53. Adventure
"I'm pregnant. You're the father."
It's not until they're lying in his bed later that night that her words fully register. She's lying on her back, gloriously and unabashedly naked, but it's the location of her left hand that has him grinning widely.
Unconsciously, her hand is splayed on her own abdomen and it isn't until she follows his gaze that she realises what she's done. But, instead of shifting it like he'd expected, she takes his right hand in hers, settling it beside hers, leaning up to press a soft kiss to his lips.
They lie in silence, his gaze fixed on their hands when she shifts, her hands moving to her face and he realises she's crying, eyes previously wide and happy are now rimmed red, tears staining her cheeks.
"Bones, what's wrong?"
He sits up, back against the headboard, collecting her in his arms.
"I'm so scared, Booth." She mumbles finally, lifting her head to look at him, "I'm so happy, but I'm so scared. We've wanted this for so long, but— we're not ready for a baby—"
"Hey, hey, Bones, we have almost nine months to get ready for this baby and, you know, I don't think you can ever be completely prepared for parenthood. Sure we can get baby things, and build he or she a nursery, but every single baby is different and needs different things. The whole fun of being a parent, Bones, is that it's an adventure and I am going to be there every single step of the way, okay? I love you, I love this baby, and that's all we're ever going to need, nothing will ever change that."