Author's Note: Happy Birthday to some1tookmyname!

Her request was Booth, Brennan and fluff.

Trace - thank you for the friendship, the laughs and the tears. Like I've said before you inspire me to be a better writer. I hope you enjoy this story, dear!

Thanks RositaLG and jaded_repartee for doing read-throughs.

Disclaimer: Nothing from Bones.

Their first anniversary of marriage, they celebrated at home. Booth had taken the day off from work and kept the girls home from school and daycare. He wanted to make sure everything was perfect. Brennan, of course, went to work like any other day.

He buckled Hadley and Lucy into their car seats and headed to the craft store. Since nothing about their life or their relationship was typical, he was going to infuse some traditions into the day. He had done some research about anniversary gifts. Paper or clocks for the first anniversary; he was going with paper.

Hadley and Lucy were excited about staying home and spending the day with their father. They insisted on wearing their princess bridesmaids dresses from the year before. Booth told them they were going to make some special gifts for their mother and decorate the house for a surprise. They kept asking questions from the back seat.

"Daddy, can we use glitter?"

"Daddy, can we get new markers?"

"Daddy, are we there yet?"

"Daddy, can we get stamps?"

Booth never thought he'd be in this place in the middle of the day, a craft store but he couldn't help but smile. Lucy was sitting in the carriage while Hadley walked beside them, touching all the paints and glitter sticks; trying to sneak some items into the cart while her father wasn't looking. Of course, he noticed but he never let on.

With a half of carriage filled with everything from paper to finger paints, the glitter tubes, popsicle sticks, and confetti - they ventured back home to start working. Booth didn't know how it happened but the girls covered more of the kitchen floor than their gifts with glitter. He figured if the girls were having fun, he wouldn't interrupt so he just started making dinner for them.

Brennan called right after dinner but right before the cleanup of the craft-making soiree to inform them she'd be leaving in thirty minutes. Meaning Booth had an hour to complete this mission of cleanups and getting the girls into bed.

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Brennan tiptoed upstairs to say goodnight to the girls.

Hadley greeted her with a "Happy Anniversary, Mama. We love you. We hope you love your surprises. Daddy said I couldn't tell you anymore than that. So I won't."

She kissed her daughter's forehead and whispered, "I love you, too. . . Oh really? Daddy said you couldn't tell me anything, not fair! I will just have to be surprised then. I expect you had a fun day." She finished tucking her in and got Hadley's favorite book, The Lorax and read the first few pages as she fell asleep.

Booth was still in Lucy's room as Brennan came in.

She whispered, "Happy Day, Mama"

"Thank you, baby. I hope you had fun with Daddy today." Brennan kissed her forehead while Booth continued reading to her.

Brennan glanced at her husband. She noticed he had some glitter in his hair, she reached up to remove it. He looked into her eyes and smiled. She did the same as she started to recite the book along with Booth. They realized that Lucy had fallen asleep.

Booth grabbed her hand and whispered, "Ready?"

Brennan nodded.

He took his wife's hand and led her outside.

"Booth, where are we going?" She asked.

"Don't worry about it, Bones. Just come with me."

The treehouse.

He let her go first, of course. She turned to look at Booth, he gave him a kiss. "I love you, Booth."

"Love you too, Bones."

He had put so much work into this. The inside of the treehouse had been transformed, the girls' toys were all picked up and stored in the corner. The twinkling lights were strung across the windows. Candles flickered on the table, accentuating a complete dinner set-up. Confetti lined the floor.

Booth pulled out the kiddie chair, indicating Brennan should sit down. He grabbed a bottle of wine and poured it while she sat.

As he held up his wine glass, he started talking, "Happy Anniversary, Bones."

His wife held up her glass, "Happy Anniversary, Booth." Their glasses clinked.

Booth turned around in the chair to dish out the food. He served her first. "Let's eat."

"Pizza and salad, Booth?"

"Did you think I was going to cook?" He laughed.

"No, I did not. This is perfect." And it was.

"I have more. . . I hope you are still hungry."

