Trinitystargazer3 asked me if you could get the baby's weight and lenght. It was so touching. All the reviews I got to OB were, in fact. I just couldn't get that simple request out of my mind and though I never intended to write a follow-up to that one shot, being busy with the final part of Castle's alphabet and with my job (not a piece of cake right now), I started thinking about a possible and not too ordinary development of the story. So I came out with this. I hope you'll like it just as much as I did writing it. Totally AU, you'll understand how far ahead in the future. Enjoy the reading.

A/N: I do not own any of these characters but I truly hope Hart Hanson will come up with something special about the birth of B&B's daughter.

OB part 2

Booth gently pushed the door open and stepped toward the bed. He sat down and watched in awe the body sprawled below him. The long wavy auburn hair were scattered all over covering the face and part of the pillow. He reached out and softly pulled some of the locks back to reveal the creamy skin and the perfect features of his daughter.

He lowered and whispered in her ear "Good morning little princess, time to get up." Then he placed his lips on her cheek in a tender kiss.

The baby moaned and stretched out turning on her back. She opened her still sleepy eyes and her expression brightened up. "'morning daddy." Like every morning she reached out and invited him to take her in his strong arms. That was something he had got used to and cuddling her was the best thing he could do to start his day, after doing the same to his partner of course.

He squeezed her gently till the child protested vehemently chuckling in his embrace "Hey Daddy I'm a girl you know, you are not supposed to crash me. Don't you always say that little girls are the most delicate flowers in the universe?"

"Indeed they are."

"Still dad, the universe is quite large and I don't think girls can be found everywhere… mum says that life could exist on other planets too but they're too far for us to see that…"

Booth had always known Brennan to be an extraordinary human being, not just a genius, not just one of the best forensic anthropologist in the world, not just one of the most successful writers on the planet. She was simply one of those women you had to admire like you admire a masterpiece. A one in a lifetime work of art. And he had always known that whenever she decided to become a mother she would give birth to a very special offspring. And there it was right in his arms. A perfect copy of her, with those incredibly light blue eyes that could pierce the darkest night, that smart look on her face always eager to learn more and a heart as big and as strong as his. He was so proud of the little miracle they had performed that he couldn't understand, after all these years, how God had allowed them to experience such happiness in life.

"Another kiss daddy?"

"Sure." he replied placing his lips on both of her cheeks. "Let's make it two. Now get ready and come downstairs, mummy is waiting for you."

"Okay."

B&B

Booth opened the door of his SUV and let her daughter climb on the back seat then he sat next to her.

"Aren't you driving dad?" asked the child.

"I am but there is a story I'd like to tell you first."

"Oh I love stories, shall we call mummy so she can hear it too?"

"She knows this story so well Chrissy. You don't mind your daddy telling it, do you?"

"Not at all, you're so funny when you tell me your stories. Parker says you used to tell him some creepy ones too when it was bed time."

"Oh yeah, you know boys... they like creepy stuff. But you're a beautiful princess and I have a wonderful story for you. Ready?"

I am daddy but I still don't understand why we're in your SUV... wasn't our living-room comfy enough?"

"You'll understand, honey. You know how much we love this car, right?" he inquired taking her on his lap.

"I do, mummy always touches this seat when she makes me attach the safety belt. She's funny too, why should she caress a seat?"

"Because it has a special meaning to her and to me too."

The child looked at him with questioning eyes unable to get why her parents would place so much value on their car. From what she had gathered people changed cars quite often, most of the times just for the fancy of it. But not her parents, Parker had always told her that the SUV had always belonged to their family and that he had no memory of his father ever possessing a different car.

"Dad? You're dreaming?" The little girl asked gently pulling her father's forearm.

"No, sweetheart. I was just recalling all the time your mummy and I have spent in this car."

"That's why you love it so much?"

"That and another special event in our life. Right here... where we are now Christine... you were born ...six years ago."

"Oh … she said her eyes opening wide in amazement - I thought babies were born in hospitals."

"Most of the times they do. But not you. If I close my eyes I can see your mummy's huge belly bump, it was so funny, you kicked and swirled all the time that day..."

"You're being silly daddy, how could I swirl inside mummy's belly, there's no sufficient room for it!" And she giggled at the thought.

