Disclaimer: I understand Hart Hanson and FOX have ownership rights to all 'Bones' concepts, characters, and dialog. This is intended to be simple Fan Fiction for the enjoyment of the author and any readers.

Friday

Suffolk Mill Condos

Lowell, Massachusetts

The brightening light of early morning that slipped into the room found Emily awake, relaxed in her now favorite sleeping position, enveloped by David. She was so happy. The tension and underlying concerns she did not know she had harbored were gone. She listened to the soft breathing just behind her ear. Her eyes traveled from the windows slowly over at the small table on 'her' side of the bed, the table where David had placed the medicines for her sickness while she cowered in the corner in terror six mornings ago. Six mornings ago, that was all it had been to change her life so completely. She smiled at the wonder of it all as she lightly ran her fingers along the back of the hand that was close to her face. Her eyes narrowed slightly as a thought came to mind. Her hand moved slowly under the sheet across her hip until it reached his hip. Slowly fingers tracked along the side of the hip and up and down the upper thigh. No reaction, the breathing behind her continued the same slow regular pace. Hum, she thought, still sleeping is he. She slowly moved her bottom in a very small circular movement pressing against him as her fingers moved from his hip to his bottom and applied a gentle massage. She heard the breathing behind her change and he snuggled against her while pulling her in closer to him and then he was quiet again. Humph, she would need to be more direct. A few moments later David was suddenly very awake.

A half hour or so later David was rinsing the shampoo out of Emily's hair as she hung on to his hips. After a few wipes of her eyes with the back of her hands she grabbed back on to his hips, blinked a few times and focused on his face. "So, did you enjoy our 'morning delight'? A smug smile crossed her face as she waited for a response.

"Morning delight?" David snickered at the words. "Morning, afternoon, evening, anytime, making love with you is always a delight." David replied in a husky tone then laughed as the first blush in a while covered Emily's face.

A few minutes later they were out of the tub on the bath mat and Emily was drying her hair while David was drying her body in a manner that included varied levels of sexually explicit tickling. It caused Emily to squirm around in a futile attempt to ward off the tickling as giggles and small yelps escaped from her grinning face. "David, David, heeee, enough, I'm dry… Daaaviddd, heee, that's enough, please…" the last words and giggles ended on David's lips as he pulled her into his arms and hugged her close.

They were soon dressed and in the kitchen. Emily was starting on the English muffins, "David? Did Angela come home last night?"

"No, I don't think so." David replied as he pulled the peanut butter, cinnamon and the bag of coffee from the panty.

Emily hesitated, "Will she wear the same clothes to her work today that she wore yesterday?" she had noticed that Angela had worn different clothing every day. "Or will she arrive home soon so she can pick different clothing for today? Should we plan on breakfast for her?"

"No, she has some spare things at Jacks, she's done this before. Besides, it's Friday so she'll probably just wear jeans into the office today." David replied as he started the coffee maker.

Emily thought about this new bit of information, "Why would she wear less formal clothes on a Friday?"

David leaned against the counter and smiled over at her, thinking, 'ah, another twenty-first century work/social situation to be explained.' "Well, about twenty or more years ago, companies started to allow employee to dress more casually on Fridays, most people liked the idea, and it helps employee morale. Actual, many companies have casual dress codes all the time now. Some companies do expect people to dress more professionally if they are going to meet with clients or other certain situations."

"Oh, as you wanted me to dress in the skirt and long sleeve blouse for your clients yesterday?"

"Yeah, Angela does dress professional on Fridays if she has a meeting or if she has to be in court."

"So, that is why you suggested these odd length pants and this skimpy revealing blouse today?"

David looked at her in the fitted short sleeve summer top and cropped slacks and smiled, "Yeah, it's Friday, same reason I'm wearing my jeans. Actually, working from home so much I never really thought about a dress code that much, it was just me." He raised one eyebrow at her, "with you, you can wear whatever you're comfortable wearing," he then grinned, "or nothing at all."

Emily eyed him coolly as she crossed her arms across her chest. 'Ah, another flirty game…' "I will think about that, but I am already dressed, so, not today." She arched an eyebrow in his direction before turning back to the toaster that just popped the English muffins.

Hours later the two of them were busy working. When…

Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Emily looked up at the odd noise. She then remembered it was the same sound she heard when the pizza delivery woman had arrived Saturday night. She looked over at David.

"Why don't you go get it, ok?" David asked and smiled oddly at her.

"Ok?" she replied a little quizzically.

She was soon opening the front door of the condo. There stood a man dressed all in brown with the letters UPS in yellow on one side of his chest.

"Emily Deschanel?"

"Yes, I am Emily Deschanel…" she responded, shocked someone would ask for her. He handed her a thin heavy weighted paper thing with a variety of printing all over it. He asked her to sign her name on a small version of David's laptop computer in the mouse pad area, thanked her, told her to have a nice day and then turned and left her standing there confused.

