Sorry it took so long to get this to you. I was stuck in an Angel whirlpool and couldn't get out! haha

This is the last chapter so... ENJOY!

A year later things were running smoothly in the Booth and Brennan relationship. Better than smooth really, for all intents and purposes, it was rather perfect. They had their share of arguments and fights, but they knew each other well enough to know that it wouldn't last because they were now a dependant unit, as much as Brennan hated to admit it. Even after having an argument they would sleep in each others arms because they didn't know how to sleep alone anymore and quite honestly, any issue that they had seemed almost irrelevant in comparison to spending a night alone.

Call it what you want, the newness of being in a relationship or the novelty of being in love beyond comprehensible thought, things were going magnificently and since their honeymoon which was spent in Ireland, neither of them could imagine what their lives could have been like had they never met, or worse had something happened to make them hate each other.

On this morning, Booth woke up by himself in bed. It was almost eight o'clock and he could smell coffee wafting into the bedroom from the kitchen. He smiled and rolled out of bed and putting on a pair of shorts before lazily making his way down to the kitchen. The light was on but the room was empty. He stood still listening for sounds and realized that the house was empty.

He looked around the kitchen and saw a note on the kitchen table. He walked over to it and held it up to read it.

I went to work early this morning. Made some coffee and left the burner on for you. I put something in the living room for you.

I love you,

Your Bones.

Booth smiled at the note and walked over to the coffee maker and poured himself a cup. He couldn't comprehend it. How had he gotten so lucky? How, after everything he did in his life, could God give him the most precious gift he had ever received? He took a sip of the black coffee, clearing out his lungs and then turned to the fridge to take out some milk and pour some in the mug. He placed the carton back in the fridge and kicked the door shut with his foot and stirring up the coffee. He licked the spoon and threw it into the sink and took another sip.

He was thankful everyday and he prayed every day to let this continue forever. He and Brennan were compatible in every way and as ridiculous as it sounded they completed each other in some crazy way that he figured could only mean that not only did God exist, but he had been planning this from the beginning. He made his way out into the living room and plopped down on the couch and turned on the TV.

In the middle of the coffee table lay two small boxes. Both looked about the size of a bracelet box, but he assumed that that couldn't be what either of them was because Booth didn't wear jewelry and Brennan knew that. The boxes were numbered. He picked up the first one and opened the top. Inside was a Cuban cigar. He immediately laughed because he could now technically arrest his wife. He studied the cigar and then placed it back in the box, curious as to what the meaning of the it was.

He picked up the second box and opened the lid to find a positive pregnancy test inside. His jaw slackened and he looked at the symbol again to make sure he was seeing it right. He closed his eyes and them opened them to confirm that, no, he wasn't hallucinating and yes, the test was indeed real. He jumped off the couch, placing the test gently down on the coffee table and ran into the bedroom to change.

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Temperance Brennan was on the platform smiling to herself. She knew that such behavior would get her in trouble with Angela, but she couldn't help herself. All she had to do was wait until Booth knew and then Angela was allowed in on the secret.

She could feel her friend staring at her from the other side of the platform attempting to hone into some detail of her friends mood without actually asking her what was up. Angela slowly made her way to her friend and leaned in.

Brennan cut her off, "I can't tell you yet, but I promise you will know by the end of the day." She said meeting Angela's eyes.

"You're getting good at reading people, sweetie!" Angela said shocked at her friend's accuracy and proud of her accomplishment.

Brennan laughed and then put the tools down on the metal gurney and walking off the platform toward her office. She had almost reached the door when she felt a strong pair of arms wrap around her torso and a familiar pair of lips on her neck. She immediately smiled and turned to face her husband and wrap her arms around his neck. Before she could even say anything his lips were on hers.

He gently pulled away from her and she almost melted at the tears that were gracing his eyes, "I thought you didn't want children." He said quietly.

"I've changed in so many ways since I met you." She said stroking his cheek, "I don't know how I waited so long to make the decision but I will never ever regret making a baby with you."

He smiled, "I thought you were on the pill."

"I stopped taking it three months ago." She smiled.

He smiled as well and then kissed her again, "You are the most amazing woman I have ever met. You know that?"

Brennan let a laugh escape her lips and Booth thought he could die a happy man just hearing it, "Eh… I've been told." He scooped her up in his arms kissed her and spun her around. Setting her feet back on the floor he pulled his lips away from hers and rested his forehead on her own, "So, early lunch?" Booth asked.

Brennan moaned, "I've had a lot of work piling up from our early lunches."

"Oh, come on Bones, live a little." He said giving her his infamous charm smile.

"Ugh, fine you win!" Brennan said overdramatically pulling away from him. She turned to her office and walked inside to retrieve her things.

"Yeah," he said following behind her and chuckling to himself. She shrugged on her coat and smiled at him. He leaned against the doorframe; his heart was fiercely beating in his chest as he took in the awe inspiring sight of this woman. His gaiety calmed into a small contentment as she moved toward him, "I did win."

THE END