Booth gave her a huge smile. "She used to say you would become a dancer one day."

"A dancer? Oh really? I will never be a dancer dad." she exclaimed truthfully.

"And what would you rather be?"

"You know when mum takes me to the lab?"

He nodded.

"I think what mum does is awesome" – when she spoke like that he could almost see Parker say the exact words and his eyes started to fill – "but I like best what Auntie Angela and Uncle Jack do. Do you think mummy would be too upset if I told her?"

Booth had to suffocate the outburst of laughter that he felt coming but quickly pulled himself together "Can you keep a secret, Chris?"

"Yes dad."

"Ok then, cross your heart. This will be our little secret. You will tell her about that when you're older, say when you go to High School? So you want to be a squint!" He exclaimed smiling at her.

Somehow he had always known that but a bug girl? Really? Bones would most certainly freak out... he just couldn't wait to see her face...

"I don't know what that means Dad? Is it a bad thing?"

Booth smiled and kissed her on the forehead. "Certainly not, that's what Mummy and her colleagues do. It's good."

"So Daddy let me understand... I was born here... how was that?" She snapped in.

Booth swallowed hard and thought about what he and Bones had gone through that day. Of course he wouldn't have to tell her all the details but still, knowing his daughter he knew damn well she would definitely ask him a lot of questions.

"So... that day we were driving in this car... quite far from home... when the water broke... you know what that is?"

"Yeah, I've seen pictures... it's that miotic stuff."

Booth chuckled thinking she wasn't his daughter for nothing.

"Right. We were too far from a hospital so we had to stop and I called Aunt Angela. Told her to call for help." Then I was left alone with your Mummy. She lay right here on this seat." As he said so he gently caressed the leather like she used to and smiled.

"Do mums suffer when a baby is born?" She asked concerned.

"I guess they do. But you can be proud of your mum, she was so brave..."

"You were too dad?"

"I was. I want to show you something." He reached out toward the driver's seat ant grabbed a folder. He opened it and took three sheets of paper for her to look at.

"Here." he said handing her the first one. It was from the Medical Emergency Unit. A certificate given to him to honor his performance on such an extraordinary occasion.

"Wow Dad. So you were Mummy's doctor!" she said brightening up.

"And this is your First flight certificate. On a helicopter! How cool is that?"

"Awesome!" she replied looking at her name printed on the document.

"And this is your birth certificate. Here you can find all the data concerning your birth. See? The date, the hour... your length and weight..."

"Was I big? Because Auntie Ange always says I'm a big girl compared to Michael."

"You were. See here? 9.5 pounds and 21.5 inches. Impressive."

He let his mind wander to the moment he was holding her for the first time, the blood running wild in his veins, his eyes sparkling with joy. He had been denied that joy with his son and he had always thought that to be the best compensation he could have ever asked for.

"You're crying?"

He nodded.

"Parker says brave men cry, is that so dad?"

"It is. A brave man is never ashamed of his tears."

"Is Mummy brave too though she is a girl?"

"She truly is."

"And she cries too?"

"She does and I bet she is crying right now."

"How can you tell daddy? Are you a genius too?"

"I am not but..." he took her daughters' chin and made her turn round. Bones hadn't flinched from where she stood behind the window. He knew she had been there all the time.

"I see... can I be brave too?"

"Of course my love." at his words the child reached out and wiped her father's eyes with her little fingers gathering his tears and placing them on her eyes.

"See? I'm crying too."

Booth felt his heart explode in his chest and the only thing he could do was hold his daughter tight and let the tears fall freely down his cheeks. "Thank you My Lord." he said.

He had always been certain that miracles could happen and now he was holding the greatest he had ever witnessed in his arms. He looked over toward Bones wishing she was right there with him, now. He kept eye contact with her unable to break the spell of the moment, desperately trying to make it last as long as he could. "I love you." he said hoping she would see him say so.

"Dad? I love you too but you are going to ruin my uniform if you keep squeezing me like this!"

"Never ever would I do that. Big day today – he said solemnly – are you ready for your first day at school?"

"Sure Dad."

A/N: If you liked this please find a few minutes to leave your comment. Writing is fun but it sure is hard work and I put a lot of myself into this. If you didn't like it leave your review just as well, a good critique is always constructive. Thanks.