The Bones baby is finally here! Read a recap of the memorable episode from Anna Bowling.
Last night, on Bones Season 7, episode 7, “The Prisoner in the Pipe”:
Booth and Bones tour a Catholic hospital where Booth would prefer their baby to be born, while Bones prefers a home birth. For Booth, it’s more than his religious preference; the hospital has medical personnel, state of the art equipment, but as Bones points out, it also has bodily fluids on virtually every surface. Her keen observational skills squick out other parents-to-be, but no worries, time to go fish eyeballs out of a toilet. I am not making this up.
What’s scarier than toilet eyeballs? Daisy as a doula. Is that the sound of foreshadowing I hear? Hopefully, her brand of birth coaching won’t involve pompoms, but it does include adding rosewater to the remains Bones will inspect. That way, Bones can enjoy a relaxed uterus as she works.
Meanwhile, Booth seeks out the sage advice of Daisy’s other half, Sweets, on the home vs. hospital birth issue. Sweets doesn’t feel comfortable taking sides, but he’s ecstatic that Booth considers him a friend. They should go out for beers sometime. Is the world ready for this sort of male bonding?
Sweets proves his friendship by using a professional ruse to try and convince Bones that her rational mind should tell her the best place to give birth is in a hospital. Bones sees through this immediately, but she’s willing to compromise. She’ll agree to having their daughter baptized if Booth will agree to a home birth. Cue umpteenth discussion of mythology vs faith, with mention of a pregnant woman forced to give birth in a barn. This will be important later.
Booth convinces an exhausted Bones to get some rest, because she’s working an ardous case while nine months pregnant, and if anything happened to this child, he would die. Oh, melt. Of course that’s exactly when Hodgins calls with new evidence, and rest is the farthest thing from Bones’ mind. It’s off to investigate a prison. Are those contractions? No, no, she insists, only Braxton-Hicks, and besides, the prison has an accredited health facility, so Booth should be happy if she delivers there.
Undaunted, Bones strides into the general population in search of a suspect, confident that nobody will harm a pregnant woman. She’s right; she’s about the only one who doesn’t get pummeled when a fight breaks out. Booth struggles through the orange-clad free for all, his only concern the well being of his beloved Bones and their baby. True hero material right there.
The riot quelled, Bones insists they need to leave, as she is indeed in labor. The home vs hospital debate is soon rendered moot, as Bones insists it’s baby time now. They stop at a roadside inn, but there is no room, due to a sommelier’s convention.
Bones threatens to have the baby on their front lawn –and she’d do it, too- until the manager points them toward an outbuilding on the back of the property. Remember Bones’ comment on a pregnant woman giving birth in a barn? You guessed it. Booth encourages Bones to admit that there is a mystery to life and lays their newborn daughter in Bones’ arms, as Bones admits they are indeed a family.
Mama, papa and baby Christine Angela come home to a warm surprise reception, family bonding overflowing as the gang welcomes their newest member. Booth and Bones hold each other, awash in beatific wonder. Cherish this moment, mom and dad, because next week, it’s back to work. What will the future hold for young Christine? Only time will tell…but I’d keep an eye on that doula.
Anna C. Bowling considers writing historical romance the best way to travel through time and make the voices in her head pay rent. She welcomes visitors to her blog, Typing with Wet Nails and to follow her at Twitter.