This is my Bonesology Valentine's Day Gift to bamboo72498 (HaleyLouWho94 on Twitter).

She wanted the following for her VDay Gift:

Couple/s I wish for: 1-3 pairings- Hodgela, Camastoo, B&B
Please include: 1 - 3 elements- fluff, babies
Please exclude: 1- 3 elements-Death, hardcore smut
Maximum rating: G-T+

Love & Family will have three segments and each will include a couple and their children in some aspect. They will also take place over different time periods.

Our inaugural chapter will involve Camastoo in 2020.

I hope you enjoy your gift Haley.

JANUARY 10

"So we're all set for Valentine's Day?" Arastoo said into the phone receiver. "Great. My wife and I are looking forward to being there. Thank you."

The anthropologist hung up the phone excited. He got a reservation for himself and Cam for Valentine's Day at Fiola, her favorite restaurant in DC. He would be leaving next week to tour universities in Europe for his latest paper regarding the work he did for the UN last year identifying victims found in mass graves of the former Yugoslavia. It was suspected they were from Kosovo in the mid-1990s. Unfortunately, they were proven correct.

As he packed for his trip, Arastoo had a feeling of sadness. He found his work for the UN fulfilling, but he hated that he had to go overseas sometimes. He particularly hated that he had to leave his wife and sons, and sometimes his stepdaughter behind. However, he ensured that his time away would be no more than 3 weeks at a time and he was home for a few weeks before his next dig. Nothing was more important than his family.

February 2nd was a busy morning in the Saroyan-Vaziri household. Cam and the boys shopped, chopped, and prepped all morning for Arastoo's welcome home dinner of chicken ghallaba stew, baba ghanoush, and kofta. At 1:30, the family got into Arastoo's SUV.

"Okay Tyler, just remember what your father taught you before he left."

"Yes, Mom." The seventeen year old boy said before putting on his seat belt and adjusting his mirrors. "Thanks for letting me drive to pick up Dad at the airport."

"Well, you have ten more hours to log in before you can get your provincial license. You've been doing very well when your dad and I've been with you as you drove."

Tyler smiled before programming the navigator to show him the way to Dulles. When ready, he put the vehicle in gear and slowly backed out of the driveway.

Eight hours later, the dishes were cleaned up, food was put away, and their sons were in their rooms. Arastoo and Cam were lying on the couch with her snuggled next to him and her head on his chest. On TV Casablanca was showing on Turner Classic Movies.

"It's so nice having you home, Arastoo."

Arastoo kissed his wife on top of her head. "It's nice to be home, Cam. I do enjoy lecturing because I don't want atrocities like what happened in Kosovo to ever be forgotten. I just hate that I have to be away from you and the boys to do that."

"What you do is important, Arastoo. Just like what I do is important. People should never be forgotten."

"And justice must always be served." The anthropologist finished. "I was approached by the head of anthropology of the University of Edinburgh about becoming a visiting professor for the upcoming summer semester."

Cam lifted up her head. "Really? Arastoo, that's wonderful."

"It definitely is an honor. Jessica couldn't say enough about the place when she returned from that summer class she had four years ago. But, it's eight weeks, Cam."

The pathologist realized what her husband was saying. "Yeah…but do you want to do it, Arastoo?"

He laid there in thought for a moment. "It's an opportunity people don't get every day, but I don't want to be away from you and the boys for that long. Plus Michelle mentioned coming to visit this summer from Detroit depending on her case load. FBI agents have to plan their vacations ahead of time."

Cam sat up and looked down at her husband. "Arastoo, this is a unique opportunity that you shouldn't let get away. We did talk about a vacation this summer, but I think the boys would enjoy visiting their father for a few weeks in Scotland instead. Michelle could certainly come with us for at least some of it if she's able."

"So you think I should do it?"

"Yes, I think you should accept…but not now. It's the middle of the night over there." Cam replied before her fingers played with the buttons on Arastoo's shirt. "I do have an idea of how we can enjoy the rest of our night. Our bed has been cold while you were gone."

"Hotel beds just weren't the same without you, Cam." Arastoo said with a grin. "Shall we?"

"We shall." Cam said.

Arastoo stood up and turned the television off. Reaching his hand out, Cam took his and he pulled her off the couch. Holding hands, they walked back towards their bedroom.

