“Oh god oh god oh god.” Hodgins cam running into Angela’s office, eyeing Brennan, who dumped her stuff in her office and marched off.
“What?” Angela sighed.
“Ok, I know that we’re kind of fighting, but-”
“We’re not fighting, Jack.”
“-but, that was totally awkward, and I have no one to tell.”
“Go tell Wendell.”
“He’s not here -” Hodgins paused, confused. “- don’t you want to know?”
Angela sighed and tried to give in casually. “Yes.” she nodded finally.
“Well, I was in the car with Booth and Dr. Brennan, and-”
“Did they argue? Apparently they’re always like that.” she looked at him. “It’s hot, right?”
“Yeah, sure, whatever… but I bet that they don’t argue like that a lot.”
“Like what?” Angela’s interest peaked.
“Well…” Hodgins grinned. “Baby-ish.”
Angela thought before speaking. “They were talking like bebês or they were talking about babies?”
Hodgins opened his mouth but he closed it to consider. “Both.” he finally decided. “They were talking about sperm” he made a face “you know… I think Dr. Brennan still might want a you-know-what with you-know-who.”
Angela smirked. “How old are you, twelve?” her face fell. “Oh god.”
“I know, right?”
“No, I mean that I forgot to talk to her about it. Damn it.” she walked off but Hodgins followed.
“Damn what?”
“Well, that was supposed to be before she began to tell Booth… grr…”
“Did you just growl? That’s hot.”
“Not now. She’ll do all wrong and Booth with have another brain meltdown, he’ll go into a coma and we won’t speak to the real Booth in months…”
“Do what all wrong? They didn’t look like they were coming to an agreement…”
“Exactly. Where is she?” Angela saw that Brennan wasn’t in her office, growled again and made a sharp turn. Hodgins didn’t foresee the turn so he skidded into a wall.
“Ouch.” he mumbled.
*
“So, what is it? Bones, I need to know. Do you still want a baby or not?”
Brennan closed the door. Dammit, she thought. She had been avoiding Booth all day, and now he had found her. She grinned as she remembered that Angela hadn’t.
“Come on, Bones.” he knocked. “You know that I’ll know.”
Brennan lent on the door and sighed. She had no idea why she had called him stupid. She knew that it would offend him. Maybe she was subconsciously driving him away from her. What was she going to do? She had absolutely no idea as she gave in, unwilling to think of what Booth would do. She breathed in, put on her best face and opened the door.
“Do you want a drink?” she asked. Booth stared.
“What?”
“I said-”
“Ok, I’m coming in.” he hurried through the doorway before she changed her mind.
“What do you want?” Brennan asked, going to the fridge. Booth closed the door. I want you, he thought. Though that sounded stupid. Maybe he was stupid.
“Ok now, Bones, don’t do that.” he remembered the matter in hand.
“Do what?”
“Change the subject and forget about it. No, we are not doing that this time. No brain tumour, no hospitals, no mais excuses. Come on, you’ve got to be honest with me here, Bones.” He didn’t know why he was being so insistent; yes he did. He cared, even though she didn’t. He wondered if he would give her his stuff if she asked again. Would she ask again?
“I don’t see how it considers you if I want a child or not.” she replied blankly.
“Ok, now. See, we can say that it doesn’t, but it does.” he saw her face and continues hurriedly. “You can say that it doesn’t affect Angela, but it does. You try and stop her from going crazy and out of her way to buy that child everything it needs.” Brennan opened her mouth to argue but Booth stopped her. “You can say that it doesn’t affect anyone. But it will affect everyone, no matter in what small way. You’re talking about another human being here, Bones.”
Brennan sighed. “I know that. And I can do it. We’ve had this talk.”
“We have, but we never ended it.” he took a step towards her.
“Yes we did-”
“No, we didn’t. Me putting my brain box through a blender is not ending it.”
“It felt like we ended it…” she looked away, unable to lie to his face any longer.
“Bones, look at me.” he positioned himself so as he was facing her again. “Bones, do you want a baby, a child of your own, or not?”
Brennan saw no way out. “I… I want…” she tried to look away, but found herself unable. “I know-” she paused. “I know that what I did, the decision that I made, hurt you.”
Booth looked away and then looked back at her. “No, Bones, we’re not talking about that right now-”
“We are.” she looked at him. “I know that I hurt you, and it’s hurting me, Booth. I can’t explain it.” Booth looked at her sympathetically, oblivious to what she was trying to say.
“ All I’m asking is if you want -” he gulped. “ - and that seems like to much so… I‘ll just go…”
“No, don’t leave.” Brennan stopped him.
“Temperance, I don’t know what you want from me, but I can’t give it to you. Please understand…”
“But all I want is you.” she gasped. “Oh no.” She covered her mouth, trying to put the words back in, rewind, but it was too late. Booth’s eyes widened. This wasn’t what he wanted to know.
“No you don’t.”
“Yes, I want you, your sperm, all of it.” Brennan blurted out. She stepped away from him as she said it. She saw no reason to keep it in any longer. The damage was done.
“No, you don’t.”
“Yes, I do. I’m sorry.” a tear rolled down her cheek and she shifted uncomfortably.
“Why are you sorry?” nothing had hit him yet, he had frozen.
“I’m sorry for causing you pain. I deserve it now. Just tell me no and leave.” she looked away again and braced herself.
“But Bones, I’m not leaving this. I am not leaving anything else, it all has to be resolved.” he stepped towards her once more. They stayed in an awkward silence, hearing a siren go past the building. They stared at each other, both of them waiting for the other to say something.
“Say something then.” Brennan said, wiping away a tear.
Booth shrugged. “Just give me a moment.” his head was whirring, though it felt like nothing had reached him yet.
But the pause was deafening for Brennan. What was she thinking? How had that gotten out? Maybe, because she hadn’t even allowed in her brain for long enough so that it just popped out. Though that was stupid. She held her breath as Booth opened his mouth to speak. Though that was a stupid reaction.
He gulped before he asked his question.
“Do you amor me?”
“Oh.” She hadn’t been expecting that, though she hadn’t been expecting any of it. “I couldn’t-”
“Try.” Booth’s face was enough for Brennan to obey him. Her coração started beating as she assembled the facts. The facts were that she hadn’t felt like this before. She hated to see Booth sad. It made her sad. Did she say it out of pity? No, she wouldn‘t, she was strong and unmoving. Though apparently not.
She ‘wanted’ him. But that was just a reaction to…- but did she care? Was amor not caring about the facts? She looked at Booth. He didn’t look like he was waiting for an answer.
“I… I…” she looked ashamed. “I don’t know.”
Booth sighed. He wasn’t expecting a real answer. He looked at her face and couldn’t be mad. He hugged her, not really knowing what else to do.
“I have no idea. I always know!” she held on to him tighter. “I always know…”
Booth was still stiff. What was happening? He hadn’t expected any of this. He wasn’t completely sure about how he felt about it. He knew that really, he was ecstatic. She wanted to be with him. But he was also confused. He had Brennan in his arms, crying. Which happened once in a blue moon.
“Booth?”
“Yes?”
Brennan wiped away her last tear and separated the hug so as she could look at him.
“What do we do now?” she grinned.
Booth, without thinking twice, bent in and kissed her.


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