Sorry it's taken so long for chapter 4. The idea's were there but I had to make myself sit and write! Thank you if you have reviewed or alerted my story :) So I've been hearing some juicy Bones spoilers lately for season 7 which really inspired me to get typing and needless to say, I can't wait for November! Since the season 7 premiere will see Brennan heading into her third trimester, we won't get to see any rections from any characters unless the writers surprise us with some flashbacks so that's what I'll try to focus on in my next few chapters amongst other things. Anyhow, I hope you enjoy. Any idea's, constructive critisism, PRAISE, is welcome! :-D I apologise in advance if there are any spelling mistakes I've missed.

Jack Hodgins rushed up the steps to Dr. Brennan and Agent Booth, quickly swiping his key card as he went, unapologetically interrupting their conversation. "I just finished analysing the particulates I took from our victim's hair". Brennan and Booth both turned to look at the animated Entomologist who was practically bouncing up and down like a small child running into the playground eager to tell his mommy and daddy his exciting news. Cam followed him up onto the platform in her usual forbearing manner.

"What is it Hodgins"?

"Something pretty interesting", he smirked.

"So…what did you find"? Asked Brennan genuinely interested whilst Booth leered and prepared to be bored by the scientific explanation he knew was headed his way.

"Besides various mineral particulates…" Hodgins caught Booths exasperated sigh. "That's dirt Booth. Anyway, I also found blood, no surprises there, and ethyl acetate".

"Huh", was all that escaped Cam's lips.

"What the hell is Ethyl Acetate"? Asked Booth.

"That's its trade name, systematically known as ethlyethanoate. It's manufactured on a large scale for use as a solvent but in our case this organic compound came from wine; more specifically a mature burgundy wine".

"Why would the victim have wine in her hair"? Cam gave Hodgins a puzzled look. Booth's ears pricked up and Brennan seemed to be having the same realisation.

"Naomi Johnson's parents have a wine cellar in their basement", said Booth looking satisfied with what he'd added to the conversation.

"You should get a warrant", Brennan said matter-of-factly.

Booth grinned reaching for his cell and punching in Caroline's number. "Already on it Bones".

After producing a search warrant and struggling past the outraged Mr and Mrs Johnson, Booth now stood in their basement, which had been transformed into a wine cellar, waiting for Bones to show and do her thing. He wasn't quite sure what he was looking for but he was sure the squints would find something incriminating, or at least he hoped they would. Something told him that the victim's parents knew much more than they were letting on. He could feel it in his gut and as he always told Bones, he never went against his gut feelings. After several minutes Bones made her way down to the cellar in her usual forensics suit and latex gloves but he noticed that her skin had a faint greyish tinge and assumed she'd had another bout of morning sickness. He felt sorry for her having to work and conceal her pregnancy symptoms but he also found it strangely reassuring because it reminded him that she was just human after all and conveyed her vulnerability in a way that made him feel overwhelmingly protective toward her, especially now that she was carrying his child. Whilst several other forensic investigators dusted over the cellar, Bones sprayed luminol to search for trace amounts of blood and in the end, found several large spots on the floor in the far right corner of the room and on the wine cellars cooling system which was now suspiciously broken. He ordered the large square cooling system to be taken back to the Jeffersonian with Bones and took great delight in arresting Naomi's parents who protested all the way to the FBI Building to be questioned again. As well as questioning Mr and Mrs Johnson he also interview her twin's mother and father who had flown in as well as the birth mother who had driven from Maryland and was devastated but Booth couldn't detect anything off about her and so for now he did his best to play good cop and console her.

"I swear Agent Booth, we have no idea how that blood got there". Mr Johnson raged.

"Maybe it happened when we weren't home"? Mrs Johnson offered, but Booth was in no mood to play games with people who were clearly lying to him.

"We can sit here all day and you can tell me one lie after another but it won't change anything. You're hiding something and I want to know what it is"!

It had been three hours since Brennan had set Hodgins to work on the cooling system and after some paperwork and some more time spent examining the remains for more clues, she went to sit down in her office. She had never felt worse. Her stomach was unsettled and her head spun but she pretended to work at her computer in case anyone walked into her office but she had a blank screen facing her and instead pulled out her secret stash of salted crackers and took a small sip of her bottled water. Just as she began to relax, her phone rang and she picked up immediately. "Doctor Temperance Brennan".

