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Driving up on to the drive way, Hank noticed the decorations in the yard, "I see you put up the sleigh and the deer."

Parking the truck, Booth frowned, "I had to rewire the sleigh and one of the deer, but I expected it. Those lights don't last forever."

Opening the passenger door, Hank stepped out onto the driveway, "Yeah, those lights can be a real pain. Now they're your problem."

Stepping out of the truck, Booth opened up the passenger door behind him and leaned in. Tapping Parker on the shoulder, the boy woke with a start. Laughing Booth shook his head, "Time to wake up, Buddy. We're home."

His face filled with disbelief, Parker unbuckled his seat belt and leaped out of the truck, "Oh man, I can't believe I fell asleep."

Laughing, Booth walked around to the back of the truck to retrieve his grandfather's bags. "Go tell Bones we're home, Parker."

Racing across the yard, Parker ran up the stairs, opened the door and raced into the living room in search of his step-mother.

Amused, Hank remarked, "That boy only has one speed as far as I can tell."

Carrying the bags around the truck, Booth smiled, "I wish I had his energy."

Snorting, Hank remarked, "Don't we all."

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Stirring the mixed vegetables, Booth cut up a few pats of butter to let them melt with the hot mixture, "So Pops, Bones and my schedule looks good so we plan to go up to the camp next Friday afternoon. We plan to stay the entire Christmas week, if that's okay with you."

Sipping his coffee, Hank smiled, "Fine by me. I don't care where we spend Christmas as long as we're together."

Relieved, Booth placed the lid on the pot, opened the oven door, checked on the baking chicken and then closed the door. Lifting the lid on the pot of risotto, he tasted it and then placed the lid back on. "You've never been up there but I think you'll like it. We have three bedrooms, one and a half baths. A nice kitchen and living room and we have a garage behind the house. We use it for storage but we can park the truck there if the weather gets real bad. The back porch is covered and it has new stone rails so the steps are easy to walk up. There's a stone walkway that leads to Bone's tree house and then it continues to the back of the property up to the creek. The whole thing is fenced in and it's heavily wooded. I have a guy that comes in once a week to check on the house, keep the lawn mowed and he cleans up fallen branches and looks out for dead trees. If a tree dies, he cuts it up for cord wood and places it in the woodshed next to the garage. He does a nice job and I can't complain at all."

Smiling, Hank remarked, "It sounds very nice. I'm glad that you have that piece of property. I know you didn't want to take it at first but it's a nice place to go to relax and with your job you need a place like that. I wish I could have left you something like that, but those are the breaks. I'm looking forward to seeing it. I've never been to West Virginia so that's going to be a new adventure for me."

Pleased, Booth leaned against the counter, "Bones loves the place. I'm glad I kept it. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to handle the taxes but well, the will covers the first ten years and Bones said she'll pay them afterward if she has to. She wants to keep it and I'm fine with that. She deserves a place like that. She's so relaxed when we're up there. It makes me happy when she's happy. I wouldn't dream of taking it away from her."

Staring in wonder at his grandson, Hank shook his head, "You've come a long way, Shrimp and I'm glad. You found someone to share your life with, you have a beautiful son and a gorgeous daughter. I'm just so happy for you."

Feeling his a tightness in his throat, Booth turned to stare at the stove. Getting his emotions under control, he finally turned, "Let me go tell Bones and Parker dinner is almost ready. She and I take turns and today was my turn. She's a great cook, Pops."

Waving his hand, Hank complained, "I know that. You don't have to tell me. I think she's as good as you are."

Squinting at his grandfather, Booth snorted, "I'm a damn fine cook but I am way better than she is."

Shrugging his shoulders, Hank advised him, "Don't get your panties tied up in a knot there. I was complimenting both of you."

Walking across the room, Booth responded, "Yeah, okay. Let me go get the crew."

Laughing quietly, Hank sipped his coffee, "He always did take a lot of pride in his cooking."

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Arriving at the camp, Booth parked near the front porch. Turning to look at his grandfather, Booth smiled, "So what do you think of it."

