Daisy smiled as she walked up to Dr. Brennan's new house, box of cookies in hand. Her Lance-a-lot was helping them move in. There were some stray boxes on the lawn but Lance was right, this place was pretty amazinging looking. She looked over at the stadium chairs on the lawn and smiled. She was glad that Booth's seats survived to attack, Lance had always told her they were important to Booth. She went up to the door and knocked.
"Coming!" Brennan's voice rang from behind the door before it swung open. "Daisy?"
"I brought cookies!" Daisy smiled, holding said cookies up.
"Sweets didn't say you were coming over." Brennan's brows furrowed at the younger woman.
"Because I told her not to!" Sweets huffed, wipping his face as he walked up to the door. "Miss Daisy... I told you stay home and rest! You finally have a day off and you need to relax."
"I know... Oh, Lance, you're so sweaty." Daisy said, biting her lip and placing a hand on his chest. Her eyes lingered on his neck and chest just a little too long.
"Yes, he has been carrying boxes all day." Brennan said, plucking the box of cookies from Daisy's hand.
"I could help-"
"No." Sweets said, shaking his head firmly. "You are going to go home and rest."
"But I'm already so tired from the drive over... maybe I could stay? Just for a while?" She gave him her best pouty face and he groaned and looked to Brennan.
"Come in." Brennan smiled, leading the other woman into the house, which was still crowded with boxes.
"Hi, Daisy!" Christine smiled at Daisy as they entered the livingroom. "Are you here to help Mommy and Uncle Sweets?"
"No, Uncle Sweets won't let me because I'm pregnant." Daisy said, giving Sweets a sharp look as the man walked by her and over to a box. He rolled his eyes at her.
"Preg- what?" Christine asked, her tiny eyebrows drawing together as confusion painted her little face.
"I'm going to have a baby, with Uncle Sweets." Daisy smiled, walking up to the child before placing one of the childs hands on her bump. "Feel that?"
"Did you eat it?" Christine asked, looking up at Daisy.
"No." Daisy laughed.
"Look, Christine, Daisy brought cookies for us to eat, isn't that nice?" Brennan smiled, opening the box.
"Cookies!" Christine smiled, reaching in and taking one.
"Daisy, maybe you should sit down?" Sweets called over to her, taking a lamp rapped in bubblerap out of a box.
"No!" Daisy snuck her tongue out at Sweets, who groaned.
"Uncle Sweets, can Daisy help me with my room? You and Mommy got it all unpacked, so me and Daisy can go and organize it all pretty." Christine ran up to the man, cookie crumbs all over her little face, giving him puppy dog eyes. "Pleeeaasseeee?"
"I don't know..." Sweets sighed, trying his best not to look at Christine's begging face.
"Pleeaasseeee?" Christine whined, hugging onto his legs tightly.
"Fine..." Sweets smiled, admitting defeat.
"Yay! Come on, Daisy!" Christine smiled, grabbing Daisy's hand and dragging her away.
"You are very protective of Miss Wick." Brennan said, taking some glasses out of a box and onto a shelf.
"Is that so bad?" Sweets asked as he unrapped the lamp from its bubbly prison. "I mean she is pregnant with my son. She only wants to rest when she has something to do, but everytime she needs to rest she is all..." He waved a hand. "Up and about!"
"She is pregnant, not ill." Brennan reminded.
"I know that... I know." Sweets sighed, shaking his head. "I'm just worried about her. She is carrying my son... MY SON. I just want to protect her."
"Try not to go overboard, Miss Wick is a capable woman."
"I just can't help it I guess." Sweets shrugged a shoulder.
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Sweets stepped quietly towards Christine's room, careful not to make much noise. He just wanted to check on Daisy for a second, then he would be back to work. Just one peek, and that would be it. He carefully peaked into the purple room and what he saw made his heart flutter.
Daisy and Christine were both napping soundly in bed, stray plush toys around them as they snoozed. Daisy was snoring lightly and Christine's feet and toes were twitching lightly in her sleep. They looked like two sleepy angels in his eyes, all curled up with soft, messy hair. Daisy had a protective arm over Christine in her sleep, guarding her.
Sweets laughed softly and walked over to the two sleeping forms. He slipped a blanket over them, making sure their shoulders were covered, and kissed the top of their heads.
"Have a nice nap." He whispered quietly in Daisy's ear before heading towards the door.
Just before he left the room he turned and looked at the sleeping pair again and for a brief second he could see her napping with their little boy. Her arms rapped protectively around him and holding him close to her. He smiled at the thought, he knew Daisy was going to be a great mother. She would be the mom who brought orange slices to soccer and volinteer for school events. He hoped the baby had her smile, she had such a pretty smile and it would be a crime if their little one had any less of a fantastic smile then she had. He could see Daisy as a mother easy.
Sometimes he worried about himself, being a father. There wasn't even a father listed on his birth certificate and his mother gave him up. What if he was like them? Or like any one of his foster parents? What if parenting just... wasn't in his genes? The had always been something that had poked him in the back of his mind but now that he was actually going to have a child it had become something more forefront in his mind.
He sighed and shook his head as he left the room. He had work to do.
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"It was so sweet of you to help Dr. Brennan like that, Lance." Daisy smiled, rubbing her belly bump as Sweets played a happy tune on the paino.
"I guess. I have to go back tomorrow." Sweets chuckled, playing away. "Me, not you. Tomorrow, you stay here and grow that baby, okay?"
"But it's so dull here without my Lance-a-lot." Daisy pouted at him pitifully.
"You need rest. You go back to work in two days and I want you rested." Sweets smiled, finishing out the song.
"I can't come over to play with Christine?"
"Don't you do that, try to guilt me. You have to rest, baby." Sweets said, kissing her on the lips before kissing her on the belly.
"You're so unfair." She pouted up at him, giving him the best begging eyes as she could.
"Too bad." He smiled, kissing her lips.
"What are you going to do if I come anyway?" She crossed her arms stubbornly and quirked a brow.
"I'll spank you." He smirked, poking her nose playfully.
"Is that a threat or a promise?" She giggled mischieviously, smirking back at him before giving him a kiss and wrapping her arms around his neck to herself closer.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
So we got to the move! YAY! It might have been longer but I was very unmotivated. Only one review for the last chapter? Really? Very disheartening. I worked hard to make that chapter cute for you people and what do I get? XD lololol
Seriously though, I'm bummed about the review thing. Is it a Monday thing or I am just crazy? Or what?
REVIEW. PLEASE! THEY MAKE ME SMILE AND MOTIVATE ME SO! :D