of herself much longer than either of them had been taking care of her. She knew what was best for her. She knew what she wanted. She knew what she was sure of.

"I really hoped you guys would be happy for me." She gave her shocked father and confused brother a look. "I hope you will be. Dad, Hank would like to meet with you, me and Booth at the Royal Diner on Tuesday. If you don't want to come, I'll try to understand."

Brennan swept out of the room, feeling like crying. Her world, which had seemed so bright and fresh, was broken again. With the shattered pieces of her world around her, Brennan did the only thing she could:

She called Booth.

I'm not sure about this one. Hope you like it. I don't own Bones.

~TLL~