"Baby, are you okay? Do you need help?" Daisy giggled as she watched her boyfriend drag in her bags.
"I got it, I got it. You go sit down. Rest." Sweets huffed, finally managing to fit himself through the door and into the apartment.
"Lance, I'm pregnant not chronicly ill." Daisy laughed, shaking her head before grabbing a bag. "You can't do it all."
"I can try." Sweets said, carrying the remianing bags over to their room.
"I don't want you to." She smiled, walking in after him and kissing his cheek. "I can unpack myself. You go sit down. You worked hard today."
"Fine. But I cook dinner." Sweets said, smiling softly before kissing her gently on the lips and leaving the room.
"Okay. Just try not to burn it."
"One time and she never forgets..." Sweets grumbled, shuffling from the room, not seeing Daisy's eyes rolling at him as he left. He went over and sat on the couch, covering his face with both hands as he plopped down. He had been so busy lately. He had profiles to do, agents to evaluate, and he was up to his eyeballs in paperwork between work and his trying to figure out something to get Booth out of jail. Plus, There was Daisy and Brennan. He was trying to help them both as much as he could. He had helped Brennan go and scavenge through what was left of her old house the other day. They had recovered most of their clothes and the vast majority of Christine's toys survived, exept the one's in the living room. Brennan had collected a few of her collectables that weren't destroyed, as well as a few other things that she had put into storage intill she found a house. He was really lucky that Daisy was so supportive of his efforts to help Brennan or he would be in deep trouble.
"Hello, Lance-a-lot." Daisy cooed, sitting next to him and snuggling close to him. He removed his hands and blinked at her. How long was he sitting there in thought? He shook the thought from his head before rapping an arm around Daisy.
"Hello, Miss Daisy." He said, kissing her cheek as she turned on the TV. "How are you feeling?"
"Don't start, Lance." Daisy gave him a sharp look.
"I'm the father of your child, I'm allowed to worry. Let me worry." He smiled, pressing his forehead against hers and looking onto her eyes.
"Fine." She said, relenting and smiling up at him tiredly. "I'm tired and your baby is sitting on my bladder."
"Awh." Sweets pouted at her playfully. "How's the morning sickness?"
"It's a lot better today." She smiled. "Gas is worse though."
"You don't have to tell me everything." Sweets shook his head, wrinkling up his nose. "Let's keep some mystery there."
"Hey, you asked how I was feeling." Daisy shrugged a shoulder. "Plus if we are going to be sharing a bed I figured you should know."
"You have a piont." Sweets quirked a brow before smiling and sliding a hand up her thigh and onto the growing bump on her stomach.
"Your hand is on my stomach." She smile, her eyes sparkling up at him.
"It is." He smiled, rubbing his thumb over her belly botton, which was a good three months from escaping and becoming an outy.
"Why?" She giggled.
"Your pregnant. This is my baby."
"We covered this already, baby." She laughed, her nose brushing up against his.
"We are having a baby." Sweets laughed kissing her softly on the lips.
"I think your brain is broken. How much sleep have you gotten?"
"I'm just happy..." He chuckled before moving to put his face by her stomach. "The baby's ear are developed right?"
"The baby isn't even kicking yet, babe." He wasn't really listening.
"Hi, Baby, I'm your daddy!" Sweets whispered to the small bump.
"They can't hear you."
"I'm gonna love you forever." He whispered, tracing a finger around her belly button.
"You aren't listening to me anymore are you?"
"You are going to be the cutest thing in a oncie and have the best family ever. Aunty Angela can teach you to paint and Uncle Hodgins will bring you a bunch of bug toys you want but you'll play with anyway. Then there is your Aunt Brennan and Uncle Booth, they are going to bicker alot but it's funny, you'll see. Aunt Cam seems like a real tough person but she's just a big softy so don't worry about that. There is Christine and Michael Vincent, they are a few years older then you but they are going love you. Promise." Sweets whispered into the belly.
"Baby." Daisy said, tears in her eyes and in her vioce. THAT caught his attension.
"What's wrong, Daisy? Did I do something wrong?" Sweets looked up and grabbed both of her shoulders.
"You really think that of them?" Daisy smiled, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"I do." Sweets said, hugging her. "Hormones?"
"Hormones." She confirmed, nodding into his shoulder.
"Okay." He smiled, patting her back.
"Hey, Dr. Brennan is moving from Angela's place to an apartment today. You should bring her something!" Daisy said, looking up at him with now happy eyes.
"Daisy it's nine at night, I'm sure she is putting Christine to bed." Sweets shook his head, poking her nose.
"Fine... but you are bringing her something tomorrow!" She said, poking his nose back.
"Okay." He nodded, coming to the conclusion that argueing with Daisy at this moment would result in him sleeping on the couch.
"You should make her that vegetarian lasagna that your mom taught you to make! She would love that!" Daisy grinned.
"If you say so..." Sweets said, nuzzling her softly.
"I do..." She smiled, giving her a hug. "I also say... that you are going to be the best daddy in the world." She sat his hand on her belly again.
"You seem certian about this." Sweets said, rubbing her belly.
"Because you are wonderful." Daisy burrowed her head into Sweets' shoulder. "Anyone one who helps other people as much as you do is going to a fantastic father."
"Thanks." He whispered before kissing her cheek again.
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"Just a minute!" Brennan sighed, walking towards the door. There was someone at her door, knocking at a swift pace. She swung the door open to see Daisy and Sweets standing there.
"Hey there, Dr. Brennan... I brought food!" Sweets smiled awkwardly, holding up the contianer of lasagna.
"Yes, come in." Brennan said, letting them in. "I see you brought Daisy."
"Yes... She insisted." Sweets nodded, walking in with his girlfriend in tow.
"I'm sure she did." Brennan smiled before looking to Daisy. "Sweets tells me you are pregnant, how far along are you?"
"I'm nearly fifteen weeks. I'm even starting to show!" Daisy squealed happily.
"That's a little early to show for your first pregnancy." Brennan blinked at her.
"Wicks are notorious early showers." Daisy shrugged. "Can't seem to find a reason in science, it's just the way we are."
"Well some women show as early as week thirteen but thats usually in a second or third pregnancy."
"Well, I guess we are just special." Daisy smiled.
"The baby should start moving soon as well as start to hear." Brennan smiled. "It was very exciting for me to feel Christine move for the first time. I hope your experience is pleasant as well."
"I'm sure it will be." Daisy smiled back.
"Lasagna!" Sweets said, holding the dish up slightly.
"Right." Brennan said, taking the dish. "You two can go play with Christine while I make plates." Sweets and Daisy nodded in response before trotting over towards the main room where Christine was coloring.
"Uncle Sweets!" Christine giggled, smiling at her honorary uncle.
"Hey there, Christine! What are you doing there? Coloring?" Sweets said, squatting by the toddler. Daisy sat on the couch and smiled as the child showed him the picture she was trying to color.
Brennan smiled as she fixed the plates, looking over to her close friend. She watched as he complemented her picture, which was poorly colored, as Christine was only a little over two and a half. He was so good with Christine and he was being very helpful to her with this whole situation, especially given Daisy's... condition. This Sweets she knew now was far different from the one she knew just years ago. He was much more mature now, she liked it. She was positive Sweets would be a good father and with things being so uncertian and scary for her and Christine right now having that kind of positivity was comforting. It was something she was certian of, and that made her feel just a little more secure in this time of great stress.
She was now also certian that Sweets was going to be there for them as much as he could and that made her feel all the more stable as well... sometimes even safe. Like family did.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Another quick little chapter. There is going to be a lot of cuteness in this fic. watch out! :P
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