PART 5 - Serenity
"Serenity."
"What?" Booth squeezed his partner's gloved fingers, peering past the steadily falling November snow to Brennan's content face.
At eight months, she looked pleasantly full. Booth could hardly stop staring. One of his favorite pastimes was feasting on the image of the beautiful brunette, so bursting with the part of her and the part of him growing hidden just beneath that unbearably soft skin. He would miss the tangibleness- the visible proof that Brennan belonged to him- once their daughter arrived, but he also knew that moment would bring forth a whole new feeling of pride and fulfillment. Happiness that would even rival that which overwhelmed him right now...
"Serenity," Brennan repeated, just a little louder, as their feet clacked against the slippery white marble transversing the frozen reflecting pool. "Serenity Joy Booth." It hardly sounded like a name, the way the words rolled like music off Brennan's tongue. But then it clicked, so right, so perfect, that Booth went temporarily breathless.
"Do you like it?" Brennan pressed. "The combination just popped into my head, but if you don't think it's appeasable-"
"No. No, Serenity Joy is..." Booth shook his head, searching for the proper description. Fitting? Flowing? Charming? Sublime? "It just is. It's her, Bones. I know it."
"Known it from the beginning," Brennan whispered, gazing off into the setting winter sun with something akin to realization on her countenance. Booth knew she was recalling the night not too long ago, not too far from here, when life hadn't seemed so wonderful. When he'd bared his heart to her, only to have it shattered into a million aching pieces. Funny how complete he felt, just two years later, with the simple touch of Brennan's hand in his and the future extending so bright in front of them. So... serene.
Serenity Joy Booth.
Yes, he very much liked that name.
Temperance, Seeley, and Serenity...
To Be Continued
