Authors Note: Hey all, I wanted to get this posted before I went to bed. I hope you enjoy it! Just so you know, my friend Kristi aka vrukalakos, deserves all the credit for the Cam parts. As much as I love Cam on the show...yeah, that's how much I suck at writing her.

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Krystle

"You don't think Sweets is going to go all psychological on us when we tell him we are having a baby do you?" Booth asks.

Brennan shrugs as they approach the office of Lance Sweets, who now they would consider a 'friend' with friend being a loose term. Brennan cannot and never will understand the soft science of psychology. But, she respects what Sweets has to say most of the time so she lets it slide…unless he is wrong. Then she lets him know it.

Knocking on the door, Booth walks in, followed by Brennan, "Hey, kid, got a sec?"

"Doctor Brennan, Agent Booth please take a seat," Sweets gestures to the pair before he eases into his own chair across from the two. "I wasn't expecting to see either of you today. Is everything alright?"

"Everything is fine Sweets. We just wanted to stop in and say hello."

Sweets brow crinkles in confusion. "One does not just stop in to say hello, least of all you or Doctor Brennan. Are you certain that everything is all right?"

Brennan looks over at Booth, both wearing identical smiles on their faces and Sweets frowns, "You're both smiling. You're never both smiling. Am I missing something here? The world isn't about to end is it?"

"Actually, Booth and I have an announcement." Brennan looks at him when he gently grabs her hand, "I'm pregnant."

Sweets' lets off a laugh before he face goes serious, "Oh. You're serious." He links his fingers together as he watches the pair, leaning back against his chair. "Well this is unexpected. Am I assuming correctly then that you and Booth resumed discussion of the insemination from a couple years ago? And then," he swallows nervously, "umm, went through with the process."

"No Sweets-" Brennan says with a smile.

"Oh thank god," he says, letting out a breath of relief.

"We're dating," Booth informs him, a victorious smile appearing on his face at Sweets' reaction.

"Oh." Sweets looks a bit stunned at first as he watches the pair carefully. "May I ask when this started?"

Brennan's eyes grow distant and her voice drops slightly, "the night that Mr. Nigel-Murray died."

"I see." Sweets leans back in his chair, "The trauma of losing one of our own-"

"It was nothing like that," Booth butts in cutting off Sweets' train of thought. "Broadsky was after our team. I told Bones she was staying with me in case he came after her. We realized we were ready to progress beyond partners."

"I was the one who initiated everything," Brennan says, "Booth wanted to wait, but I told him that I was certain that I was ready. That I wouldn't run away from him. I find that my feelings for him are much stronger than I realized."

"This is a start. My concern is for you Booth." Sweets looks at the male agent. "I know you were suffering from wounds from Hannah's rejection. Is there still any residual emotions surrounding that? How did you feel about Dr. Brennan's..." Sweets pauses, trying to find the right words. "About that night?"

Booth looks over at Brennan, holding her hand a little tighter. He knew Sweets would shrink their heads; they might as well get this over with. "What Hannah and I had…it was good while it lasted. I think I was trying to convince myself that I could be happy with someone else, and in a sense I was. Hannah was great, but everything about her was wrong."

"What do you mean by that?" Sweets asks.

Booth smiles at Brennan, and even though he's talking to Sweets, he keeps looking at the woman beside him. "Her hair was blonde, not auburn, her eyes were the wrong shade of blue, and she laughed at all of my jokes instead of trying to explain how illogical they were. Her relationship with Parker was always forced, instead of natural. She never, ever looked at me the way Bones does." Still looking at Brennan he says, "I do not regret that night. I never will. The time we took after Hannah left, was exactly what we needed. I wanted her to be sure that she wanted this; wanted me. I don't want to change her; I want her the way she is, nothing more, nothing less. I want all of her."

Sweets smiles at the two while nodding his head, "I think you two are finally on the same page with each other. Of course, it has taken you this long to get there and my thesis went out the window but still held true in the end..."

"Really?" the partners ask in unison.

Sweets stops and gives a small smile, "Although I do have to ask one more question. Dr. Brennan, are you ready for this? What motherhood entails?"

Brennan smiles, "I believe that I am ready for anything as long as I have Booth by my side, Dr. Sweets."

Clapping his hands together and rubbing them, "well I guess all I can really say is congratulations." Rising up from his seat, he congratulates the pair as they raise giving Brennan a hug and Booth a hand shake.

"Do us a favor, Dr. Sweets," Brennan asks.

He nods, "Sure, anything."

"Don't let the FBI split us up," she says, tears forming in her eyes. Before the pregnancy, she was always able to keep her emotions on lock down, but with all her hormones on high alert, its proving to be rather difficult. "I don't want to work with anyone else, and if we end up being separated then I will sever all ties between the Jeffersonian and the FBI."

Sweets nods, "I will do everything in my power to keep you both together. Be advised that the agency will more than likely want to continue these sessions."

Brennan looks at Booth and smiles, "Then I guess we will have to accept that."

-BONES—

The following day, Brennan is sitting in her office when Booth comes in, "Got a case Bones, grab Cam and lets go."

"Are you sure?" Brennan asks. This is the first case they've worked since she told him about the pregnancy. "I figured you wouldn't want me in the field. Not that I'm objecting-"

"Bones, do you wanna go or not?" Booth asks, he doesn't want her in any danger of course, but apparently this body was unidentifiable and need her keen eye.

