A/N: Just a little fun to jump-start the Writing Muse. I have a writing prompts app on my Kindle and today's random scene said: In a motel room, a jacket, a mobile phone, an excited mood. This is what became of that prompt.

AU. No set timeframe. Definitely not canon. Might be slightly OOC. There has been no beta for this little ditty and just a smidge of proofreading. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Bones doesn't belong to me. I wish it did!

Japanese Surprise

She missed him. She had been in Japan for nearly two weeks doing a book tour to promote her newest book and had barely spoken to him during that time. She was unable to see him before she left, which only added to her loneliness.

Jared and Padme had moved north to New Hampshire after they married and he took Hank to visit them for the Christmas holiday. He had invited her to go with them, but she had promised Russ and Amy that she and Max would join them in North Carolina during the holiday. He was due to arrive back in D.C. the day after her and they had planned to have dinner and exchange gifts before she left.

Unfortunately for them, however, a blizzard hit the northeast and his flight was cancelled for several days. And so, she left D.C. before he even made it out of New Hampshire, the ache in her heart growing slightly at not being able to see him, smell him, or hug him before she left for a six-week tour through Eurasia.

As she turned the shower off, she could hear her cell phone ringing in the other room. She quickly grabbed a towel from the rack beside the tub and wrapped it around herself. With her hair dripping, she dashed into the bedroom, grabbing her phone from the table beside the bed.

"Brennan," she answered, out of breath from her hurried rush to catch the caller.

"Bones?" She hear his familiar voice on the other end and smiled. "Is that really you?"

She laughed a little at his voice. He sounded like a little boy who was meeting his sports hero for the first time.

"Yes, Booth, it's really me. You dialed my number. Who else did you expect to answer?"

"Oh, I don't know, Bones. You're halfway around the world, y'know? Who knows what you do when you're on one of those tours." She could hear the teasing in his voice, knowing he had a smirk on his face.

"Well, good thing I answered the phone, then," she teased back. "Now you may never know what I do when I'm away on a tour."

He laughed a full laugh and it sent a warm rush through her. She really missed him.

"Did you get my gift yet?" he asked, pulling her back to the conversation. Gift? He sent me a gift? she thought.

"You sent me a gift?" she asked, curious. "You didn't have to buy me a gift."

"Of course I had to buy you a gift, Bones. It's Christmas!" The excitement of the holiday was present in his tone and he sounded happy, happier than he had in a long time. "You didn't think I would? I thought we agreed to –"

"We did," she interrupted him. She had forgotten about Christmas. "I just forgot about it, what with everything else that was going on before I left Washington."

He laughed again, bringing the warm rush back into her body. She loved the sound of his laugh.

"I'm sorry, Booth. Your present is still in my apartment. If you want, I can call Max and have him meet you …"

"Nope, no, that's okay, Bones," he said, his voice lower than before.

"Are you okay? You sound like you're almost whispering. Are you in a meeting?" she asked, trying to discern why his temperament had suddenly changed.

"No, no. I'm okay. Just don't want everyone to hear my conversation, y'know?" His voice was still low and, although she couldn't hear anything in the background, he was obviously keeping quiet for a reason. Suddenly she heard a knock at the door.

"Hold on, Booth," she told him. "Someone's at the door. Maybe it's your Christmas present."

She stood from the bed, wrapping the towel tighter around her body. With the phone still cradled against her ear, she could hear him breathing.

As she opened the door, she nearly dropped the phone at the sight presented before her. There in blue jeans, a Flyers t-shirt, and a black leather jacket stood Seeley Joseph Booth, grinning wide at the woman in front of him.

"Merry Christmas!" he said into the phone. She heard his words at the same time they echoed in her ear. She smiled big, a genuine smile as she lowered the phone from her ear.

"Booth?" she questioned. "What are you …?"

"Doing here?" he laughed. "Isn't it obvious? I came to see you."

She chuckled, still not believing he was standing in front of her.

"Can I come in?" he asked, noticing that she had not moved since she opened the door except to lower and disconnect the phone.

"Of course you can come in!" she exclaimed, grabbing his arm and pulling him into her room.

As soon as the door was shut, she turned, finding herself pinned against the inside of the door, his body blocking her from moving further into the room. She dropped her phone then, not caring what happened to it. He's here, she thought. He's really here.

As soon as the thought cleared her mind, his lips were on hers, his hands at her waist. She opened her mouth to him, her tongue snaking in to play with his. He groaned deep in his throat as she pressed herself against him.

A few moments – or minutes, they weren't sure – later, they parted, enjoying being close to the other again after so much time apart.

"I've missed you, Booth," she whispered, playing with the decal on his shirt.

"I've missed you, too. That's why I flew over," he said, slipping off his jacket, tossing it in the designated closet area of the room. "I couldn't wait another month to see you." He smiled, leaning down to kiss the sensitive area behind her ear.

She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close, running her hands up and down his back, enjoying the feel of him in her arms again. She pulled his shirt up, slipping her hands beneath the fabric. Her movements surprised him and he nipped at the firm skin of her neck.

She made a sound like a squeak, surprising him again.

"Do you always answer your door in a towel when you're out of town?" he asked, standing straight, looking at her flushed face. It wasn't something that had not occurred to him before and now that it had, he had to know the answer. "I mean, it's not exactly professional, y'know. And being a famous author, you have to be more careful, Bones."

She exhaled, both irritated and overjoyed with him for being so concerned for her safety.

"No, I don't normally answer the door in a towel, but you had me distracted," she explained. "I am normally quite careful due to my elevated status as a best-selling author. That is why I take extra precautions when I'm traveling." She stopped, looking at him with her "scientist look" as he called it.

"Speaking of which, how did you find me?" she asked. "I don't register under my legal name, but under another name so I'm not recognized when traveling."

"Dafnee Luppiter," he said with a smile. "It isn't that hard to figure out, Bones. I know you, remember? Favorite flower? Favorite planet? Dafnee for daffodils. Luppiter is the Latin word for Jupiter. We really need to come up with something a little more covert next time."

She laughed again, her curiosity sated. She was happy that he knew those things about her, even if she had never mentioned them. It showed he cared and she appreciated that.

She moved closer to him again, bringing her arms around his neck.

"So," she asked. "Did you bring me an actual present, one I can unwrap? Or are you it?"

"Of course I have a present for you, Bones," he said as he leaned down to capture her lips. "What about me? Is there a present here for me?"

"I think I can find something for you to unwrap." She spoke low as she pushed him back towards the bed. "And I think you'll enjoy what I have for you."

Well, there you go! Just a quick little story to get the creative juices flowing. I hope you enjoyed it! I may do more of these from time to time, but no promises! Thanks for reading! I'd love to hear your thoughts!