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During the summer the roof had developed a leak. Booth had the roof repaired; but, worried about his Christmas decorations and other junk he had in the attic, Booth had carried everything down to the garage. Building shelves along the back wall, Booth had then put the boxes on the shelves. After a few weeks, Booth decided to transfer all the junk and the Christmas decorations to plastic boxes to keep them from getting water damage in the future. He also decided to weed out the junk he and Brennan no longer wanted.
Looking through the boxes, Booth found a box marked, "Tempe's stuff". Booth remembered that when he and Brennan had moved into the house, Russ had brought over a few boxes of stuff that he said he had been keeping for Brennan. Brennan had put them in the attic and hadn't bothered to look inside the boxes.
Curious, Booth looked inside the box and found a few Christmas ornaments and a plastic rainbow. Holding up the rainbow, he saw it had a post on the bottom of it. Thinking about it, Booth realized what it was. Feeling sad for the little girl named Tempe, Booth put the rainbow and the rest of the decorations into a plastic box and marked it "Christmas stuff - use first."
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Booth had started a tradition when Christine was born, that he still insisted be honored. Every year, Booth put up the Christmas tree by himself. He thought up a theme and decorated it. He had a lot of decorations and had been collecting them for years. It just amazed him what people practically gave away at garage sales. He kept the door to the den closed and Brennan and Christine weren't allowed in it until he was ready to show off the tree.
Putting up a sign on the den door, Booth had made sure that his daughter understood that the sign included her, "Stay Out - That means Bones and you too Christine." Booth didn't want a repeat of last year, when Christine swore that since the sign didn't include her name, it only applied to her mother. You could never be too clear when it came to Brennan and their daughter. Christine was eight years old and a real chip off the old Brennan block.
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Booth worked on decorating his tree all day, the day after Thanksgiving; but, by 4 p.m. he finally had it decorated to his satisfaction. Walking out of the den, Booth looked for Brennan and Christine. It was time for the official Christmas Tree Viewing.
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"Come on Dad, open the door." Christine insisted. "You're not allowed to torture your kid you know. It's against the law."
Frowning, Booth asked, "Have you been watching C-Span again? I thought I told you that channel was off limits?"
"Dad." Christine pleaded.
Reaching up and grabbing his right hand, Christine used her Boothy charm smile and explained, "I forgot I wasn't supposed to watch that channel. What do you expect, I'm just a kid?"
Shaking his head, Booth retorted, "Who are you kidding? You never forget anything and neither do I. No more C-Span."
"Yes sir," Christine answered, looking sad.
Rolling her eyes, Brennan demanded, "Now that you two have finished your weekly argument about C-Span, may we see the tree, Booth? Hodgins, Angela and Michael will be here in about twenty minutes for the official tree viewing. I want to see it before they do."
Smiling, Booth responded, "Of course, close your eyes and I'll open the door."
Shaking her head, Brennan argued, "Booth. Just open the door and let us see the tree."
Giving Brennan his sad, puppy dog eyes, Booth pouted, "Well, alright. If that's what you want then I guess we'll go with that. I just thought that since. . ."
Putting her hands over her eyes, Brennan ordered, "Open the door Booth. Christine, put your hands over your eyes."
Seeing that her mother meant business, Christine put her hands over her eyes. Booth smiled and opened the door. "Bones is such a sucker when it comes to that sad look." Booth thought.
Opening the door, Booth stepped into the room and announced, "Ok, you can look now."
Taking her hands down from her face, Brennan walked into the room and saw something she hadn't seen since she was fifteen years old. Her rainbow was sitting on top of the tree. She didn't know where Booth had got the ornament; but, she felt strange seeing it on Booth's tree.
"Booth," Brennan asked, "Where's your mother's angel? You always use the angel as a tree topper."
Smiling, Booth explained, "New rule, Bones. We're going to use your ornament every other year. We'll use Mom's angel next year. It's not just my tree Bones, it's our tree."
Walking over to Booth, Brennan put her arms around Booth's neck and laughed, "I love you Booth. I love you because you always find ways to make me happy."
Leaning towards him, Brennan kissed Booth.
"Ah Mom, come on, not in front of the kid," Christine complained.
Breaking the kiss, Booth and Brennan stared at Christine.
Brennan explained, "We're just kissing, Christine."
Nodding her head, Christine confided, "I know; but, Dr. Phil says . . ."
Stopping, Christine slapped her hand across her mouth and stared at her father.
Squinting his eyes at Christine, Booth asked, "Hey, I thought I told you, you can't watch Dr. Phil anymore?"
Dropping her hand, Christine muttered, "I hear someone at the door."
Turning around, Christine ran across the room and exited through the doorway.
Looking at Brennan, Booth asked, "I thought you blocked C-Span and Dr. Phil?"
Nodding her head, Brennan said, "Apparently Christine unblocked them."
Shaking his head, Booth moved closer to Brennan and started kissing her again.
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I hope everyone has a Happy New Year.
