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Booth and Brennan took Daisy and little Lance home from the hospital. When they got to her apartment, she was greeted by everyone, including the new agent Aubrey that Lancelot became friendly with over the summer. Everyone cooed over the infant but decided that Mom needed some alone time with her baby.
After the last guest left, Daisy sat down and admired her little boy, the tangible proof of the love she shared with Doctor Lance Sweets, a man who was robbed of seeing his son grow up. She looked at his long legs and toes and knew he would be tall and lanky like his dad. Instinct told her that he would have his father’s eyes as well as his advanced intelligence.
Getting up, she got down a picture that Brennan took about two weeks before Booth was released from prison where the couple posed with Sweets’ hand on her belly. Walking back to her son, she held out the picture.
“See his cute guy? This is your daddy. He was Mommy’s Lancelot…”
The judge studied the petition in front of her before looking at the social worker’s report. Satisfied, she looked out and saw the hopeful couple before her. Next to them were three boys who seemed well adjusted and happy.
Going further, she saw the group of friends and family behind them. An entomologist and his forensic artist wife. An adult daughter. Then two FBI Special Agents in Charge with their wives. Two sets of grandparents, an uncle, and an aunt.
These boys would have a support strong system and a good life.
“The petition filed by Doctors Camille Saroyan and Arastoo Vaziri to adopt the minor children Tyler, Isaiah, and Jordan Williams is granted. Will the chidren’s names be legally changed?”
“Actually, Your Honor—“ Arastoo started but was interrupted by his oldest foster child.
“We want our names to be Vaziri, like our dad.” Tyler said.
“So ordered.” The judge said as she signed the decree. “Congratulations Doctors Vaziri and Saroyan. You are now the legal parents to these fine young men.”
Everyone came together to congratulate the new family.
“Come on Angie…one more push.” Hodgins said. “He’s almost here.”
“Ugh…this epidural is wearing off!” Angela said. “I thought these drugs were supposed to make it not hurt. No more sex in your wheelchair, Hodgins!”
The entomologist took her hand and braced himself. “Here, squeeze my—HOLY SHIT!”
“We’re almost there, Angela. Come on. You can do this.” Their OB said.
The artist took a deep breath and pushed hard, just wanting the pain to stop. When she was done, she collapsed onto the bed. “I’m done…I can’t…”
Then a cry burst through the air. There were tears of joy from both parents, both wondering if they would experience this moment ever again. Then they put the baby boy in Angela’s arms.
“Jeffrey Stanley Hodgins, I’m your mommy.”
“And I’m your daddy.”
Hodgins gave his wife a kiss before they basked in the glow of their newborn son.
“Superman, what’s going on?” Jessica said in a terrified voice, unable to see through the curtain in front of her. “It feels so strange.”
“They’re getting ready to take her out.” Aubrey said as steadily as he could, hoping his fear was under control.
“Superman what if the cord cut off her—“
Then the young couple heard the most beautiful sound ever as a loud cry pierced through the OR. Jessica had tears in her eyes and Aubrey had a couple welling up.
“She’s here.” Jessica whispered.
After cleaning her up and the initial check, their daughter was placed on Jessica’s chest. Both parents were in awe of their new family. Aubrey smiled when the baby grasped his finger.
“Welcome to the world, Rachael Brennan Aubrey.” The proud papa said.
Booth saw the pain she was in, but she pushed anyway. He gave all the encouragement he could as she worked to bring their baby into the world. They been through this before but it was still as amazing as it was the first time.
Then he saw him….then Bones saw him as the midwife put their little boy in her arms.
The woman was stunning when they were at a fancy gala. She was mesmerizing when she was studying a set of bones or evidence. She was pretty when she lit up like a Christmas tree while pelting him with felt balls in his apartment.
But it was now, as she gazed at their son with love and adoration, that she was the most beautiful.
And now Henry Joseph Booth II would get to enjoy the gift that was having Temperance Brennan as a mother.