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Thanks to MsRecDirect for suggesting this chapter idea. Keep telling us how you want to see Hannah killed! I have to say, Brennan is one of the most fun characters I've had the privilege of working with. Once again, we don't own Bones.

Hannah Burley waltzes into the Jeffersonian. "Hey hot stuff." She tells Booth.

Brennan growls as she stands behind Booth, rubbing her belly. "It's okay honey, let me do the talking." Booth reassures her.

Booth steps forward. "What are you doing here, Hannah? This is a private lab, you know."

"I was sent to take pictures for the DC newspaper."

"Well stay away from us."

*LATER*

Hannah knelt down, taking pictures of an exhibit. Brennan approached her, preparing for a friendly chat about how she and Booth were together now, and how Hannah needed to back the hell off. She saw the blond swivel her camera in a new direction. Brennan quickly ducked behind a corner to avoid being seen. Hannah started snapping pictures of something in rapid succession. Bren turned her head to see what the pics were of. Booth was walking by looking hot, Hannah was taking pictures with a sly grin on her face. Stalker! She thought. But, she remembered what Booth had said. She ran to tell Booth.

*LATER STILL*

"Alright, I'll talk to her, okay? I'll tell her she needs to stay away from both of us and get a life. Because we are having a baby!" Booth said tickling Bren's extended belly. "That's incorrect, I'm having a baby. You are just the father. Men can't give birth to a baby, they don't have a-" "Okay okay Bones, geez. It's something people say. "Fine. Just go talk to her so she can leave us alone." Brennan grumbled.

*LATER FOR THE LAST TIME*

"Hannah, we need to talk." Booth addressed her, just outside the Egyptian exhibit.

"Sure sweetie. Let's go somewhere more…private." She pulled Booth into the exhibit room, and pushed him against a wall. "So…" She hissed in his ear. "You wanted to….talk?"

"Um, no, Hannah, I wanted to tell you to BACK OFF. Brennan and I are going to be married. And she's having our baby. So leave us alone."

"Fat chance, Boothie Boy, cause I'm a Booth Babe." She tickled his neck.

"Hey! I carry a weapon, you know!" Booth cried.

"Now now, you don't have to get all defensive. Just because you two are having a baby doesn't mean-"

"YAAAH!" Brennan screeched, jumping out from behind a pharaoh tomb. She whacked Hannah on the head with a sistrom (and Egyptian musical instrument like maracas)

"I am having a baby! Get your anatomy right!" Bren tells her.

Hannah clutches her neck dramatically and falls to the ground and gasps like a dying fish. "I see the light…" Brennan whacks her again. "Oww! What has gotten into you?" She whines.

"HIS DICK!" Brennan shouts then beats Hannah to death with the Egyptian maracas.

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