Valentine's Day finally arrived. Unfortunately, large amounts of sleet dropped last night and a sleet/rain mix was predicted later today. Due to the cold snap Washington DC was having, it was also icy on the ground.

Cam was walking out the door of their house as Arastoo was getting the boys around to take them to school. As she stepped down from their porch, she slipped.

"Whoa…"

Arastoo came out in time to see his wife grabbing the wrought iron decorative column on the front porch as her foot slid out from under her. "Cam!" He exclaimed as he ran out, followed by their boys.

"I'm all right…I'm all right…" she replied as she pulled herself up. "Boys, be careful out here."

"Tyler, grab some salt for the porch, please." Arastoo said while helping Cam to stand. After their oldest sprinkled the substance, the forensic anthropologist walked his wife to her vehicle. "You're all right?"

"Yes, I'm fine. Be careful when you take the boys to school. I'm really surprised they didn't cancel today."

"Well, they've been getting stingier with their snow days. It's supposed to be nasty later today. Hopefully it's after you get home."

"Hopefully it won't ruin our dinner plans." Cam said with a smile.

"A little freezing rain won't stop us from enjoying Valentine's Day at Fiola, Cam. Neither will it affect our later plans."

"Smooth talker." Cam said before kissing her husband. "See you when I get home."

"Bye." Arastoo said.

Waving as his wife pulled out the driveway, Arastoo smiled. Turning around, he saw Tyler, Isaiah, and Jordan making kissy faces.

"That's enough out of you guys." Arastoo said with no heat to his bark. "Now, get in the car so I can get you to school on time."

At 11:30, Arastoo was going over a paper he was writing for Journal of Anthropology. Looking out from the window of his and Cam's office, he saw that the sleet predicted was coming down hard. He was debating picking up his sons from school before everyone would be in a hurry to do when his phone buzzed. Looking at it, he saw it was from the school district phone tree. Reading the message, he wasn't surprised at what he read.

DUE TO HAZARDOUS WEATHER CONDITIONS, ALL SCHOOLS IN WASHINGTON DC CANCELED FOR THE REST OF THE DAY.

Arastoo read the times each of the boys' schools were letting out. Looking at the clock, he had a small window to get them all picked up on time, but he had to leave in the next ten minutes. As he got up, he got another text message:

Closing lab early d/t weather. Jessica said she can get Jordan 4 u since school on way home 4 her & Rachael. Will u b able 2 get Tyler & Isaiah?

Remembering that Jessica and Aubrey were on the approved list to pick up their kids, he was relieved that he wouldn't have to rush. After letting Cam know that plan would work, he sent a text to each of his sons' phone letting them know the scoop. Next, he called Jordan's school to give them a heads up on who was picking him up.

When he was done, he got around and left to head to Tyler's school.

As he and Tyler arrived at Isaiah's school, he heard his phone buzz. When he found a good parking spot, he pulled in and turned to his oldest son. "Do you mind waiting in the main lobby for your brother?"

"Sure, Dad."

He watched to make sure his son got inside safely before looking at his phone. Reading it, he was relieved that it was Jessica letting him know that she had Jordan with her and Rachael at the Aubreys' home. After ten minutes, Tyler and Isaiah arrived at the vehicle. When they were situated, he pulled out and headed home.

As he carefully drove, Arastoo was kicking himself for not following his first instinct to keep his boys home today. Otherwise, they wouldn't be out on these icy roads. Stopping at a light, he put the vehicle in park so he could tie the loose lace on his boot.

"So, what happened in school today?" Arastoo asked.

"Well, my teacher—" Isaiah responded before there was a crash.

Arastoo's head went into the steering wheel. Knocking the wind out of him, he gathered his senses and felt his forehead. Seeing blood, he looked over at Tyler, who was wincing near his abdomen.

"Tyler, are you all right?"

"My stomach hurts, Dad." Tyler groaned as he clutched his left side.

Arastoo fought the nausea from the concussion he knew he had and looked in the back seat. "Isaiah?"

"My shoulder and my neck are killing me…"

Getting out of the car, Arastoo took three steps before blacking out.

"So do you think we can afford for me to get that new vacuum chamber?" Hodgins asked while he and Cam were in the Ookey Room.

"Well, with that donation from the National Science Foundation, we can. Otherwise we would have had to cut intern hours for March." Cam replied. "Now anything else to discuss before we close for the day?"

