(After season 12)

This story is for the Bonesology 2018 Christmas/Holiday Fanfic challenge. It consists of twelve chapters that are drabbles which will be posted every day for the next twelve days. There is a theme that runs through the twelve chapters, but I will not reveal it until chapter 12. Most of you will guess it right away. Thanks.

I don't own Bones.

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"So what are we having for dinner, Hodgins? Turkey? Ham?" Booth clapped his hands together and smiled at his host. "I'll help you carve the turkey if you want me to."

Waiting for Brennan to close the door behind her and Christine, Hodgins moved his wheelchair out of the way and allowed everyone to enter the living room. "Nope, Angela's Dad is here for the holidays and he brought a cooler with him. He went hunting before he came and we're having what was in the cooler."

Suspicious, Brennan removed her coat and handed it to Angela. "What exactly did he hunt?" She was a vegetarian and didn't eat meat. Her child was an omnivore, but Christine was a fussy eater when it came to proteins and she would not force her daughter to eat rabbit or squirrel meat if she didn't want to eat it.

"Oh, he brought partridge." Hodgins pointed at the kitchen and rolled towards it. "Don't worry, Dr. B we have a lot of vegetable dishes and a couple of fruit ones plus two kinds of salad. No one has to eat the partridge if they don't want to."

Overhearing the conversation, Billy left the kitchen and entered the living room. "Ma'am, I know partridge isn't your traditional meat for Christmas, but a partridge is a game bird. It's better than turkey and if you give it a try, you might like it."

Booth handed Angela his coat as well as Christine's and turned to face Angela's father. "Bones is a vegetarian, but me and Christine will try it."

"Good, never turn down the opportunity to try new things." Billy went back into the kitchen with Hodgins following behind him.

Shrugging his shoulders, Booth smiled at his wife. "How bad can it be?"

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The dinner was served and Booth found a piece of partridge on his plate surrounded by sliced poached pears. There was also a small mound of sweet potatoes and rice dressing. He liked what was on the plate and so did Christine.

Aubrey, who had arrived a little late to the dinner, raved over the partridge and asked for the recipe which Billy was more than happy to pass on to him.

All in all, it was a successful Christmas dinner.

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These chapters are going to be drabbles. Let me know what you think of them. Thanks.