Emily closed the door, turned the lock and slowly walked up the stairs turning the odd paper thing around in her hand. "David? A man gave me this ah, paper, ah, thing? Then he asked me to sign my name on a mouse pad similar to your small computer. I don't know what this means?"

"It's an envelope delivered by a private company, kind of like the post office. Is your name on it?" he asked knowing full well the answer.

Emily turned it around a couple more turns looking closely then, there was her name with the address of David's condo. "Yes, here." She pointed to it and showed him.

"Ah, must be for you… do you have a secret admirer I don't know about?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

"No, you…" now her eyes narrowed as she looked closer at him and quickly noticed the amused look on his face, "David, what is this all about?" She glared at him and waved the envelope in his direction.

"Open it and find out." He responded with a grin.

Emily eyed him then she turned the envelope around in her hands until she saw the 'open here' words and small tab. She looked over at him again.

"That's it, just grab the tab and pull across the top."

Seconds later she pulled out a standard size white envelope with 'Chase' in the corner and her name across the middle.

"Open it,' he repeated, still grinning.

Emily was beginning to realize that this was obviously something that he had gotten for her and he was getting great pleasure out of her reaction to the whole situation. When she finally opened the last small folder inside the envelope she gasped. There was a plastic rectangle, identical to the one he used as money everywhere they had gone. As she looked closer, her name, in gold letters was printed in the corner.

David explained how credit cards worked. He then explained he wanted her to be able to go shopping with Angela, without him, and still be able to buy what she needed and wanted. After hugs and kisses from her for his thoughtfulness, he then suggested that she create an excel worksheet for herself so she could track her income and expenses. Also, it would be good practical experience with excel.

The day moved by quickly. David started to give Emily more 'real' work to practice her rapidly developing software skills. They spent more time actually working together on pieces of different projects. Emily was able to make a few suggestions and express her opinion on a number of parts of the different client project presentations. David always listened and then many times explained the whys and reasons for the current methods and formats, but there were still a couple of her suggestions that were incorporated into the projects. By the end of the day David had been impressed but not surprised at her contributions.

Just after six thirty they left the condo to head to Wilmington and the local family favorite Chinese restaurant.

Once they were out on to the highway the subject of the evenings food choice came up.

"You probably have never had Chinese food have you?"

"Ah, no…"

"Well another new taste experience for you," David chuckled.

"Is it food from China?" Emily asked with a tone of concern.

"Well, hum, probably not totally. You see we have many different kinds of what is called ah, ethnic foods. Chinese, Mexican, Italian, Arab, Greek, plus many others. Um, shortly after your time, people from many different countries in Europe and then later other parts of the world immigrated to this country and they brought their traditions and their traditional foods. However, over time the foods sometimes change. Mostly to adapt to the tastes of most people, plus like anything else people have their own ideas and tastes in foods so there are now many different versions of the various ethnic foods. This restaurant has been a favorite of my family for Chinese food for years."

"I am sure I will like the food." Emily responded warily.

"Don't worry, we usually order a few different dishes and share it, so we should be able to find something you like." He glanced over for a second and smiled at her.

"Well, everything I have tried has been very good; the variety has truly been amazing." Emily sighed. "There was really nothing that was so unpleasant I could not eat it."

They arrived at the restaurant just at seven. David was not surprised to see that his parents were already there talking to Rick, the owner. He was also not surprised to see Angela and Jack were not there. As soon as they entered the lobby, there were family greetings and hugs all around. Instant excited babbling conversation ensued between David's mother and Emily. The ring was ooohed and aaahed over by David's mother. David felt a congratulatory pat on the back from his father. Rick ushered them over to a larger table away from the main dining area so they could have some privacy. After the excitement of the ring died down conversation moved to how was Emily adapting this new world for her, beyond their obvious personal relationship, which caused a round of chuckles.

"Well I do have to make another announcement about our relationship." David grinned at his parents. "As of Monday morning Emily is my Administrative Assistant and she has been working hard all week learning the keyboard, computers and MS Office. She was keying over fifty words a minute by the end of Monday… in one day, amazing!" David went on to praise Emily to the smiles and comments of congratulation from both parents. Emily blushed under the praise, but was able to joke about the little woman in the keyboard program to everyone's amusement.

Angela and Jack came bursting through the door, "we got it, we got it." Angela hurried excitedly to the table with Jack trailing along with a big grin on his face. Conversation turned to the new house and all the details of the offer negotiations. At this point Rick and the waitress appeared with a large bottle of champagne. Glasses were filled and toasts were made to now an engagement and a first home. Excited two way, three way, four way conversations and joking took place as food was ordered, delivered and shared. Emily was in the middle of it all, a part of it all, included in it all. Family.