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52-The Most Perfect Thing

"What about a middle name?" Brennan asked.

Booth thought as they stared down at their baby boy. "Richard?" he asked.

Brennan nodded. "I like it. Where did you get it?"

"Um…." Booth hesitated. Brennan looked at him expectantly. "Mike Richards, the captain of the Flyers."

Brennan laughed. "James Richard Booth. If he's not a hockey player…."

Booth joined in on the laughter and James responded by wiggling in Brennan's arms. "Are you ready to tell them?" he asked.

Brennan nodded. "Let's do it."

"Ugh, I'm so nervous!" Angela admitted, pacing the waiting room.

"I'm sure they're fine, Ange," Hodgins assured her.

"I know, I just wish-."

"Guys?" Booth said, peeking out into the waiting room.

"Booth!" Angela yelled.

"What's the news?" Cam asked nervously.

"We have a son." Screams bounced off the walls as everyone hugged each other and celebrated. "Would you like to see him?" Everyone tried not to run into the room, which led to a humorous attempt at speed walking.

"Oh, Bren, he's gorgeous," Angela said as she held him. "What's his name?"

"James Richard Booth," Brennan answered.

"Hey there, James. I'm your Uncle Jack." James squirmed in his arms and reached for Hodgins' beard, becoming excited when his hand touched something new. Everyone laughed as Cam held James and rocked him.

"Hey there, little man. You've got your mommy's eyes, you know that?" James stared at the new woman in wonder. "Yeah. But look at all that hair, just like your daddy." Brennan and Booth smiled at each other as Booth took the baby and gave him to Brennan.

"Oh, guys," Angela said, tearing up. "I bet he's a genius with a lion heart." Hodgins wrapped an arm around her as she wiped her tears away.

"Thanks, you guys," Booth said. After a while, everyone left and Booth put James in the bassinet so he could sleep. The nurse came and took him to the nursery so the couple could have a quiet night.

Early in the evening, a light knock was heard on the door followed by a glimpse of blonde hair. "Daddy? Dr. Bones?"

"Hey, buddy," Booth said, leading him into the room by his hand.

"Dr. Bones, are you OK?" Parker asked.

"I'm great, sweetheart."

"Where's the baby?"

"He's in the nursery," Booth told him. "Bones, you gonna be OK?" Brennan narrowed her eyes good-naturedly. Booth laughed and led Parker to the window.

"Which one is it?" Parker asked, gazing at the many babies.

"He's right there," Booth said, holding Parker so he could see.

Parker looked at his father wide-eyed. "A brother?" he asked.

"A brother," Booth repeated.

"Yes!" Parker exclaimed and hugged Booth fiercely.

Jared, Cullen, Charlie, Max, Sweets, Russ and his family, and Gordon Gordon all stopped by to see the baby before visiting hours were over. Eventually, Booth sprawled on the couch next to Brennan's bed and they both slept soundly.

The next morning, Booth and Brennan sat on the bed as they waited for the nurse to discharge Brennan. They were both looking down at James, who had wrapped his impossibly small hand around Booth's index finger and was refusing to let go. "Oh, Booth," Brennan started, "he's the most perfect thing we've ever done together."

Booth looked to her then back to the baby. "I concur."