She stands from her desk quickly, perhaps too quickly for her stomach, and before she knows it, Booth is instantly at her side. "You okay?"

Brennan nods, collecting herself, "Just got up too fast. I'm fine, I promise."

Watching as she suits up, she smiles at him, showing him that she can handle this. Once she's ready, he places his hand on the small of her back and stops by the exit while she gets Cam for her assistance in the field. Cam suits up and follows the pair out to Booth's SUV. Brennan takes her usual place in the front and Cam climbs into the back.

once at the crime scene, the three unload from the car but the smell of the decomposing body was already heavy in the air. "Whoever this was, they must not have been here long."

"Let's just get this moving. It reeks," Booth replies trying hard as he can to breath as little as possible.

"What have they found?" Bones asks, following Booth.

"Suitcases. Some developing is going on in the air and they came across some suitcases. Thinking someone left them behind they opened them to get a id or something, but found pieces."

"Pieces?" Brennan looks to the several suitcases and finds various body parts scattered among the suitcases. Getting relatively close, she takes a peek as the smell and the sight over maggots on the flesh overpower her. She manages to stumble away from the suitcases before nausea overcame her, emptying her stomach just outside of the crime scene tape.

"Bones!"

"Dr. Brennan," Cam says, matching Booth's worried tone. Dr. Brennan never gets sick at crime scenes.

Waving them off, she holds the back of her hand to her mouth before standing up. "I'm fine. From what I could see we have a complete skeleton. Dr. Saroyan since there is still flesh on the bones, it's all your until they are clean. Send them to the lab whenever you are done."

-BONES-

"It was odd, shortly after inspecting the remains, Dr. Brennan lost her lunch." Knowing the look that was on both Wendell's face as well as Hodgins' she cuts them off before they can ask. "Literally."

"I have never known Dr. Brennan to 'lose her lunch' at a crime scene before, maybe she had bad food?"

"Yea, like that's likely." Hodgins retorts sarcastically, but as the two stay quiet and stare at him, "I meant it was likely. You know that diner, I'm surprised we haven't gotten sick before."

Raising an eyebrow, Cam is not so convinced of his statement. "Why do I feel like you know something I don't Dr. Hodgins."

"Who, me? Please, like Dr. B would tell me anything. She knows I can't keep a secret." Hodgins replies grabbing his tray of tools and quickly bolting away from where Randall and Cam are standing.

Wendell watches Hodgins disappear before turning to Cam, "I would say he knows something."

"That makes two of us Mr. Brey. I think I am going to go see what is going on." Cam replies before stripping her gloves off of her hands and proceeding out of the room she was currently working in.

Wendall looks around with a confused look on his face as he watches Cam leave. A hand goes up in the air as he shouts out to her, "What about me?"

-BONES-

Knocking on the door to Brennan's office before opening it, Cam stops when she sees both Booth and Brennan sitting in Brennan's office. "Oh, sorry. Umm, this can wait if the two of you are busy."

Brennan gives Booth a quick glance over before turning her attention to her boss, "No. Not a bad time at all Cam, please come in." As Cam slips in and closes the door behind her, she gestures for the other woman to sit. "Is there something I can do for you Cam?"

Nervously glancing at Booth, she twists and plays with her fingers, "Well, yes, I mean no. I mean, I was hoping to talk to you about what happened at the crime scene today." Cam misses the smug smirk that crosses Booth's face at the mention of the incident from earlier, but Brennan did not.

"I simply could not handle the smell of the body. It is not like it has not happened before or that anything is wrong," she replies to Cam but looks at booth for the last bit of her comment. "Nor does it mean I am unfit to work in the field."

"I never said you were unfit-" cam glances between Booth and Brennan when suddenly it is as if a lightbulb goes off in her head. They had been spending more time together, Dr. Brennan got sick at a crime scene over a smell, Booth was trying to keep her out of the field. "You're pregnant!"

Brennan sighs lightly, so much for telling her themselves. Angela had been right, Cam was good. "Yes."

"Oh my gosh. You're pregnant." Cam repeats, though now astounded at what she is hearing. "Who is the father?" She turns to Booth, "and how long have you known? You could have said something to me you know."

Booth smiles at Cam's excitement, and looks at Bones. "I didn't want to say anything until she was ready. I wanted to just enjoy having our own secret for a few days."

"Your secret, as in yours and Dr. Brennan's" Cam asks confused as she points between the two partners. Her eyes settle on Booth, "As in you're the father secret?"

"You're a smart girl Camille," Booth says, smiling wider, and reaching for Brennan's hand.

"When did you, how did, I mean obviously I know how...I," Her brain tries to catch up to her mouth but fails miserably. Making her hands into small fists, she shakes her head. "What am I saying? Who cares? Congratulations!"

Cam stands, as does Booth and Brennan. She brings Brennan into a hug, and then turns to Booth hugging him as well. "Thank you," he says, wrapping his arm around Brennan's shoulders. "We're happy too, still a little in shock, but I couldn't be more thrilled."

"I knew you were still in love with her, Seeley," Cam says, "You're a terrible liar, even if you had a distraction."

"I'm always going to be in love with her," he replies, smiling down at the woman by his side. Brennan hangs her head shyly. "Always."

Cam excuses herself from Dr. Brennan's office, leaving the couple alone. Brennan looks up at Booth and smiles, "Always, huh?"

"You better believe it, Bones," he answers, leaning in and kissing her softly.