A/N: More Sully death action on the way!! This idea is thanks to NeverAndAlways. Enjoy!!
Deck the halls with boughs of Sully
Tim Sullivan, aka Sully, was taking a winter stroll around the Christmas tree farm. He loved the pine smell. It was snowing, but only very lightly. He thought about his girlfriend to help take his mind off the cold. He had invited her to go with him, but she had declined, opting instead for an evening home alone with a hot cup of tea and a good book.
He noticed Booth there with his son, and waved, receiving a wave and a smile back. He was glad Booth wasn't upset that he was seeing Temperance. After all, he'd had his chance. Now she was with him.
Sully continued his stroll. Parker walked among the trees, at last selecting one that had to be the biggest one in the farm.
"You're sure you want this one?" Booth asked, wondering how in the world the tree would fit in his door. Parker nodded vigorously in response.
"Ok…" Booth began chopping down the tree. Sully was strolling along slowly and noticed a penny in the snow. He bent down to pick it up, just as Booth finished chopping down the tree. The enormous tree crashed to the ground, right on top of Sully.
Parker clapped his hands happily at the felled tree, and Booth began dragging it to the car, unknowingly dragging an unconscious Sully along with it. He tied the tree on the roof of the car, Sully falling off behind the car as the tree was lifted up. Booth didn't see him and went to strap Parker in, stepping on Sully as he went. He started the car and backed out, right over Sully.
"What was that?" he muttered as the car hit the bump. He shrugged it off, put the car in drive and left the Christmas tree farm, leaving a dead Sully lying in the parking lot, the snow covering him up.