OOM: Baby In The Bough
Hodgins was not the sort of man who threw around the adjective ‘adorable,’ not even mentally. But even he had to admit that the baby that Booth and Brennan had brought home to the Jeffersonian qualified.
And not just because of the smile that the kid brought to Angela’s face.
“I have never seen anything so gorgeous on this table before,” he heard Angela say, as she bent over the baby who was burbling happily on the exam table.
“Or so alive,” Cam added.
It was funny that Hodgins had never really thought of Angela as being a baby person before. He should have. Angela was warmhearted. Loving. Affectionate. Playful. Not that that made it a foregone conclusion or anything, but it didn’t make her fondness for babies come as any surprise.
A fondness that was more than clear in the enthusiasm with which she greeted Brennan’s request to watch the baby while the rest of them worked.
“Get used to it,” Angela said in response to his grin as he watched her cuddle the baby. “I want, like, a million of these.”
“Cool,” Hodgins replied, too busy enjoying the sight to do a whole lot of mental processing. It wasn’t until Angela had disappeared into her office with the baby that Hodgins turned to Cam.
“What do you think she meant by ‘a million’? Two?”
Cam had looked highly amused. Hodgins didn’t think that could possibly be a good sign.
And not just because of the smile that the kid brought to Angela’s face.
“I have never seen anything so gorgeous on this table before,” he heard Angela say, as she bent over the baby who was burbling happily on the exam table.
“Or so alive,” Cam added.
It was funny that Hodgins had never really thought of Angela as being a baby person before. He should have. Angela was warmhearted. Loving. Affectionate. Playful. Not that that made it a foregone conclusion or anything, but it didn’t make her fondness for babies come as any surprise.
A fondness that was more than clear in the enthusiasm with which she greeted Brennan’s request to watch the baby while the rest of them worked.
“Get used to it,” Angela said in response to his grin as he watched her cuddle the baby. “I want, like, a million of these.”
“Cool,” Hodgins replied, too busy enjoying the sight to do a whole lot of mental processing. It wasn’t until Angela had disappeared into her office with the baby that Hodgins turned to Cam.
“What do you think she meant by ‘a million’? Two?”
Cam had looked highly amused. Hodgins didn’t think that could possibly be a good sign.