Authors Note: Okay, so this chapter is a bit on the short side...but hey, it's an update! This is my first time writing Max, so I hope I wrote him well! Tell me in a review!

Krystle

Sitting in Brennan's apartment, she is snuggled up to Booth on her couch, him drinking a beer and her drinking some juice. She smiles at how content she feels being with him like this. Since he found out about the baby, they had been alternating between staying at her place and his. With her being irritable and queasy at work today, they both decided that her own bed would be the better choice for sleeping tonight.

Booth's hand stills it's movement on her arm, and he kisses her forehead. "You know, we haven't told Max or Russ our news yet."

"I was thinking about that earlier today," she says, "I'm surprised that Dad hasn't heard the news yet, considering he still works part time with the kids."

"Well, no matter how exciting the news is of our relationship and the baby," Booth starts, "our friends also know that this is our news to share, and considering you and Max's previous relationship….."

Its times like these where Brennan appreciates Booth more. He helps her understand that even though everyone is excited, they still keep her secrets. She's always been a private person, so sharing that she and Booth are now in an intimate relationship and are going to be parents was a big step for her.

"I'm concerned for our child, Booth," she finally admits, her hand subconsciously resting on her still flat abdomen.

"Why?"

She shakes her head and gives him a bitter laugh. Tears brim her eyes, "Because its mother works with dead bodies, its Grandfather is a convicted murder and its father has to always be the strong one and remind its mother that there is a world outside of Anthropology."

"Hey," Booth says, placing his hand on her cheek and wiping the tears that had fallen, "our baby is going to be the luckiest kid in the world, Bones. Her mother is beautiful, brave, amazing, kind-hearted, caring and she will look up to you. You are going to be her hero, Bones."

"You don't know that it's a girl," Bones reminds him once again, though pointing that out is useless.

Booth shrugs, "That's just a technicality." He gets a smile out of her and he kisses her softly. "As for Max…he's wanted us to be together since he first came back in your life. He will probably never be left alone with our kids, but he will be a part of their lives."

"Kids?" she asks, smiling. The thought of him wanting more children with her makes her happy beyond words.

"Oh, yeah Bones," he smiles, "We need at least two more."

-BONES—

The pair walks hand in hand up to Max's apartment door. "Just remember, Booth, let me do all the talking."

"Are you sure Bones? We're in this together."

"I know, but he is going to have questions, and I know that my father intimidates you."

"Pft, he doesn't intimidate me," Booth says, and when Brennan gives him a pointed look he cowers, "Okay, fine, just a little, but can you blame me for being a little scared of the guy?"

"No, he's a murderer," she says. "However, you are much taller than he is, and have more muscles than he does. I believe you could take him."

"Knock on the door, Bones," Booth says, letting go of her hand. After a few seconds the door opens to reveal Max, who is now on crutches instead of in a wheel chair. Damn, he's mobile. Booth thinks before smiling at the older man. "Hey Max, how're you going?"

"Better now that I can walk a little bit," Max answers and turns to his daughter, "Hi sweetie."

"Hi dad," Bones says, giving her father a warm smile. "May we come in?"

"Oh, yes, yes, please do," he says, hobbling aside for the partners to enter. "Don't tell me you guys are working a case and I'm a person of interest. Clearly I can't do much beyond hopping right now."

"Dad, there is no case," Bones says, sitting on her father's couch, Booth sitting beside her, but not as close as she's gotten used to. "We were just in the neighborhood and figured we'd stop by."

"Tempe, you live on the other side of town," Max points out. "What's going on?"

"While that may be true, I wanted to…well, we wanted to come see you," Brennan says, and then looks at Booth, who nods, telling her to continue. Brennan nods back, and scoots closer to Booth, taking his hand and lacing her fingers with his. She smiles at Max's face. "Booth and I are a couple."

Max claps his hands together and smiles wider, he stands on slightly wobbly legs and pulls his daughter up with him. "Honey, that's fabulous!" He releases his daughter and extends a hand to Booth, "It took you long enough, son. I knew something was up at the tournament."

Booth chuckles, "Yeah, we wanted to keep it to ourselves for a while. Ya know, get used to the change before all the questions."

"Understandable," Max agrees, "this is a big change in your relationship. I can tell that Tempe is happy. Look at her; she's just radiant, glowing in fact."

Booth and Brennan look at each other, smiling nervously. "Actually, Dad, there's more."

"Yeah, Max," Booth says, "you may want to sit back down for this."

Once Max is seated, Brennan gives him a nervous smile. "Booth and I…"

"You're getting married?" Max asks excitedly. "Oh, honey!"

"No, no dad," Brennan says, calming the man down. "No, I'm not ready for that." Looking at Booth once more she turns to her father, "I'm pregnant, Dad. You're going to be a grandfather."

Max's eyes grow wide at the news, "What? WHAT!" Turning to Booth, "You get her pregnant and you won't marry her? She's not just someone to fool around with!"

"Dad, calm down!" Temperance yells.

"Sir, believe me, I would marry Temperance in a heartbeat," Booth says, defending himself. "Me not wanting to marry her isn't the case. But it's like she told you, she's not ready yet. I don't want to rush her, or force her into marriage. I want to wait until she is ready, and when that day comes, I will let you know."

"She's pregnant, Booth!"

"I know, Max. I was there when it happened," Booth points out. "I am going to be there through every stage of this pregnancy, and every day afterwards. I'm not going anywhere. I've taken care of her, and protected her for the last six years, I'm not about to stop now or anytime in the future."

"Dad," Brennan says, gaining the older man's attention, "We're happy about this, and I had hoped that you would be too."

Max smiles softly at his daughter. Having missed so much of her life, he can only hope to be a better grandfather than a father. He considers Booth words for a moment and nods, "Of course I'm happy, Tempe. I was just a little confused about why Booth wouldn't marry you. Why are you so against marriage?"

"I just don't believe that you need a piece of paper saying that you are committed to a person," she explains. "I love Booth, and he loves me, shouldn't that be enough?"

Max smiles, she's come so far over the last six years. "Yes, that's enough." For now.