I've wanted to write a new story for a while now, because for the first time in a long time I'm spending my entire vacation at home – leaving me with a lot of free time and a lot of time to feel bored. Plus, there aren't enough fics to satisfy my curiosity for the next season. haha Not to mention the forever wait till November.

But even though I have a lot of ideas of what to write, I've been suffering from a horrible writer's block for quite some time. But after reading the sides and staring at this blank page for a while, this came up.

This is a complete speculation on where Season 7 might go, with some things that I've picked up from the sides.

I have no idea where it's going… let's see where the characters will lead me…

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~~B&B&B~~

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Breakfast had always been his favorite meal of the day. When he was little, his mother used to prepare pancakes, bowls of cereal with fruits and freshly made juice and sit with him before he went to school. Sometimes she would sing to him a children's song, sometimes she would sing to him a new jingle she'd created and ask his opinion about. She always took his opinions in consideration, even though he was only five-years old. Breakfast used to be their little time together. His father would be asleep, usually way too wasted from the previous night to wake up before noon – not that he minded it, it was better that way, and baby Jared would be sleeping too. After his mother passed away and his father left, Pops would always wake up early to prepare something so he could eat before he started the day and, every Sunday, before he had a game, his grandfather would put a bar of his favorite chocolate in his backpack, claiming chocolate gave him 'special' energy for the game.

But Booth have never loved breakfast more than he did now, watching his very pregnant girlfriend walking around his kitchen picking up things to prepare a sandwich. He took a mouthful of cereal as he looked her maneuvering in the narrow space between the table and the sink trying to reach the toaster. She let out a frustrated sigh and after stretching her arms the most she could, she finally got it.

"You want a little help?" He asked amused.

"It's not heavy." She frowned, sitting in the chair in front of him. "But your kitchen is very small."

"My kitchen is the same size it's always been, Bones."

"But I'm not." She sighed and looked down at her swelled stomach. "I seem to get bigger and bigger every day, specially in the past couple of months."

"That's because baby B is growing and getting ready to arrive." He couldn't help smiling. Who would have thought, a year ago, that he'd be there, having breakfast with his Bones, waiting for their child to come in a couple of months?

"I wish it would just get here already." She pouted. It soon hit her how wrong that might have sounded. "I don't want the baby to be born prematurely, I just wish those remaining two months would past faster. I'm becoming quite uncomfortable."

"Maybe you should start taking shorter days at the Jeffersonian…"

"Maybe I should spend more time in my apartment…" She said thoughtfully, purposely ignoring his comment. Everybody was being really annoying about her working hours. She liked that so many people cared about her, but she knew better than anyone how much her body could take. Besides, working with the bones relaxed her. When she was there at the limbo staring at those old skeletons, she didn't have to think about other things, like, for example, the status of her relationship with Booth. Or what she meant to him. They never talked about that, they just kept living without talking about the unspoken.

"Or maybe we should move in together…" He suggested and she finally looked up at him.

"What?"

"We should move in together, Bones. To a new house, I mean."

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~~B&B&B~~

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"Spill it." Angela demanded, not standing the situation anymore.

"What?"

"You've picked the same bone four times in the past 20 minutes, you've sent Wendell away to take x-rays from bones you already have x-rays of and you've gone to the bathroom three times in the past hour. Something is obviously bothering you."

Brennan raised her eyes from the old remains and put the scapula she apparently looked at four times already back at the table.

"I'm seven months pregnant, Angela. You should know better than anyone how it feels like having a baby pressing your bladder…"

"Brennan…" Angela knew better than to fall on her friend's fake obliviousness. She knew that trick and since the situation seemed even more serious than she thought, she wouldn't let this one go.

She stared at Brennan, waiting.

"Booth asked me to move in with him." She admitted. Angela would never leave her alone until she told her the truth anyway. Besides, talking about it with someone might be helpful.

"I thought you were living together already." Her friend knitted her brows confused.

"We are not."

"Really? Aren't you spending every night together since… let me think… oh yeah, that night you fell into each other's arms for the first time and conceived my future daughter-in-law?"

"We don't know the sex of the baby yet, Angela." Brennan looked down at the skeleton on the table again, this time picking up the mandible. She wasn't really looking at the bone, but she needed an excuse to look away from her friend. Talking about it wasn't as easy as she thought it would be.

