It had been two weeks since she'd last seen him. Two weeks since she lay in his arms in the sweet-smelling grass. Two weeks since she'd felt his lips on hers.

Booth had reluctantly gone to a training session in Maine for two weeks, and Brennan was as giddy as a schoolgirl, as she expected him home today.

She yearned to be near him, to see him smile at her, and to be in his arms once again. She'd had an idea that perhaps their relationship would take this path, and it was certainly logical to allow for this possibility, but she'd had no idea that Booth could have such an effect on her.

She'd always shot down the possibility of being with Booth because he would have wanted a commitment from her. But now, she realized she didn't have any desire to ever be with anyone else. He fulfilled her in every way. She first realized that she loved him, really truly loved him, when there was a possibility of losing him. And perhaps, deep down, she'd known it all along.

Her thinking was interrupted by a wave of nausea. She ran to the bathroom, cursing silently. At two months into her pregnancy, her morning sickness was in full swing. She hoped it would lessen as the day went on—she had somewhere to be.

Brennan was going to church.

Booth, ever the good Catholic, was stopping by mass on his way home, and she decided to brave a church service, just to be with him. She would surprise him for sure.

She picked out a dark green dress—one that was sure to flatter her figure—and turned to face her reflection in the mirror. She knew without looking that she would have to adjust the straps—her growing breasts were straining at the neckline. But what really surprised her was that her once-slender waist was protruding slightly—yet visibly.

She could hardly believe she hadn't noticed it before. And she was certain that she should not be showing quite so much at only two months along. It was intriguing, but her disbelief would have to wait. She didn't want to be late. Instead, she picked out a deep blue dress with an empire waist, successfully covering her now-larger stomach.

Brennan pulled her hair into a loose bun, grabbed her keys, and off to church she went.

Hi everyone. I first want to apologize that this story was on hiatus for so long. I took two very intensive summer Chemistry classes, and had little time to sleep, much less write. However, the story is back on, and I should be updating regularly a few times a week. The short chapter above will be continued tomorrow for sure. As always, any suggestions or input as to the direction of the story are welcome.

~AW