Authors Note: Ok guys, the majority of you have spoken, and a couple of you pointed out that Booth wouldn't call Bones 'Tempe'. Sorry if that threw you off, in my AU version of season six he does, so I'm used to writing it out in my other story. He doesn't call her 'Tempe' in this chapter, only Bones and Bren.

I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as the first.

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Krystle

Booth is the first to wake the next morning, and as the events of the previous night play over in his head, he is instantly smiling. He turns his head to better see the sleeping piece of perfection lying next to him. Everything he's ever wanted has happened in the short span of a month. Brennan was his, and nestled safe inside her womb was his, their baby. He places his hand over Brennan's lower abdomen, still smiling like a fool. She's not showing, and no one will know that she's pregnant if they just look at her, but he knows, and so does she, and right now just the knowledge is enough to send him over the edge of happiness.

Although everything is happening extremely fast, Booth can't help but feel like this is exactly how it was supposed to happen. The way they got together wasn't necessarily the best of circumstances. They lost a member of their team; Vincent was gone. At first Booth blamed himself, but after thinking about the situation, he could have easily tossed the phone to Bones, Angela, Hodgins or Cam. Or he could have answered it. He still feels responsible for Vincent's death, but he thanks God every night that he didn't toss the phone to Bones. He couldn't live with himself he was the cause of her death. Vincent's death he could handle, but he would probably have told Jacob to just kill him since Bones was gone. He can't live without her, and he's known that for a while now.

Shaking the thoughts from his head, he leans in and kisses Brennan on her forehead and continues his venture downward until he reaches her lips. He kisses her softly, not intending on waking her so soon, he just can't get enough of her. She's like a drug to him, she's addicting, and he's never going to lose this feeling. When she begins to participate in the kiss, he places a hand on her cheek.

"Good morning, Bren," he whispers.

She groans at the light peaking in from his bedroom window, and opens her eyes. She instantly smiles at him, "Good morning, Booth."

He lifts up the large FBI shirt, and kisses her stomach, then rests his hand once again on her bare skin. "How'd you guys sleep?"

She smiles at him; she doesn't have the heart to tell him that the baby is still just a zygote, a tiny little ball of cells and hasn't yet developed much beyond its DNA from her and him. "We slept just fine," she answers, and she can see this simple answer has made his eyes light up.

"And here I thought you were going to go off in an explanation about the baby not being developed enough to know that it was asleep," Booth says jokingly, but knowing her all too well.

She laughs nervously, "No-why would I do that?"

"You were thinking about doing that!" he says, teasing her. "You were going to go all 'Biology teacher' on me and explain the development of our baby."

"Okay, I was thinking about it," she admits with a smile, "but I decided against it, because I know you like the answer I gave you."

Booth chuckles, "I know. But I think you're sexy when you talk like a scientist."

"I'm a scientist every day, Booth, I always talk like a scientist," she says, a bit confused at his statement.

"When you use all those big words that I don't understand, and you get clinical when you explain something," he says, leaning in to kiss her, working his way down her neck, "that, Bones is extremely sexy."

She leans her neck to give him better access and smiles, moaning slightly when he reaches the spot behind her ear that drives her insane, "Really?"

"Yeah," he says, "I love that about you."

They walk hand in hand into the hospital and wait for the elevator to open for them to step on. Pushing the button for the floor Angela is on, the doors close and the couple is left alone. Brennan rests her head on Booth's shoulder and he kisses her forehead. "You okay, Bones?"

"Yes," she answers, "just nervous I guess."

"There is nothing to be nervous about. Angela is going to be the happiest person we tell," He assures her, "she's wanted us to get together for the longest time."

"Being together and having a baby are two different things," she says, "I just don't think that I'm ready to answer her questions."

"Then let me answer them," he suggests as the doors open. Taking her hand once again, they step off and walk down the hall to the small hospital room.

Booth knocks on the door and opens it slightly, "Hey Ang."

Angela looks up from her son and smiles, "Hey Studly! Come on in guys." Booth lets Brennan in the room before him and she is instantly by Angela's side.

He smiles as Angela hands the baby over to Brennan, who is instantly lost in the newborn. "How're you doing?" Booth asks, taking the chair next to Angela's bed as a seat.

