Brennan looked up to Booth for a moment. How was she going to tell him? How was he going to take it? She knew how he was going to take it. He was going to be pissed that she kept it from him. But he had called that night a mistake. So her kids were a mistake to him. Brennan looked from the man she had once thought she could love, down to the blue baby book. Written in gold wodden letters was Christopher Seeley Booth.

Booth read the name and looked up to Brennan. Brennan was now looking at the floor, a small tear rolling down her face. "How could you keep them, this from me?" He asked shoving the book under her face for her to see it. Brennan bit her lip grabbing her sons book. "Don't you dare." She said not bothering to hide any of her emotions. "You called that night mistake. That makes MY son and MY daughter a mistake to you." She pulled the book to her chest. "We are not married. We were not even dating. So I didn't have to tell you." She said knowing that would hit a sore spot with him.

"How dare you? You know I would want to know and try to help the best I could." Booth said hearing the hurtful words spoken by the woman he was in love with. "It was a mistake to sleep with you, that does not make the kids a mistake. Even if I said it." He spoke with his back to Angel. Brennan sighed. She didn't want to fight. She was not going to be like Rebecca. He would know his daughter and spend time with her. But she would have to be there until she could trust him again.

Booth run a hand over his face. He could tell she didn't want to fight. "Sorry." He said. "I know what I did and said after that night was wrong and I understand why you didn't tell me." He spoke looking over to her, walking closer to her. "Can you tell me what happened?" He asked wanting to know what happened for her to loose one of the kids.

Brennan walked across the office to the couch. "Angel, go show Angie your book." She said sitting down. Angel nodded and run from the room with her baby book to Angela's office. "Come sit." She said looking over her shoulder to Booth.

He slowly made his way over to her and sat next to her. He could tell this was something she didnt want to talk about, or liked to talk about. But who would? It was her first child and she lost him, she could never get him back. Booth didn't know that kind of pain and he never would. He would not know what she went through because he didn't know about them. He was not there for any of the pregnancy.

"I really do not like talking about it." She spoke looking to the book in her lap. "It hurt. Alot." She said. "Both pyshical and mental." She did not look up. "I was in the dig site, working at one of the tables. Goodman and some of the others there had just brought up a mummy and some of the things it was burried with." She said her voice getting softer. That day would be forever burned into her memory. Sighing deeply she tried to keep her emotions in order.

"I had not been feeling well for days. The medical care was not the best were I was staying and the nearest hospital that was any good was about two hours out. I was in my sixth month with twins and the heat was up in to the high ninteys low hundreds." She said explaining the weather and area in which she was in. "I was taking a break. The twins, Goodmans came into the tent with their mother. She came every few hours to look in on me and make sure I was alright." She paused. In her minds eye the day was replaying. She could feel the heat on her tanned skin, the sweat rolling over her back and forehead. She never looked up to Booth and he never looked away from her.

"Brennan, what happened?" He asked. She had stopped talking. He looked at her for any sign that she was okay, that he had not pushed her into telling him of that fateful day. Brennan looked over for the first time. "I need a moment." She said bitterly, like she had when she saw in at the airport. "In my four month I had been dignosed with Placenta praevia, but that was not the cause. It was type one, not that harmful to the babies. But because of how far long I was when I miscarried, the fetus did not leave my utuers until I had Angel. They never told me how or why I lost one of my babies." She said getting up, moving around the table. "I had Angel through C-section. I saw what would have been my son."

Brennan held the book to her chest. "I flew home. Here when Angel was a few weeks old and I was well enough to fly. I buried him next to my mother. I had Angela arrange everything for me. I stayed with her. Like I did each time I came here. I wanted Angel to know her family. We saw you. But I never told her you where her father. I told her you where a friend like Ange and Hodgins." She spoke looking to Booth. "And that's all you need to know for now."

Booth looked up. There was more he did not know about. More she would not tell him. His mouth hung open a little. "You saw the dead body of our son? He has been so close to him without me knowing? You have been close without me knowing?" He said standing, reaching out for her. "I knew I hurt you. God I broke my promise to you. But keeping MY kids from me? And what has happend to you and what you went through? Tell me. I need to know." He said watching as she pulled away from him.

"There is nothing more you need to know. You know you have a daughter. You know what happened to your son. Now please. I need to get my baby girl home and ready to take her out tonight. No you can not come. And no you can not see you this week or weekend along with next." She said setting the book down. Making her way over to her desk she took out her purse, than a pill bottom and water. She took one than left the room leaving Booth there, hurt, shocked and alone.

I used . to look up things on miscarriages. I have never had one. I am only seventeen. I also used Weki for Placenta praevia. There for different types. Please look it up if you do not know what it is.