Mychakk prompt: maybe one more chapter? Doesn't have to be the Christmas Day, but maybe a Boxing Day when they meet with the gang? For dinner/drinks/bonding time - something like that? :)

Mendenbar and jsboneslover wanted a sequel too.

Well, since you asked . . . .

I don't own Bones.

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Sweets waited for most the afternoon; but, he finally got Booth alone in the kitchen.

"Uh . . . Booth, is there something that I should know about, I mean about you and Dr. Brennan?"

Cutting a slice from an applesauce cake, Booth placed it on a plate and replied, "Nope."

Sighing, Sweets asked, "Why did Max say that you're married? I distinctly heard him say you're married and you didn't correct him."

Smiling, Booth replied, "I didn't have a reason to correct him."

Stepping closer to Booth, Sweets stared at him, "So you two are married?"

"Maybe."

"Come on, cut the crap . . . Are you two married or not?"

Reaching into his jeans pocket, Booth slipped a ring on his left ring finger and called out, "Hey Bones. The kid caught it . . . I told you he did."

Brennan, standing behind Sweets, shook her head, "My father is careless."

Nodding his head, Booth replied, "Yeah, I know . . ." Holding up his left hand, Booth smiled.

Brennan, shrugging her shoulders, removed her ring from her slacks pocket and put it on. "Don't forget to bring Christine a sippy cup of milk when you bring her a piece of cake."

Nodding, Booth pulled out a clean sippy cup from the cabinet, filled it with milk, cut a very small piece of cake, added it to his plate and walked around the counter.

Sweets, stunned at the events unfolding before him, asked, "Wait, you're married . . . . Booth, are you married? . . . . You're married right?"

Booth, walking around Sweets, walked across the living room with Brennan and entered the man cave.

Sighing, Sweets exclaimed, "God, I hate it when they do that."

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Sweets was in the kitchen pouring himself a glass of eggnog when he heard a knock. Walking over to the front door, Sweets opened it to find a group of young men standing in front of him singing. The squints realizing that they were looking at Sweets slowly stopped singing.

Puzzled, Wendell asked, "What are you doing here?"

Smiling, Sweets replied, "I spent the day with Booth and Brennan. Why'd you stop singing?"

Irritated, Arastoo responded, "We came to sing for Dr. Brennan and her baby, not you."

Nodding his head, Sweets replied, "Do you want to come in? They're watching movies."

Nodding his head, Fisher replied, "Of course we want to come in. It's cold out here and it's getting dark and I for one have no intention of leaving here until Christine hears at least one song from me. I'm not making this evening a total waste of my time singing a piece of a song just for you."

Smiling, Sweets stepped aside and let the want-to-be carolers into the house. Pointing across the room, Sweets advised, "They're in that room over there."

Nodding, Finn admired the Christmas tree in front of the window, 'That's a pretty nice tree. My Mom decorates one every year too."

Arriving at the entrance to the man cave, Wendell poked his head into the room and smiled when he saw Booth, Brennan, Christine and Max. "Hey, we came by to sing a couple of Christmas songs for Christine. We wanted to make her first Christmas special."

Grinning, Booth stood up with Christine in his arms, "Did you hear that Christine? We have carolers."

Christine, holding onto her father's shirt, looked with suspicion at the group of young men now standing in the entranceway.

Brennan, curious about her interns, stood next to Booth and asked, "What are you going to sing?"

Arastoo the spokesman for their little group responded, "Oh, we're going to sing, 'Silent Night' and 'Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer'."

Fisher deciding that Brennan should know the whole story remarked, "I wanted to sing 'O The Holly She Bears a Berry'; but, I was out voted. Everyone seems to think that song is too serious and a little graphic for an infant. I on the other hand . . ."

Exasperated, Finn interrupted Fisher, "We agreed Fisher. Live with it."

Shrugging his shoulders, "Of course I will. What choice do I have?"

Max, amused at Fisher's dark side, decided to stir the pot, "Oh . . . I don't think that song's too dark. I like that song."

Ignoring Max, Arastoo smiled, "If it's ok with you we'll sing now."

Nodding her head, Brennan smiled, "Yes, of course. Would you like us to sing with you?'

Most eyes locking on to Booth, the young men responded, "No."

Booth, being a good sport ignored the implied insult. Christine, curious, watched as the young men in the doorway sang. After awhile, Christine leaned against her father and stared at her entertainment, smiling.

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After the songs had been sung, Brennan asked, "We were going to have a dinner of leftovers. Would any of you like to stay and eat dinner with us?"

Enthusiastic, Finn replied, "I sure would ma'am. I never turn down a home cooked meal."

Max, irritated that his visions of a family evening were evaporating before his eyes, remarked, "It's just leftovers."

Arastoo, understanding Max's irritation but not caring, smiled, "When you're a bachelor even leftovers sound good. I've been told Dr. Brennan is a fantastic cook and I for one am looking forward to these leftovers."

Booth, amused that his house was being invaded, turned to Brennan, "You were right Bones. It's a good thing you cooked that big turkey."

Nodding her head, Brennan replied, "Yes, it is, although I thought our unexpected company would be Angela and Hodgins."

"Well, Billy is in town so . . . "

Hearing a faint knocking on the front door, Booth smiled at Brennan, "Maybe you talked too soon."

Walking into the living room with a small crowd following him, Booth opened the door to find Hodgins, Angela, Michael and Billy.

"Hey, Merry Christmas, Come in the more the merrier."

Puzzled, Hodgins carrying Michael, Angela carrying a bag and Billy carrying a box, walked into the house to find the living room and kitchen occupied by other guests.

"Wow, we didn't know you were having a party."

Shaking his head, Booth replied, "Not a party, just family and friends visiting. Come on, we were getting ready to eat dinner. You're invited if you don't mind leftovers."

Angela, grinning, hurried into the kitchen, "Oh Sweetie, let me help you and Merry Christmas by the way."

Brennan, slicing turkey, smiled at her latest company, "Merry Christmas to you too."

Booth, watching Billy carry his box over to the couch, followed behind him and stopped when he saw Billy start opening the box.

"Whatcha got there Billy?"

Pulling out the contents of the box, Billy pointed to Christine, "I brought baby girl there a Christmas present."

Holding up a Playskool Jump 'N Jam Guitar, Billy continued, "I got one for her and one for my grandson. When they get old enough, I'll get them the real thing. For now, they can be the coolest toddlers in their Day Care."

Placing Christine down on the floor, Booth took the guitar from Billy and placed it in Christine's lap. Christine, bending over started to suck on the neck of the guitar.

Booth, laughing, remarked, "Yep, the coolest teething aide in Day Care."

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Hope this was what you wanted. Eventually this story is really going to be complete.

Just so you know, ClaireBear32796 was the only to mention that Max mentioned that Booth and Brennan were married in chapter 3. I thought for sure that everyone would mention it. I'm more subtle than I thought I was. Ha Ha.