One week had passed and Temperance Brennan noticed something, no period! Which could only mean one thing. She grabbed the phone and dialed Angela's number.

"Hello?"

"Angela! I need your help!"

"Sure sweetie what;s wrong?"

"I missed my menstrual cycle."

"Really? That's great!"

"Yes, it is. And since Booth is out of town for an FBI meeting in New York, I wanted to know if you could do me a favor?"

"Of course, what is it?"

"Could you go to the store and buy as many pregnancy tests as you can? I will pay you back once you get here."

"No need sweetie. Take it as my….Booth and Brennan are finally together and making cute little B/B babies present."

Brennan laughed. "Thanks Angela."

"No problem. I'll be there in about an half an hour."

"Okay. Bye."

"Bye."

Brennan couldn't believe it. She was finally pregnant….maybe. And what excited her the most was that it was Booth's baby! The one person she had wanted to father her child for so long. The only thing was that if she found out she was pregnant tonight, Booth wouldn't be home for another week. How could she wait that long to tell him? This was surely not something you tell someone over the phone. She would have to wait patiently, if that was even possible.

20 long minutes later, a knock came upon Brennans door. She took a deep breath and opened the door.

"I bought one of every kind they had."

"Which is how many?"

"8…maybe 9."

Brennan laughed. "I appreciate this Angela, I really do."

"It's no problem. When are you going to tell Booth if you are?"

"Well I contemplated that it shouldn't be done over the phone, so I guess I'm going to have to wait till he gets home."

"Yeah, and we can set up an appointment to make sure you really are."

"Yeah." She took a deep breath. "Ready?"

Angela handed her the bag and pushed her towards the bathroom. Brennan was smart and peed on all of them, rather than waiting 5 minutes for each one. Minutes later, she stepped outside of the bathroom, with a surprised look on her face.

"So?" Angela asked, as Brennan walked out of the bathroom.

"Well you bought 8, the first two were negative. The third was positive. Fourth was negative. And the rest…..were positive!"

Angela squealed and hugged her friend.

"So out of 8, 3 were negative?"

"Yes that is correct."

"So…it must be positive, right?"

"I'm thinking that to be true. I have all the symptoms, extreme tiredness, sore breasts, etc. I'm going to call an obstetrician and set an appointment to find out for sure."

"I'll go with you since Booth's not going to be home for what…a week? I'll go."

"Thanks Angela." she said with a smile.

"You look really happy." Angela said, noticing the smile never leaving her friends face.

"I am. I truly am."

"Good for you sweetie."

"Thanks."

"Now let's go celebrate!" Angela exclaimed.

"What? No. I can't drink anyway, and neither can you."

"So? We'll go to the Founding Fathers, we'll both have water, we'll talk, maybe even dance, and get you home."

"Why Angela?"

"Because. This is something worth celebrating. I'll call Jack, Cam…"

"No. Not Cam. She's still upset about the whole panic attack."

"Okay…."

"How about just me and you? I'll be fine with that."

"Sure. Whatever gets you going I'm fine with it. Grab your purse and lets vamoose!"

At the Founding Fathers, the music was blasting, people were dancing, and Brennan and Angela were seated at the bar….drinking water.

"This isn't as fun as it usually is." Angela confessed.

"That's because theres no alcohol in your blood system."

"Ha-ha very funny Bren."

"Excuse me ladies. Would one of you like to dance?" a tall, muscular, rather attractive guy asked.

Angela held her hand up, proudly showing off her wedding band. "Sorry hot stuff, I'm married."

"That's too bad. How about you?" he asked, motioning to Brennan.

"I'm….."

"She would love to." Angela stepped in for her.

"Excuse me." she told the stranger. "Angela! what the hell do you think your doing? I'm in a relationship with Booth. And I might be carrying his child."

"So? A dance with someone isn't going to hurt."

"Angela. I'm not dancing with that stranger."

"You know I'm standing right here…right?" the man asked.

"Bren, all I'm saying is, have fun. Sitting here drinking water with your pregnant best friend is not exactly fun, I'm sure."

"It would be different if I wasn't dating Booth and possibly pregnant, but I am."

"Fine. Hot stuff, would you like to dance?" Angela asked, since her best friend would'nt.

"Uh…sure."

"I'm going to have fun, with or without you." Angela whispered in Brennan's ear as she stepped out onto the dance floor.

Brennan sighed, and sat patiently by herself.

"Um, would your husband mind if he saw you with me?"

"Not as long as you don't touch me anywhere that would be considered inappropriate. This is just one person showing another person a nice time. Got it?"

"Yes ma'am."

Brennan watched from a distance. How could Angela just do that? She;s married and pregnant afterall. What would Hodgins do if he walked through those doors right now? But over the years, she learned there was no fighting with Angela, because you're always gonna lose.

"Excuse ma'am." another man said.

Brennan sighed and turned her head.

"I see you in here a lot, but you're always with another guy, so I never approach you."

"Well that's because that other guy is my boyfriend."

"Oh, so I'm guessing you're still dating him?"

"Yes. We've only been dating for over a week though. We've been partners and friends for almost 7 years."