"Hello, Doctor Brennan. This is Helen; I'm calling to confirm your 4pm appointment tomorrow with Doctor Gates for your first ultrasound".

"Yes, thank you. I'll be there".

"Okay, have a nice day". The cheery sounding voice on the other end gave way to a dial tone and Brennan set down her phone. I nervous energy mixed with excitement formed in her gut in anticipation for tomorrow when she and Booth would hear their baby's heart beat for the very first time. More than ever, she wanted this case to over so she could sleep through a night and find some time to be excited about her baby. After Booth had interviewed Naomi's Johnson's parents for a third time as well as Hayley's parents and the twins' Birth mother, he had called to tell her that he had a confession from Mr and Mrs Johnson and she had told him that the blood from the cooling system belonged Naomi. He said they desperately needed to find Naomi to get the rest of the story and make sure she wasn't hurt before he made an official arrest. He was currently running her face through traffic camera's in Washington and said he would call when they got a match. In the meantime he had told her to sit tight and try to eat something. She was bored though and decided to call Angela and see how she was doing with baby Michael. The new Mom answered on the third ring and sounded relieved to hear the voice of another adult instead of the screams of a small infant.

"Hey sweetie. Are you and Booth making headway on the case"?

"We're getting there. How is it being a stay at home Mom"?
"You mean in between coming to work to do sketches and answering calls from Hodgins every half hour"? She pretended to sound irritated but wasn't very convincing when she had to stifle a small giggle. "It's sweet but seriously, Michael has been up screaming all night and all morning with ear ache and if Jack wakes him up one more time, I won't be responsible for my actions"!

"Should you take him to a doctor", Brennan asked sounding concerned and her best friend was touched.

"We called the paediatrician; she gave us a prescription and said we could bring him in if it doesn't get any better by tomorrow. Are you ok sweetie? You sound a little off".

"Actually, Ange… I-"

"Bones come on, get your jacket"! Booth flew into her office and grabbed it for her before she had a chance to move.

"Angela, I'll talk to you later", Brennan put down the phone and rose from out of her chair at which point her floor was scattered with stray crumbs from her salted crackers.

"Missing Person's got a match on Naomi Johnson. She was seen heading into a young women's shelter downtown".

Brennan and Booth exited his car at the homeless shelter for young women and looked at each other with the same expression of distaste on their faces. It was a grungy looking grey building covered in graffiti from the outside with a couple of young mothers stood huddled together blowing cigarette smoke directly at their children, seemingly unaware that it was in any way wrong. Brennan moved towards the two mothers that were barely out of their teens. "That's very unhealthy for your children. If you insist on smoking you should really do it away from them".

"Excuse me, bitch"? The one holding a dirty looking brown haired toddler turned in Brennan's direction and pulled a hand through her shaggy blonde hair.

"Come on Bones", Booth put a protective hand on the small of her back and ushered her inside. He could tell she wanted to say more but she turned and walked with him inside anyway.

"Can I help you"? A middle aged woman with greying hair approached them wearing an apron as though she had been serving food.

"Special Agent Seeley Booth with the F.B.I. ma'am. We're looking for this girl. Have you seen her"?

She said nothing but instead moved aside and cocked her head in the direction of a set of old wooden tables where a group of women sat eating. He instantly spotted Naomi. She sat by herself with her head down and her hand protectively wrapped around a small polystyrene cup. Her golden blonde curls were a tangled mess and her jeans, purple hoody and converse sneakers looked filthy but aside from some bruising on her face, she was ok and he breathed a sigh of relief. As though she could feel his eyes on her, she abruptly lifted her head and he saw fear in her eyes. She knocked over her coffee in her haste to leave the table and she began to run into a crowd of other young women that were sat reading or entertaining their babies and toddlers at the far side of the room.

He went to go after her but Brennan's arm gently stopped him. "Let me Booth, she's scared".

Half an hour later, Booth and Brennan sat across from Naomi Johnson in the interview room at the F.B.I Building.

"Your parents confessed to killing your sister, Naomi. Can you tell us what happened"?

