Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas

Disclaimer: I don't own Bones….I'm a bit bitter about that.

A/N (Timeline notes): Nothing in the third season has happened, and Hodgins never proposed to Angela….so all that stuff is just out of the picture. This is BB and HA.

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You better watch out
You better not cry
Better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town

Santa Claus is Coming To Town

Friday, December 22nd

Angela was bouncing around her office, she had found her boyfriend's stash of Swiss chocolate, which he had, of course, hidden behind his racing beetles. Outside her office life went on as usual, yet no one seemed to be in the holiday mood. Angela, being Angela, couldn't let that slide. She had already plotted everything out last night with Hodgins.

The Christmas season had officially begun, and she was going to make people happy, whether they wanted to be or not!

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Standing next to Zack as he studied a femur she waved a white envelope in front of his face, "Zack, Jack and I are throwing a party next Friday, and you're coming."

Zack sighed as he put down the bone, "What?"

"I let it slide last year, since everyone had plans, and since this year you're not going home, and Bren has too much 'work' to go on that dig, i figured we could do something together."

"You're having a party," Zack said slowly, trying to understand.

Angela grinned, "Yes!"

"The entire lab is going?"

The artist saw the trace of fear in his eyes, "No! Just the five of us…I was going to invite Dr. Goodman, but he's still on that sabbatical."

"Why are you having a party?"

Angela sighed in frustration, "The anniversary of when we got locked in the lab! Brennan loved it, I know she did, she always spends Christmas working, and being with us that year was good for her."

Zack nodded in understanding, "So I have to go?"

Angela nodded and pushed the invitation into his gloved hands, "Yes."

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Angela sat down in the chair across from her best-friend, "Sweetie, look up. I'm talking to you. Kathy and Andy's torrid romance will still be there when I'm done."

"Ange, I need to work, I have 3,000 more words to do before the end of the month," Tempe responded, still not looking up.

"Turn it off and listen to me. Good," Angela smiled and handed the forensic anthropologist a white envelope, "I'm having a party."

Tempe placed the envelope on a stack of papers, "I'm busy."

Angela rolled her eyes, typical Temperance, "You don't even know when it is."

"I'm not going, I'll just feel awkward and I won't know anyone."

"It's a select guest list, you, Zack, Hodgins, me, and our Mr. Sexy FBI."

"Booth actually agreed to your madness?"

Angela shrugged her shoulders, "Well not in the sense of actually agreeing, but that so isn't the point. You're coming, I don't want to be stuck with Zack…you know I need a girl to talk to."

Brennan sighed, "What about Cam?"

Angela groaned, "She can't come."

"Why not?"

"Because, then it would ruin the party. This party is about bonda—err bonding, just like we did when we got locked in Christmas eve," Angela explained.

Brennan sighed as she looked at the clock, "Fine, but only if Booth is going. I don't want to be stuck with Zack while you and Jack are off fornicating." Angela didn't have to know she was only agreeing because she was counting on Seeley to say no.

Angela squealed and clapped her hands together, "The details are in the envelope, and a list of what to bring. I'm so happy!"

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Fiddling with her visitor's badge she reclined in the chair across from Booth, "Booth."

He gave her a half smile, wondering what prompted this visit, "Angela."

"I'm throwing a party, and Brennan wants you to come."

Booth was silent at her blunt statement, "She-she actually said she wanted me to come?"

Angela glanced away from the FBI agent, "More or less."

Booth bit his lip, "What's the 'less'?"

"Zack. Bren doesn't want to be all alone with him while I'm with Jack, so she said she would only come if you came. So you have to come!"

"I don't know Angela, I mean spending my evening with squints…plus things are still tense with Cam. I just don't think it's a good idea."

Angela's smile just got bigger, "Then it's a good thing that it will just be the five of us."

Booth's face went slack, "Oh no, you're having an anniversary party where we all nearly got Valley fever! That won't end well!"

Angela's eyes twinkled, "Oh come on, there'll be mistletoe and eggnog. The perfect time to get a little sugar, come on Booth, you know you want to."

Booth scoffed, "I don't want Bones!"

Angela raised her eyebrows, "Who said anything about Bren?"

Booth scowled at her, "Fine! I'll go, but if something happens, I reserve the right to say 'I told you so'. Okay?"

"Yay! I can't wait to tell Brennan, we're going to have so much fun!"

Angela gave him a white envelope and bounced out of the office humming a Christmas song.

Booth flipped the envelope into the air and caught it again.

"I've just sold my soul to the devil," a smile slipping onto his face despite the upcoming apocalypse.

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My goal is to post one chapter a day, so any ideas about fluff would be greatly appreciated. This is a fic to fulfill all your fluffy daydreams about BB and a bit about HA. This is a Christmas gift to all of you. If anyone wants to help volley ideas back and forth apply within… Review!