Booth lay in the dark next to Bones, thinking about the evening before. There'd been many "pregnancy tears", as Bones had called them. He had known from Rebecca's pregnancy that hormones could play havoc with a woman's emotional state, but he was completely flummoxed when it occurred in Bones. She was always so rational and logical, and he still felt a bit of shock over the meltdown.
They had spent the nine weeks since Vincent's death adjusting to the new aspects of their relationship. Bones had been a little wary of the commitment involved, even with the reality that they'd be having a child together. He'd been careful to let her adjust to that new reality at her own pace, trying not to back her into a corner. But last night, in an unguarded moment fueled by emotion and hormones, she wanted him to make a commitment to stay with her. That was also completely unexpected. She had always been independent and resistant to asking for any type of assistance. When they had previously discussed his semen donation she had planned to raise the child by herself. Now she was apparently thinking of them as a unit...as a family. He knew she loved him but this was a big step for her. She had always said that relationships were temporary, but now it seemed she was planning on something more permanent.
Booth sighed...the dream he'd had for his family was finally going to be realized. The woman he had loved for years was going to be the mother of his child.
He sniffled a little bit and realized he had been crying. Bones rolled over and said softly, "What is it, Booth? Are you alright?"
He smiled as he embraced her. "I'm fine, Bones...just fine."