A/N: Thanks everyone for the fabulous reviews for the first one, I really appreciated them, I hope everyone had a great holiday. I know the holiday season is over, but I hope that doesn't mean you won't read my story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bones, if I did Hannah would not exist, am I the only one who hates her?

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Year 2

Like her first Christmas Emma was still not quite old enough to understand exactly what Christmas was. She was 1 and a half now and was starting to speak, but it was more saying words, not necessary connecting them and making words. Her brother Charlie however was a chatterbox, constantly giving anyone he talked to a headache.

The mobile she had gotten last year was still hanging in her room, and Emma still loved it, so her parents were trying to find the perfect present to top it, after careful thought they found the perfect item.

Christmas morning came faster than they expected and it didn't help that Charlie woke them up and 6:30 in the morning so her could open his presents. While he ran out his mother fast on his heels, Booth went to go get Emma.

She was standing in her crib a small smile on her face. She stretched out her arms when she saw her father which only made Booth smile. He carried her out to the living room when Charlie was sitting under the tree sorting through the presents.

It took a mere half an hour to open all the presents, thanks to Charlie's excitement about ever prospect for a new toy. His big present ended up being a new bike that he wanted to ride right away, refusing to take no for an answer even though it was snowing out.

Emma got a big variety of presents and since her mobile from last year spun and played music her parents got her two presents that focused on those things. They got her a little baby piano and a sit and spin. The baby piano was without a doubt her favorite present; she spent the rest of the morning banging her hands on the keys.

Around lunchtime she did something that her mother was not expecting;

"Mama look!" she screamed, or at least that's what Brennan thought she said, Brennan looked up and sure enough there was Emma banging her hands on the keys, and surprisingly enough it kind of sounded like music.

Charlie complained in the next few days about his sister's constant noise making but Brennan and Booth knew that this could possibly be her future, their little piano player.

"Our own little Mozart." Booth said one night not too long after Christmas when Emma was displaying her talents to Angela and Hodgins, whose own little daughter Kayla was already crawling. Angela and Hodgins agreed but Brennan she just smiled, knowing that Booth was right.

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So the endings not as good as I wanted it to be, but I was afraid I would go on forever if I kept writing. I hope you all enjoyed this one, and as you can see Angela and Hodgins have been introduced and will most likely be in chapters to come.

Review! (: please, to keep me sane.

Random note: this chapter was uploaded exactly one month after the first one, what do you know?

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