"Ah, we all know it's going to be a girl, but that was not the point of what I was saying. The point is, why are you so concerned about moving in with Booth when you've been spending every day and night together for the past seven months?" Booth and Brennan had been inseparable since the night Vincent died. Her friend was healthier and happier than she'd ever seen her. She felt a knot in her stomach. What if things weren't as good as they seemed? "You're not happy with him anymore?"

"No… no. It's not that." Brennan quickly shook her head 'no'.

"Is the sex bad?" She tried again, although, she highly doubted sex with Seeley Booth would be less than great. Not that she'd say that aloud. Not with her friend's increased production of hormones. She had love for her life and she had a son to raise.

Brennan's face relaxed and she opened a crooked smile.

"It's quite incredible, actually."

Of course it is.

"Does he snore?"

She shook her head again.

"Does he leave his stuff all over the place?"

"Well, yeah, Booth can be very messy sometimes, but it's not that either." Brennan sighed heavily and gave up on the bone she was pretending to examine.

"Then what is it?"

"I don't know… it's just… everything happened so quickly, Ange." Okay. There it was. It wasn't that difficult to say, was it? But why did she felt like biting her lips to try to hold back the tears she could already feel forming in her eyes? Emotional breakdowns were one of the things she did not enjoy about being pregnant. She hated feeling vulnerable and not able to think rationally.

"Quickly? Sweetie, we've seen you dancing around each other for seven years. I wouldn't call that 'quick'." Angela snorted.

"I mean, with the baby." Brennan looked down, starting to lose her fight with the tears.

"I thought you were happy about the baby." Now she was really confused. She knew how much Brennan wanted a baby. She'd seen it in her eyes every time they talked about Michael when she was pregnant.

"I am. We are." She placed her hand over her bump. If there was one thing she didn't worry about was Booth's feelings for the baby. She knew he already loved him or her with all his heart. "But I got pregnant in our very first time together-"

"Which shouldn't come out as a surprise given how long-"

Brennan narrowed her eyes and continued as if she wasn't interrupted.

"Neither sleeping together nor much less conceiving a baby was planned. Booth had asked someone else to be his wife barely two months before I got pregnant." She felt a lump on her throat. The Hannah proposal still left a bitter taste on her mouth whenever she talked about it and it was one of the unspoken things they'd chose to avoid rather than to talk about.

"And we all know that wouldn't have last even if she had said yes. In fact, I doubt they would even have made it to the wedding. Booth would have called it off before they got there."

"I'm not so sure. He loved Hannah very much." Her heart tightened.

"Not nearly as much as he loves you." Angela smiled honestly.

"I don't want him to be with me just because of the baby. I don't want to feel like an obligation to him. And I know Booth, Ange, I know how much he hates to see Parker only on weekends, I know he don't want to be like that with our baby. And it won't be, even if we are not together, but I'm not sure he knows that." She swallowed the sob she felt coming and closed her eyes, a stubborn tear managing to escape. "What if he only wants to move in with me to be with the baby every day?"

That was her biggest fear. She got so used to have him with her every day that just the thought of him only wanting to move in with her to be with their child broke her heart. Because she knew that if that was the case, they wouldn't last much after the baby was born. There would come a time when he would get bored with her, and annoyed with her, and all of their differences would become so unbearable to them that there was nothing they could do but break up for the sake of their child.

And then she would be nothing but the mother of his kid, because she doubted they could ever go back to being only partners again.

"Brennan, I'm 100% certain Booth does not want to move in with you just because of your baby…"

Angela couldn't finish, because Brennan's cell phone started ringing. It was Booth, as if he was feeling they were talking about him.

Brennan answered it and didn't say much more than "okay" before hanging up.

She started unbuttoning the lab coat –specially made to fit the baby bump - and walking out of the bones room. She looked back at her friend once more before leaving for the second time that day without finishing a conversation.

"I have to go. We've got a case."

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~~B&B&B~~

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So, what do you think?

By the way, about the timeline… Bones is not so good with it, but I think Brennan will have a Christmas baby, meaning she got pregnant somewhere in March. Since we had a Valentine's Day episode in what I believe were weeks after She-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named and Booth's break up and Brennan says their break up was "very recently" in 6x20, it makes something like two months between the break up and the time B&B finally hooked up (is this real? I still can't believe this is actually cannon!).