Tears welled in her eyes and she squeezed them shut and took in a deep breath before quickly swiping at them with her dirty sleeve. "They found out about Hayley when she came here to stay with me. I thought they'd be okay with it but they were so mad. They started arguing and tried to get Hayley to leave but I wouldn't let them. She was my sister. They didn't understand, she was my sister"! The teenager began to raise her voice and let out a cry before composing herself again. "They found an acceptance letter to a college in North Carolina and they said they weren't going to lose me. I told them that Hayley and I found our real Mom and that I'd been to see her whilst they were away, my Dad hit me. That's when Hayley, she just… she lost it. She went at him but he was stronger and he pushed her. She hit her head and she was bleeding. She said she was going to the police and I think he panicked or something", Naomi began to cry whilst seemingly reliving the trauma in her head. "My Mom was screaming for him to do something. When Hayley got up to leave, he pushed her down the stairs to the basement. I followed him and so did my Mom but it all happened so fast. Hayley was on the floor and she was screaming and my mom was shouting for her to 'shut up', that's what she kept saying 'just shut up'. That's when my Dad, he…he was on top of her and he was strangling her I tried to stop him but he threw me off of him and I hit my head on the cooling system. She was kicking and trying to get away but he was too strong", she began to cry again. "Then my Mom, she stabbed her, the blood, it was everywhere. I was crying and screaming, I didn't know what to do. When she stopped struggling, I knew she was dead, so I ran. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry". Brennan reached for her hand across the table and held it in her own.

"It wasn't your fault Naomi".

Brennan sat at the desk in her office finishing up her paperwork and Booth sat on her sofa. "I let Hayley Lawrence's parents know that they can take her body back to North Carolina. They said 'thank you'. What's to be thankful for"?

"Well Bones, now they can give their daughter a proper burial and her murderers are behind bars. They're grateful".

"But their child is dead Booth. They couldn't protect their child and now she's gone", she searched his face for understanding and found it instantly.

Booth rose from the sofa and sat in the chair at the other side of her desk. He took her hand in his own and gave her a gentle smile. "Our child will be okay Bones. I promise. I'd die before I let anything happen to you or our baby. Our child will be protected".

"I believe you Booth".

"Let's go home Bones".

She smiled and rose from her desks as he reached for her jacket and held it open for her to slip her arms into. "Your place or mine"?

He gave her a knowing smirk. "Definitely mine".

It was 3.55pm the next day and Brennan sat in the waiting room to Doctor Gates' office and adjoining exam room. She studied the flyers stuck to the notice board on the lemon coloured wall facing her. One was about water births and the other was advertising a Lamaze class nearby. She was about to check her watch again but stopped when Booth appeared with an unreadable expression on his face and took the seat next to her. "Sorry I'm a little late Bones".

"How did it go"? She asked tentatively. "Are we still partners"? Booth had met with Cullen earlier that afternoon to inform him of their new relationship status and that they were having a baby. Something they had both been dreading. She hoped with all she had that the answer was yes because she hadn't planned for the alternative.

"We're still partners Bones", he smiled and she let out a breath she didn't even realise she'd been holding. "But we have to see Sweets", he quickly muttered and then looked in the opposite direction pretending to study the flyer on water births.

"Booth"!

"I know Bones. I'm not too thrilled but it's better than the alternative, right"?

"Right". She conceded. With that he took her hand and they both smiled, as if they had just remembered they were about to hear their baby's heartbeat for the very first time.

"Brennan"? Both their heads shot up at the sound of an all too familiar voice.

"Booth? What are you doing here"? Angela and Jack stood before them, with Jack holding Michael in his black and lime green baby carrier. "How did you know we were here"?

"We didn't", said Brennan looking to Booth but he was blushing and didn't couldn't seem to look at either Jack or Angela directly. What are you doing here"?

"Michael had to see the Doctor about his earaches. I don't get it, if you didn't know, then why are you here"? Asked Angela, turning to Jack who looked equally as flummoxed.

Both Booth and Brennan began stuttering but at that exact moment Helen, the secretary, made her way over to them. "Doctor Brennan, I'll show you to the exam room for your ultrasound now and Doctor Gates will be with you shortly". She smiled pleasantly and then motioned for them to follow her.

All four adults stood silent for what seemed like an age before Helen turned to ask if everything was alright.

"Absolutely, we'll be right with you", said Booth in a voice that sounded strangely abstract. He took Brennan's hand and began leading her away from the astonished Angela and Jack who were still trying to take in the situation that was before them.

"We'll see you tomorrow", Brennan smiled faintly before turning her back on her friends and following Helen into the examination room.

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