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Mendenbar: Not a lot of fun? =D
Nertoool54: Yes, he was and I thought it was the perfect way to do it. I mean nothing like having your ego knocked down by having the ex publicly show that she'd been faking with you =D. Man I can be evil /ponders with a grin.
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Angelbach: Everyone is liking the Christmas in July lol. I heard military guys do that somewhere. Not sure where, it may have been the ROTC at UofD it was hysterical. Yes, elf ears are fun but they look ridiculous on Sweets lol. He's all trying to be grown up and wearing a silly Christmas hat!
Guest: I had way to much fun writing that whole scene I mean come on it was just too easy. Ha never even thought about it but with the one moment of Christmas there's no backlash good Lord could you imagine a bunch of Angeluses running around during Christmas...ahhhhh...my mom, me and my sisters used to talk in pig latin and it would piss my stepdad off because he couldn't speak it. It pissed him off even more because we taught my stepsister and she would get in on the conversations. LOL we were so mean, poor stepdad. Personally, I'd think most dorm rats would be dirty but that's just me LOL. Hmmm, yeah Martinez...
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Chapter 59 - Christmas Dinner with the Family
"Mmmhmm," Legates said, through lips pressed together as he shaved his upper lip. Michelle grabbed a towel and Legates watched her in the mirror as she left the bathroom. He heard her shuffling around then her pulling up her zipper. She came back in wearing a red sweatshirt with a Christmas tree on the front. Lights twinkled from the sweatshirt, making Legates roll his eyes playfully.
Michelle giggled as she started brushing her hair. Legates shook his head and went back to his shaving. Michelle picked up her makeup bag and pulled out a headband. Sliding the wide elastic band onto her head, she adjusted it and fluffed her curls. Digging in her bag, she pulled out her eyeshadow. Legates watched her with one eye while he shaved. She laughed at him as she brushed a brown shade across her eyelid.
"If you don't pay attention you're going to cut yourself," she said.
He snorted and shot her a look then turned back to his shaving. When he was finished shaving, he rinsed his face and dried it on a hand towel. He snickered as she opened her mouth while she put on her mascara. She cut her eyes as she brushed her eyelashes over a piece of toilet paper.
"What are you laughing at?" She asked, turning to face him with her hands on her hips.
"Interesting thing you do with your mouth there," he said, smirking.
She looked at him and narrowed her eyes. Shrugging, she left the bathroom and went back into the bedroom. Legates followed her into the room and pulled out the clothes Techie had packed for him. Michelle giggled when she heard him groan. With a grunt, he pulled on his underwear, jeans, dress shirt and he stared dubiously at the tie. It was Christmas red with a stylized tree on the front of it.
"You'll make Booth jealous," Michelle said, grinning behind her hand.
Sighing, Legates wrapped the tie around his neck and tied a quick knot. Michelle stepped forward and straightened his collar. Placing a quick kiss on his lips, she stepped back and turned to the dresser. Picking up the box from the dresser, she turned and faced him.
"Ready?" She asked, smiling at him.
"Yeah, what's in the box?" He asked, wiggling his eyebrows.
"Cam's Christmas gift," Michelle said, rolling her eyes, "we'll stop by the dorm and pick yours up for tomorrow."
"Okaaaayyy," Legates said.
"I have this room for another night. I got a discount if I booked until Christmas Day," Michelle said, shrugging.
"What time is check out?" He asked, his eyebrows rising.
"One o'clock. The vice presidential suites get until one," Michelle said, smiling. He smirked and wiggled his eyebrows.
"Good thing your gift is in my truck," Legates said, snickering.
Michelle pouted at him and walked over to pick up the red converse sneakers she wore the night before. Pulling them on, she left the room and picked up her purse and jacket.
"You coming, Sweetie," Michelle called.
Legates followed her out into the living room and picked up the keys off the side table. After shrugging into his jacket, they left the room and headed to the elevator. Michelle noticed the muscle in Legates' jaw ticking. He didn't seem angry but he wasn't showing any other emotion.
"Are you okay?" She asked, shifting the package to her hip so she could grab his hand.
"Yeah, I'm fine," he said, exhaling.
"Uh, huh, what's wrong?" She asked, walking with him through the doors and into the lobby.
He remained silent until they were outside and climbing into the truck. He started the truck and backed out. Michelle gave him directions then turned a scrunched look at him. He sighed and shot her a sideways glance.
"Just not looking forward to the talk with Sarge okay? It was bad enough that it happened and I feel like a complete dick but to have him know about it too," Legates said, sighing.
"Just tell him it's none of his business and we worked it out," Michelle said, shrugging.
"Yeah, like that's going to happen," Legates muttered as they turned on to Cam's street.
Legates pulled in and parked behind Booth's SUV. Michelle snickered when the front door opened and Booth stepped out to see who was parking near his vehicle. Laughing, Michelle climbed out of the truck.
