I have many thoughts in my head, and this is my random disjointed and un-edited effort to get them to leave me alone. :D
GAH. I feel...well, actually, I don't know how I feel. I managed to stay spoiler-free for the finale, but I guessed what was going to happen the second I saw the bed scene in The Hole in the Heart (THitH). I actually predicted the last lines of The Change in the Game word for word. It was so, so obvious to me, which is amazing, because normally you have to smack me repeatedly over the head with subtext before I get even the vaguest clue. My first inkling was Brennan telling Booth that soon she'd be the only person on the team without a child. Then there was the whole "I'm not as heartless and cold as everyone thinks I am. I do feel, I just don't show it" business in The Signs in the Silence. That was a major clue for me.
Then there was The Scene in THitH. Oh boy. I did not think anything happened besides sad!Brennan and comforting!Booth, and I explained away the Angela/Brennan conversation (or, rather, Angela's flipping out and Brennan's looking all secretive) by figuring there had been some confessions ("I'm not angry anymore", "I'm not impervious anymore") that may possibly lead to some kind of relationship in the future.
Well, maybe it would be more accurate to say that I really desperately hoped nothing had happened. It's not that I don't want to see BB together. I do (or at least I thought I did). But not like that. They were definitely not supposed to have comfort/grief sex. There are SO MANY BETTER WAYS they could have gotten them together. This is a crappy way and it feels like a cop-out.
Okay, forgive me. I need to go off on a tangent for a moment. CONDOMS. WHAT THE HELL, BRENNAN (though I guess I should be saying WHAT THE HELL, HART HANSON). Now, don't get me wrong -- I know accidents happen even with the best of precautions. But seriously. Come on now. This whole unplanned pregnancy seems totally out of left field and crazily out of character for both of them (Booth's already had one unplanned child; you'd think he might know how it works by now). And from everything we've seen of Brennan, she wouldn't hesitate to seek out emergency contraception if the condom broke/they got caught up in the moment/whatever. So. Out. Of. Character.
Right, tangent over. Where was I? Oh yes, The Scene. I just didn't see it as a sex situation at all. That said, a part of me knew what was going to happen. They'd (the writers, not the characters) been setting this up for quite a while now, and I saw it coming. But...I still hoped I was wrong.
I will admit to being petty and childish and say that I DO NOT WANT the characters or the show to change. *stamps foot and pouts* I like Bones the way it is, dammit. And I really can't see a scenario for next season without massive, fundamental changes to everything about the show. Do not want.
(Yay, it's time for another quick tangent: some people have expressed a wish for Brennan to miscarry or abort. There is no way in hell either of those things are happening. For one thing, it would be so incredibly screwed up for the writers to make a pregnant Emily act those scenarios. For another, there's pretty much zero possibility that a primetime television show will portray a main character having an abortion. And I have to say that I'm very uncomfortable with wishing a miscarriage on someone, even a fictional character. But perhaps I'm too sensitive about that.)
And even with all that said, it's a testament to the awesome acting of Emily Deschanel and David Boreanaz that even though I'm a little kind of a lot annoyed with this storyline, I couldn't help getting all mushy during the last scene, where Brennan tells Booth that she's pregnant and he gets the biggest smile on his face. Awwww.
On a lighter note, at least Emily's pregnancy won't have to be hidden anymore, because so far they've been doing a rather amusingly dreadful job at it! It's especially obvious when Brennan and "pregnant" Angela have a scene together.
A few other random finale thoughts to follow. I may or may not have gotten a bit teary when Angela and Hodgins were told that their baby wasn't blind. The name Michael Stacatto Vincent was a lovely mix of hilarious and heartwarming (though if I were that child, I'd wish Stacatto was hidden in the second middle name spot so I could tell people the S didn't stand for anything...). Buck and Wanda cracked me up. The acid-wash jeans! The gum chewing! The hair! My god, the HAIR! I can't decide which was worse (and by "worse" I mean "so bad it's good"), the mullet or the huge perm. The stereotypical portrayal of the butch lesbian who comes on to all the women was cringe-worthy, but I'll save that soapbox rant for another day.
Ahhhh. I'm actually surprised at how much better I feel now. I may come back and delete this in an hour when I'm all "OMG ZINNIA YOU SOUNDED LIKE A THIRTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL" but this was quite cathartic! Now I'm off to rejoin the real world with people who don't give a flying monkey about Bones.