"Oh. That's too bad. I'm Eric."

"Temperance." she said, shaking his hand.

"Temperance? As in Temperance Brennan?"

"Yes. That is correct."

"Very nice to meet you. I am a huge fan of your books. I had no idea that you were…wow."

She laughed. "Thank you."

"So why are you here by yourself? You and that guy have a fight?"

"No he's out of town and I'm here with my friend celebrating."

"Celebrating that he's out of town?"

She laughed. "No! Of course not. I might be pregnant. There's a pretty good chance I am. Though it's weird that I'm saying that, I don't usually rely on chance, but I had 5 out of 8 say that I was pregnant, so who knows."

"Wow. Congratulations. I'm guessing it's the other guy's?"

She laughed. "The other guys name is Booth, yes."

"Okay. Well that's great. I can tell you two are very happy."

"We are, thank you. So tell me about yourself Eric."

"Well, I'm 31 years old. I live right here in Washington, D.C. I'm a veterinarian. I love animals and to travel."

"Wow. That is a very adept bio."

He laughed. "Glad you think so Ms. Brennan."

"Please, call me Temperance."

"You know, its too bad your taken. I would love to go on a date with you sometime."

"Yeah, it is too bad. You seem like a very date-worthy man."

"Oh I am babe, you can count on that."

"Brennan! Who's your friend?" Angela asked, approaching the bar.

"This is Eric. Eric this is my friend Angela."

"Nice to meet you." she said, shaking his hand.

"Likewise."

"Would you like to go sweetie, you seem kinda bored?"

"Actually Angela, I'm enjoying Eric's company immensely."

"But sweetie, I'm ready to go." she said, pointing her head towards the guy she was just dancing with. "Please?" she begged.

"Fine Angela. I'm sorry Eric, but it was nice meeting you."

"Nice meeting you too." he said, flirtingly.

"She's happily in a commited relationship and pregnant." Angela told him, warningly.

"He knows that Angela. We were just talking."

"Let's go. Goodbye….."

"Eric."

"Eric, right."

Angela practically pushed Brennan out the door.

"What the hell was that?" Angela exclaimed.

"I could ask you the same thing!"

"Why the hell were you flirting with him when you're with Booth?"

"Booth isn't here Angela. And I was not flirting! Didn't you want me to talk to someone and have a good time?"

"Yes but you never flirt! That's why I didn't see the bad in you dancing and talking with someone."

"I was not flirting Angela! I was being polite."

"No, you were leading him on. I heard some of your conversation. Tell me about yourself Eric, please call me Temperance, it's too bad I'm taken, you seem like a very date worthy man!" she said, imitating her friend's voice.

"I never said that! I said he was date worthy because he was very nice and had a lot to offer, but I never said I wished I wasn't single."

"Basically, that's what you were saying."

"And what about you? You called a guy hot stuff and went and danced with him."

"Oh please, I didn't even touch him. I did it so you would feel guilty and talk to someone."

"And when I did you want to yell at me because of it?"

"No! I thought you were going to talk and bore someone to death with all your scientific talk, and what do you do? You flirt with him!"

"Whatever Angela! Don't put all the blame on me. You're the one that wanted to come out tonight."

"Oh so now you're blaming me?"

"Yes that is exactly what I'm doing. No wonder I'm the genius."

"You know what Brennan, I'm tired of this. How are we even friends? We have nothing in common. We're two completely different people. I'm done."

Angela started walking away.

"Angela. Angela wait!" she pleaded, chasing after her. "Angela! I'm sorry okay. Let's just….put this behind us. Please?"

"Why should I?"

"Because I don't want to lose my best friend. The last time we fought, I was so miserable it wasn't even funny. I had no one to talk to about things. I can't lose you Ange. Please. Forgive me."

Angela sighed. "You were really miserable?"

"Yes. Ask Booth or Sweets."

Angela smiled. "I'm sorry sweetie. I over reacted."

"I'm sorry too. Isn't that funny that I haven't flirted with someone the whole time I was single, but once I become unavailable, then I feel the need to flirt?"

Angela laughed. "So you do admit you were flirting!"

"I'm sorry Angela. I'm just not used to being 'off the wagon.' My whole life I have never been in a commited relationship. I could always talk intellectually to one man and then have sex with the over. I could flirt any time I wanted. This is just...new to me. Please, don't tell Booth. I promise for now on, I am going to have to get used to the fact that I am no longer able to be how I used to be. I am a one man woman. I only talk to one man and have sex with one man."

Angela laughed. "Good. And it's fine sweetie. No one has to know. Let's forget about this, go home, have a sleepover maybe?"

"I would like that." she said, as they hugged.

"I hate when we fight." Brennan admitted.

"Me too. Especially now. It's not good for the babies."

"You're right. It's not."

"Lets get going. I'm starving."

"Me too."

I'm sorry if this chapter's too OOC. But after watching every single episode, I noticed how Brennan could be some what of a whore. I mean that in the greatest respect though. She would talk to any guy, flirt, have sex, and use some people. I just wanted to show that in this chapter. I'm sorry if anyone thought it was very non-Brennan like and disagree with me but it's my opinion.

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