"If you are indicating I need to save room for dessert, I will."

Booth had the top of their wedding cake re-created. Cake in the Booth house does not stay for long. Even though, primarily, candles only go on birthday cakes, he placed candles in each piece of cake.

"Make a wish, Bones. Something you want to come true."

"I believe thinking about something while blowing out a candle will not make wishes come true but you've taught me that sometimes I should just cede to things I don't understand." She closed her eyes and blew out the candle. "And Booth, you and me together – it came true."

"It sure did, baby. . . And now, the grand finale, are you ready?"

"Yes, I am ready."

Once again, he turned around to retrieve another surprise. "These are from the girls. Parker said he would call back later."

The first gift, from Hadley, was a big piece of construction paper folded in half making a card. Glitter was falling off the paper as he handed it over. "Happy One, Mama" lined the cover.

"Had wanted to write 'Anniversary' but it wouldn't fit. She wouldn't let me help her write it."

Brennan laughed, "That's my girl." She opened the card, inside written in Booth's handwriting was a note.

Mama,

Happy Anniversary.

Me and Lucy love you very much.

But we know Daddy loves you the most.

I will always be your princess.

Thank you for being my Queen.

Love, Hadley

Brennan was brought to tears, "Our child is an extraordinary."

"She sure is."

Another card, this one from Lucy. Glitter and puff paints were thrown onto the paper without much thought. Booth's writing, once again, was inside.

Mama,

I love you.

Happy Day.

Love, Lucy

She laughed through more tears, "Straight to the point."

"You know how Lucy is. . . One more, Bones. Of course, we kept up with paper tradition. . . Here." He placed a stack of papers in front of her. It was fastened like a book. The cover had a big ribbon on the front underneath it said, "Year One."

She opened up to the first page. His handwriting again.

Bones,

My life began when I met you.

You don't believe in fate, but I do.

It took us a long time to get where we are.

To think it was almost destroyed one night at a bar.

Every day you amaze me.

Every day I'm dazzled by you.

Thank you for loving me the way you do.

Words will never be enough.

Always,

Booth

She looked up, again. She reached across the table and stroked his cheek. She didn't. . . she couldn't say anything. Tears fell down her face. She didn't attempt to clear them; and she was only on the first page of his book. She turned the page. A picture of the four of them, a frame made from popsicle sticks. 'Everything happens eventually' was written on the sticks. Hand-prints of Hadley, Lucy and Booth filled the page.

"It's going to take me awhile to get through this book, huh?"

"You think it was easy for me? I made it."

"You cried, Booth?"

"Like a baby."

Brennan persevered. On the following pages, he posted more pictures including Parker, wrote some poems, some funny quotes and put some song lyrics in there, too. She finished it while stealing glances at her husband, smiling and laughing at the recalled memories.

"Booth, thank you. This is the best gift I have ever received."

"I'm glad you like it." He held out a champagne flute for his wife. "Here's to many more, Bones."

"30, 40 or 50 years."

"I have something for you, as well. . . Like you, I chose paper in the tradition of celebrating marriage anniversaries. This gift is to celebrate one of the best days of your life."

"The day we got married."

"No, Booth. This isn't about me. It's another something to put amongst your man town memorabilia."

"What did you do?" He couldn't imagine where she was going with this.

Brennan retrieved a small bag from under the table.

"I didn't see you bring anything up, Bones."

"I've become quite stealth."

Booth took the tissue paper from the top of the bag. He removed the wrapped package, he took out what looked to be a box. He untied the gold ribbon and proceeded to take off the the paper.

A shadowbox.

Ticket stubs.

The Vet.

Tuesday, October 21, 1980.

Game 6 of The World Series.

Phillies won.

He looked at his wife while salty tears flowed down his face. His fingers traced the tickets. He was at a loss.

"Your one perfect day."

"Until, today."

To be continued. . .

BTW: I had written this BEFORE The Male in the Mail, really! But I suppose that the Bones team wrote it before me, but whatever. #Twinning (RositaLG can testify.) :)