"I have something to show you." Hodgins wheeled to his desk and pulled out a small bag. Removing three pieces of concrete from it, he laughed as he showed them to Cam. "They finally arrived today from Maryland. Angie is going to love his."

"Concrete from the jail you two were married in? That is a gift that Angela would love." The pathologist replied with a smile. Hearing Hodgins' phone ring, she prepared to leave. "I'll let you take your phone call. I'm now going to get my son from Aubrey and Jessica's house and then go home."

She was almost out the door when she heard her name. Turning around she saw Hodgins holding up the phone. Walking towards it, she was puzzled. "Who is it?"

"Georgetown Medical Center."

Immediately, she took the phone. "This is Dr. Saroyan? Cam Saroyan…yes…what is going on…oh God…I'm on my way."

Hodgins watched her hang up the phone. "Cam what's wrong?"

"Arastoo, Tyler, and Isaiah were in an accident. Oh no…Jordan…"

"I'll call Jessica. Just go, Cam."

The pathologist ran through the almost deserted lab across to the autopsy room. Grabbing her coat, she almost forgot her keys and purse before she raced out the door.

Arastoo woke up to a bright light and groaned. He heard his name being called before his wife appeared at his bedside. "Cam?" He moaned.

"Welcome back, Dr. Vaziri." His wife replied before caressing his forehead. "How are you feeling?"

Arastoo closed his eyes as he felt nausea and pain. "My head hurts a lot…feel like I want to vomit…"

"Yes…you got a nasty concussion."

The anthropologist squinted his eyes. "I got out of the car to check on Isaiah…"

"…and you blacked out. Luckily, the driver that ran into you was out of his vehicle and caught you before you landed on the ice."

"Are the boys all right?" He muttered.

"Yes. Isaiah bruised his shoulder when it hit the door and got a wicked case of whiplash, but he's okay. Tyler is staying for a few days because he got a bruised spleen from the seat belt."

"Anyone else get hurt?"

"It was a four car collision. While the other drivers and their passengers mostly got sprains, cuts, whiplash, and other injuries from the impact, there were no fatalities, thank God. It was caused by a woman who picked up her daughter at Isaiah's school who was trying to hurry back to work. Luckily you had the vehicle in PARK or else you may have been pushed into traffic."

"I had to tie the lace on my boot." Arastoo said with a chuckle.

"Well, I'm glad for that. Michelle called a couple of hours ago to check on you."

The anthropologist smiled as he looked around. "Where's Jordan?"

"At Jessica and Aubrey's. They said he was welcome to stay there tonight, so I ran some things over there while you were sleeping. Aubrey is going to drop Jordan off tomorrow afternoon."

"Crap…they had a babysitter lined up for Rachael so they could go out tonight…"

"Well, they managed to snag a reservation for tomorrow night and got her niece Annabelle to babysit for them. Aubrey said Jordan would join them for a Star Wars marathon this evening.

"They are so weird…" Arastoo said with a chuckle. Looking at the clock, he saw it was 7:00 and remembered something. "Crap…the reservations at Fiola…"

"I've already rescheduled dinner for next Friday night. The maître d' was quite understanding when I had explained why I was rescheduling. He even said he hoped you got better."

The scientist groaned at his ruined plans. "I wanted tonight to be perfect, Cam."

The pathologist held her husband's hand. "It is perfect. My husband and sons were in a car accident and they are going to be all right. The phone call telling my family was here was the scariest call I ever got. I don't give a damn about some overpriced dinner, Arastoo. I would rather have you. Understand?"

Properly chastised, Arastoo smirked. "Yeah. I love you, Cam."

"I love you, too Arastoo." The pathologist said quietly before kissing her husband on the head. "Now, Isaiah insisted on staying with his brother tonight and the doctor cleared it. I'm going to get him quick so he can say good night to his dad. Then after that, I'm spending the night with you, Dr. Vaziri."

Arastoo knew better than to argue with his wife. "Yes, Dr. Saroyan."

Cam left the room and Arastoo took a deep breath. He was a lucky man. He had a gorgeous wife, three sons, a wonderful stepdaughter, and amazing friends.

"Dad…"

Smiling as his youngest son carefully wrapped his arms around his right, Arastoo was grateful for what he had.

Valentine's Day dinners are a dime a dozen. Families last a lifetime.