"Calm down, Booth. Josh didn't hit your truck," Michelle called out.
"Better not have, Corporal," Booth called out his voice stern.
Legates let out a sigh and followed Michelle into the house. He helped Michelle out of her jacket while she shifted the package from one hand to another. He hung the jacket on a hook next to the door and shrugged out of his own. He hung it on the hook next to Michelle's.
"Nice tie," Sweets said, smiling at Legates. Legates looked down at his tie and scowled.
"Techie packed it, bastard," Legates muttered.
He looked at Sweets then his eyes shot to the ceiling. Seriously? Elf ears and hat? What was wrong with the shrink? Legates looked around at the living room and recognized everyone but a middle aged man standing next to the Christmas tree. Legates stood with his back against the wall near the staircase. Michelle had disappeared into the kitchen. Legates smirked when he saw Booth come running out of the kitchen clutching a cupcake and being followed by Cam's voice. The swinging door to the kitchen almost hitting Booth in the back as he ran through the doorway.
"Seeley Booth, stop stealing cupcakes," Cam yelled, her voice full of laughter.
The squints turned to see Booth holding a chocolate cupcake. Getting up, the squints rushed the kitchen.
"Out of my way, ladies first," Angela said, pushing through the squinterns with Brennan on her heels. Legates snickered again when Booth walked up and stood next to him.
"You really have to have one of these," Booth mumbled around a mouthful of chocolate lava cupcake.
"I had one on Friday," Legates said, smirking.
"She told you where she gets these?" Booth asked in stunned surprise.
"Uh yeah, she took me there," Legates said, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"Wait, Cam took you to where she gets these cupcakes?" Booth asked, raising an eyebrow. Legates shuffled his feet and whistled while looking at the ceiling.
"She did didn't she?" Booth said, scowling.
"Camille Saroyan!" Booth yelled, heading towards the kitchen. Legates followed Booth to the kitchen but skidded to a stop when Cam spoke to him.
"Seeley, not now. I don't care about the cupcakes," Cam hissed. Legates backed away from the door until he heard Michelle growl.
Pushing past Booth, he burst into the kitchen to find Michelle standing there with her hands on her hips, a snarl pasted on her lips, and tears in her eyes.
"Whoa, hey, Baby," Legates said, stepping forward between Michelle and Cam.
He backed Michelle into the laundry room by the back door. He pulled the door between the laundry room and the kitchen closed behind him.
"Hey, calm down. What's going on?" He asked, pulling her up against his chest and running his hand down her back.
"Cam is dating my gynecologist," Michelle hissed, wiping her eyes.
"Whoa, excuse me, what?" Legates said, whipping his head to look down at her.
"Cam is dating my gynecologist. The doctor who takes care of your playground," Michelle growled, glaring at him.
Booth stepped in through the door and Legates shot a look at him.
"Look, Michelle, Cam has a right to go out and have some fun," Booth said, trying to explain to Michelle. Michelle glared then growled at Booth, her lips pulled back in another snarl.
"How would you feel if your mother was dating your proctologist?" Michelle bellowed at Booth, tears coming to her eyes again.
"Michelle, calm down please," Booth said, stepping forward.
Legates shifted his weight so he was partially between Booth and Michelle. The corner of Booth's mouth quirked at Legates' protective manner.
"Sarge, why don't you go eat a cupcake. I'm going to talk to Michelle, okay?" Legates said, corralling Booth back into the kitchen and closing the door in Booth's face.
"Don't think I've forgotten about the forehead tattoo. I know something was said earlier but we really need to have a discussion about it," Booth said through the glass.
Turning back to face Michelle, Legates walked over to her. Picking her up by her hips, he set her down on the washer. Putting one hand on each side of her hips, he boxed her in slightly. She was looking at her hands which were now clenched together in her lap, her knuckles white from being clenched together so hard.
"Hey, okay let's figure out what's going on here," he said quietly. Michelle squeezed her hands and Legates winced when he heard her knuckles pop.
"She's dating my doctor behind my back. She's been seeing him for months. Neither of them thought to say anything. It would have been nice to be able to decide whether I still wanted him as my doctor. But I wasn't given that option. So the man that takes care of my lady parts plays with my mother's lady parts. So, please tell me how any of this is right?" Michelle said, looking up at him her eyes dark with anger.
"Okay, when you put it like that it sounds really foul," Legates muttered.
"It is foul because that's what it is. He's sleeping with her and he's my gynecologist," Michelle hissed. Legates ran his hands from her shoulders to her hands.
"So, the first thing you need to do is calm down. I know you don't want to hear it but Sarge has a point. Cam does have a right to date," Legates said, feeling her shoulders stiffen under his hands, he squeezed lightly.