Unbuckling his seat belt, Hank leaned forward from the back seat and smiled, "It looks very nice, Shrimp. The covered porch is really nice. I bet you sit out there when the weather is nice."

Her hands on her seat belt, Brennan responded, "We do. If we sit quietly sometimes we're lucky to see a deer cross our driveway. The fencing around the property is low enough that deer can jump it when they want. We posted the property so no hunting is allowed."

Opening the passenger door, Parker slid out of the truck, "I saw two wild turkeys the last time I was up here. It was so cool."

Amused, Hank opened his passenger door and exited the truck. Booth leaving his seat, stepped back to the passenger side and leaned in the open doorway freeing his baby girl from her seat. "Someone is still sleeping."

Walking around the truck, Brennan held her arms out, "I'll take her while you and Parker get the bags."

Kissing his daughter on the cheek, Booth carefully transferred her to her mother's waiting arms, "Once I get the bags in, I'm going to drive over to Parsons and see about buying a small Christmas tree and some decorations. We can keep the decorations here. I'll buy a storage box and we can keep it the garage."

Nodding her head, Brennan walked over to the steps leading up the porch and slowly ascended them. Sitting down on a chair near the door, she watched as Hank came up onto the porch. Pointing at the chair near her, Brennan smiled, "We have chairs on the back porch too."

Sitting down, Hank placed his cane between his knees and watched his grandson and great-grandson retrieve the bags from the back of the truck, "I sure would have liked a place like this when the kids were living with me. They had to play at the park or the school. The yard at my house was pretty small. Ten acres is a lot of room and just what a young boy needs."

Watching Parker huff as he tried to carry two bags over to the steps, Brennan smiled, "Parker seems to enjoy it immensely."

Dragging the bags up the steps, Parker was soon joined by his father. Unlocking the door, Booth turned to look at Hank, "Well come on, Pops, I'll give you the fifty cent tour."

Standing, Hank laughed, "Seems a reasonable price." Following Booth and Parker into the house, he was stunned by the beauty of the living room. Whistling, he stopped and admired the fire place in the living room, "This place is really nice."

Proud, Booth carried his grandfather's bags into the bedroom next to his, "This is your room." Placing the bags on the bed, Booth turned just in time to see Hank enter the room, "If you want to take a nap, go ahead. Parker and I are going to the store and Bones will probably take a nap while we're gone. Christine is still not sleeping through the nights so we're all a little short of sleep right now."

Nodding his head, Hank smiled, "I'll unpack and then I think I will take a nap. Thank you."

Leaving the room, Booth passed Brennan as she walked towards their bedroom, "I'll finish unloading and then I'll get over to the store. Why don't you rest while we're gone. I may pick up something for dinner so we don't have to cook tonight."

Kissing, Brennan smiled, "When you get back, I think you should take a nap too."

Returning her kiss, Booth smiled, "Sounds good."

Carrying another bag into the living room, Parker grumbled, "Come on, Dad. We need to go buy a Christmas tree. You can kiss later."

Irritated, Booth patted his son on the head as he passed him on his way back to the truck, "You know I'm going to start calling you the Grinch. Stop complaining. We have all afternoon to get the tree."

Dropping the bag near his bedroom door, Parker watched his father leave the house. Brennan, carrying her baby into the her bedroom, stopped and looked back at Parker, "If you'd like to decorate the porch then tell Booth to buy some lights. I'll help you string them on the railing this afternoon."

Pleased, Parker picked up his bag and smiled, "That sounds cool." Carrying the bag into his room, he dropped it and rushed out of his room. Racing over to the living room door, he opened it and raced out onto the porch, "Dad, do you need my help?"

Shutting the back of the truck, Booth held up some grocery bags, "Nope, I'll put these away and then we can go."

Holding the door open for his father, Parker advised his father, "Bones wants us to decorate the porch."

Nodding his head, Booth smiled, "Got it."

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Carrying the tree into the house, Booth propped it up near the door and studied the living room. Walking over to the window, he moved the bench sitting in front of it and slid it over to the wall near the fireplace. Moving the tree over to the window, he set it up and then made sure it was straight. Turning to look at his son, Booth smiled, "Okay, Buddy, lets decorate.

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