"I'm doing good, just really sore," Angela answers, and smiles at Brennan. "You're a natural with him, Bren."

Brennan looks up and smiles at her, then turns to Booth and grins. "Should we tell her now?" she asks.

"Tell me what?" Angela asks, looking between the partners.

Booth shrugs, "I don't know, you don't want to wait till she's home?"

"Wait till I'm home for what?"

"I don't think I can keep this a secret," Brennan says.

"Keep what a secret?"

Ignoring Angela once again, Booth says, "You might want to hand me the baby so she won't scare him when she grabs you."

"Why will I scare my son?" Angela asks, as Brennan hands Michael over to Booth.

"Hey buddy," Booth says, cooing down at the baby. "Mommy is about to get really loud, so just ignore her, okay?"

Brennan smiles once more at Booth and turns to face Angela, taking her friends hands in her own. "You know that Booth and I are a couple." At Angela's nod, Brennan takes a deep breath and looks at Booth, when he nods; she smiles once again, and says with a smile, "I'm pregnant."

Both Brennan and Booth watch Angela's reaction. Her eyes grow wide, and the smile that she smiles only when she's truly happy appears on her face. Booth is positive that if she hadn't have given birth the previous night that she would be up and jumping doing what many girls refer to as a 'happy dance'.

"You're pregnant?" Angela asks after a moment, letting the news sink in.

Brennan nods, "Correct. Booth is the father. If my math is correct, and I'm sure that it is, conception was the night we ended up together."

Booth pulls a face, "Gah, Bones, did you have to tell her that?"

Angela holds a hand up to Booth signaling him to be quiet, and pulls Brennan to her, "Sweetie! I'm so thrilled for you! You are going to be a wonderful mother! How long have you known? Is this why you were asking all those questions when you were here last night?"

"Angela, please slow down," Brennan says with a small chuckle. "I found out a couple hours before we went undercover on Dads bowling league. Yes, this is why I was asking the questions about giving birth last night. I was curious, I know you wanted me in the room with you and Hodgins, and I'm sorry that the case took me away from being there for you."

"Sweetie, I don't care about the case anymore. My best friend just told me that she is pregnant, and I couldn't be more thrilled for her," Angela says, and turns to smile at Booth, "and for Booth."

Bones smiles at Angela, "Really?"

Angela smiles, "Absolutely. How far along are you?"

"My doctor said that I was still very early on in the pregnancy, she said that I was around six weeks. It's far too early to tell anyone, but you're my best friend. I had to tell you and I wanted you to be the next to know."

"You're family, Angela," Booth says, smiling as the baby wraps his tiny hand around Booths finger. "We wanted to tell you together."

"Yes, what Booth said," Brennan says, smiling back at her friend.

"Thanks, guys. That means a lot," Angela says, as Hodgins walks in.

"What means a lot, Angie?" Hodgins asks as he leans down and kisses his sons forehead and then sits on the opposite side of the hospital bed.

Angela smiles at Bren, "Are you going to tell him?"

Brennan nods, "Yes," turning to Hodgins she smiles and says, "I'm pregnant, Hodgins."

"Whoa!" Hodgins exclaims. "When did this happen?"

"Approximately six weeks ago," Brennan answers.

"Okay, that's not what I meant, really," Hodgins says. "How? Well, I know how but with whom?"

Angela smiles, "This is like the bullet moment all over again. You have to tell him now, sweetie. It was nice keeping everything to yourself, but now that you're pregnant, you have to tell people."

"Yes," Brennan nods, "I know." She turns back to Hodgins, "Booth and I have been seeing each other for over a month; he is the father."

"WHOA!" Hodgins shouts again, causing the baby in Booths arms to whimper. "How did I not know this?"

"I asked Angela to keep it to herself," Brennan explains. "We wanted to enjoy being together before everyone else put their two pennies in."

"Two cents, Bren."

"Yes, that's what I said," she responds, "Like Booth said earlier, you and Angela are family, and we wanted you both to know before anyone else."

Hodgins smiles at his friend and colleague, then turns to smile at Booth, "Wow. Congratulations guys, I'm happy for you both. You will be a wonderful mom, Dr. B."