Chapter 5 - Discovery

Brennan blinked and looked at the stick. She examined it with the focus she usually reserved for bones, turning it one way and then the other, trying to outline all the possibilities. She put it down and stared at the ceiling. Wow. She'd only picked the test up to take pregnancy off the table. She knew she'd had some stress lately with Vincent's death and the new order of things so she figured the absence of her period was her body trying to adjust. It never crossed her mind that she might actually get a positive. She washed her hands, opened the bathroom door and walked to her office. Closing the door behind her, she dialed her OB-GYN. She needed to know for sure before she believed it, and blew both of their worlds wide open.

…

Her cell phone rang, interrupting her thoughts as she walked quickly toward the diner to meet Booth and her father. Her appointment was tomorrow, and she was trying hard to focus on the case.

"Angela, are you in labor? Is it time? I can grab a cab and be there in 5 minutes." She answered.

"No, no, nothing has happened unfortunately. What are you up to?" Angela slowly rose from her position on Brennan's couch.

"I'm going to meet Booth and my dad about this murder case. I wish you would go into labor." She knew how ready Angela was to have her body back and meet her child. She'd been anxiously awaiting her due date. The idea that she would have to wait any longer really made Brennan sad.

"Yeah… me and you both."

"The Suni Indians believe that labor could be hastened by silence."

Angela smiled. "Did Hodgins tell you to tell me that?"

"For some reason, I find it difficult to concentrate on anything else." Babies, labor and due dates had been hovering in her mind all morning long. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't get the image of her with a pregnant belly out of her mind.

"Well, it's probably because you're a very good friend."

Brennan sighed. "Yes, probably… I'm here, Ang."

"I know you are, sweetie. That's why I love you."

"Oh…no. I mean I'm at the diner." She said looking through the window at two of the three men her life that would fight for her without a second thought.

"Oh…right." Angela said. Brennan hung up the phone and hurried in.

The undercover idea was a good one. They'd go in as a couple and Booth would enter the tournament on the Thunderbolts team. As they worked out details, Max wouldn't stop looking at the both of them suspiciously. Booth was doing everything he could to deflect but her father was picking up on a vibe they didn't even know they were giving. Their only hope was to continue trying to act like nothing had changed.

…..

"Yep, Dr. Brennan, you are pregnant." Dr. Coolidge said standing in the middle of the examination room, looking at her lab results. "Congratulations."

Brennan shook her head, "Really?"

"There's no doubt. You're due in March."

She coughed nervously, "Wow."

"So this is something you weren't expecting?"

"I think you could say that." She slid off the examination table and stood on her feet.

"I assume you know who the father is."

"Oh definitely. It's just going to be as much of a shock to him as it is to me."

"Well, good luck." Dr. Coolidge said extending her hand. "We'll schedule your follow up appointment for next week."

The door closed behind the doctor and Brennan began getting dressed. She'd get through this case first and then tell Booth. She didn't want to throw him off his game, and this news would definitely need some time to swallow.