AN: I don't own Bones, Christmas is coming so it is time that I put my Christmas story on, Enjoy

CHAPTER ONE: The Baby and The Daddy

DAISY'S POV-

I wash my hands quickly in the bathroom. I feel the warm water mix with the lather of soap forming on my hands and I rinse them off. After turning the tap in order to prevent the constant flow of water I walk out of the room and towards the room that my infant son was resting in.

I peer into the babies crib as I enter the room. I have to lean over in order to not bang my head against the mobile that was hanging above the crib. The mobile it had been created by Christine and Parker Booth just for our baby, it had a vast variety of photo's hanging down from it. Parker had made a mobile quite similar to Seeley's for his baby sister Christine. That was three years ago now and now Christine could assist her older brother in his arts and crafts endeavours.

I don't know what surprised me most, the fact that the linen in the crib was made or the fact that my son wasn't in it. Okay I'm going to go with the latter. I stand up and glance around the room. This seriously wasn't funny. He was a baby he couldn't walk anywhere.

I stroll, rather frantically, into the room that I shared with my boyfriend, and the father of my son, Lance Sweets. Ever since I had told him that I was pregnant with his child he had become super overprotective, which was very sweet of him, but it still got annoying. He worried himself sick about baby Seeley sometimes and I knew that he wasn't going to be happy that Seeley wasn't sleeping in his crib. This immediately reminded me of what happened to Angela and Hodgins a couple of years back. Pelant, a psychopathic serial killer, had broken into their house and surrounded their son with blood and flower petals. I remembered how much that had traumatised Angela.

I push down on the door handle and the door immediately opens. I glance into the room and I let out a sigh of relief, Sweets was sitting on the bed wearing a Santa hat and bouncing about Seeley who also had a smaller Santa hat on his head. I knew that I should be annoyed but the sight of my two favourite guys wearing Santa hats atop of their matching black curly hair was just so perfect that I couldn't keep myself from smiling.

"Buddy, here comes mommy" Sweets cries as he bounces about his son.

I sit down on my bed besides my boyfriend and lean my head against his shoulder.

"Hi Seeley I was really worried when you weren't in your crib, daddy had you" I reply as I smile at my son.

Sweets looks at me "Sorry baby I just had to put this Christmas hat on his head. I bought it from Baby's 'R' Us yesterday and it was bound to look adorable on him"

I shake my head "That's fine baby but it's all the work that we have to do with serial killers and things that get me a bit jittery at times. Sometimes I still think about Pelant or the Gravedigger even though they are long gone"

Sweets just looks at me "Don't you worry about them they did nothing to you, it was me that they tried to kill"

I turn back to Seeley "Why is he wearing a Christmas hat today Lancelot, it's not even Christmas"

"It's Christmas Eve and we really need to get into the Christmas spirit. It's out first Christmas as a family and we really need to celebrate"

I nod "I suppose you're right but Sweets you've been in the Christmas spirit for the past few months. I think that we are the only people in the apartment with the entire door covered in tinsel and wreaths"

"Yeah we may be but that also means we are the only people with some creative juices flowing in this whole apartment building as well"

I slowly take baby Seeley from my boyfriend's arms and continue rocking him back and forth "You must be as excited about Christmas as your daddy sweetie considering that you are his son"

The baby gurgles happily before swiping his hands about in front of my face. I smile at him and rub my nose against his. I was happy that I finally had a proper family; I hadn't had a real family Christmas since I was a kid and even then I had a feeing that that wouldn't be as eventful as the Christmas that we were planning on tomorrow.

"Okay so what are you doing today baby?" I ask my boyfriend as I scoop a spoonful of breakfast cereal into my mouth.

Lance looks up from his newspaper and smiles at me "Well I had promised Christine and Parker that I'd take them to the Christmas lights around DC tonight and I have to do some last minute Christmas shopping. I still got a present for Temperance, Cam and Christine"

I smile "Well I'm happy to come. We have to go get a photo with Santa with baby Seeley. It's his first Christmas with us and we need to get a Santa photo for each year of his childhood"

"That sounds like fun" Sweets replies with a smile "I wish that I got to have a photo with Santa when I was a kid. That was a privilege that I never received"

I just look at him with obvious pity in my eyes, something that Sweets didn't like. He didn't like it when people pitied him. "Oh baby you can been the photo with our son, you can have privileges now"

Sweets just nods "Yeah, well that does sound like fun. We better get going soon because you know how busy the shops get on Christmas Eve, we have to learn to not be such procrastinators"

I laugh to myself and dump all of the breakfast dishes into the sink to be cleaned later, Sweets was right. We really are procrastinators.

AN: Thanks for reading, Chapter two will be up soon and it will include a special photo with Santa.

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