"She should have said something before they started dating or right when they started. But she does have a right to date," Legates said, leaning close so his chin was against her temple.
"I would never deny Cam the right to be happy. I was so angry at her for leaving me when I was younger. I didn't understand that she wasn't happy with my dad. I do want her to be happy but this, this was a stab in the back," Michelle said, sniffling.
"You stay here, I'll be right back," Legates said, dropping his hands to her thighs and squeezing lightly.
He walked into the kitchen and over to the counter. Cam stood with her weight on one leg and her arms crossed. She watched as Legates opened the cupcake box and plucked out a white chocolate peppermint cupcake and closed the box. Turning, he started back towards the washroom with the cupcake in hand.
"Legates," Booth said sharply, stopping Legates in his tracks. Legates turned to face Booth with a raised eyebrow.
"She needs to come out here and talk to Cam," Booth said quietly.
"She needs to calm down. Right now she's feeling a bit creeped out and I'm guessing just a little bit betrayed. It's not everyday...how did she put it...oh, it's not everyday you find out the guy that takes care of your lady parts plays with your mother's lady parts," Legates said in an even tone. Cam sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose.
"I hadn't even thought of it like that," Cam groaned.
"It's not that she doesn't want you to be happy but she would have rather been given the option to choose whether he should still be her doctor," Legates said, looking down at the cupcake in his hand. Cam sighed and rubbed her hands up and down her upper arms.
"I'm not saying anything else. I shouldn't have told you what I have. This is between the two of you and you need to talk to her about it. But right now she just needs some time to take a deep breath and relax. Just do whatever it was you were doing and act like nothing is going on. She'll come out when she's ready," Legates said, turning and heading back to the laundry room. Sweets walked into the kitchen and stopped.
"You guys need some help in here?" Sweets asked, sweeping his hands wide.
"Nope," Legates said before closing the door to the laundry room. Sweets looked around at Booth and Cam with a question on his face.
"Have a cupcake, Sweets," Booth said, pointing to the box of cupcakes on the counter.
Sweets pursed his lips but took a cupcake and walked back to the living room. Legates walked into the laundry room and over to where Michelle was sitting. He pulled her hand out and placed a cupcake in it. She snickered at the cupcake in her hand.
"Honey, if you feed me every time I get upset I'm going to get fat," she said, giggling.
"Nahh, I'll work off the cupcakes one orgasm at a time," he said, chuckling.
Michelle giggled and grabbed his hand. Pulling him towards her, she spread her knees apart and pulled him between them. Sighing, she rested her head on his chest and he wrapped an arm around her.
"I told them to leave you alone until you've calmed down," Legates murmured.
"Thank you," Michelle muttered. Legates ran his hand down her back and let out a sigh.
"Merry Christmas," he said, chuckling.
She giggled and leaned back. Peeling the wrapper from her cupcake, she carefully split it in half. She held half out to him with a shy smile. He leaned over and took a bite from the cupcake she held out. She snorted and shook her head then smiled.
"Do you want some space?" He asked, leaning back to look at her. She took a deep breath and shook her head.
"I guess I'm done being petulant. It's time to grow up and face it," Michelle sighed.
"Baby, you're not being petulant. You had every right to be upset," Legates assured her.
Shrugging, she shoved half the cupcake in her mouth. Legates chuckled and wiped the icing from the corner of her mouth. She chewed then swallowed with a sigh. Holding out the rest of the cupcake for him, she waited while he leaned over and ate it from her hand. She jumped down, wiped her hands on the back of her jeans and waited for Legates to move.
"You sure you're ready?" He asked with a worried look on his face.
"Yeah, it still pisses me off but I don't have to be mean. I'll just explain how I feel about it and let Dr. Linder know I'll be finding a new gynecologist," Michelle grumbled.
"Alright, I'm going to go harass some squints. Maybe I can scare some of them," Legates said, smirking.
"Not happening. They may be only scientists but they've seen your nicer side. You hold no power over them," Michelle snickered.
"Dangit," Legates grumbled with a laugh.
Stepping back, Legates gave her room to move around. Kissing the top of her head, he grinned into her hair.
"Behave, huh," he said, chuckling.
"Yeah, okay," Michelle grumbled.
Turning, Legates walked out into the kitchen, straight through and out into the living room. Booth watched Michelle come out and raised an eyebrow. She scowled at him and he nodded in acceptance. Turning, Booth followed Legates out into the living room leaving Michelle and Cam alone. Walking straight to where Legates could clearly see a bar, he poured himself two fingers of scotch and took a sip.
"Heya, Sweetcheeks, you're not looking so happy," Angela said, pouring herself a glass of wine.
"I just spent the last five to ten minutes talking to my girlfriend about her gynecologist so no I'm not too happy," Legates grunted, taking a gulp of his drink.
"Oh God, she...they didn't," Angela groaned. Booth reached around Angela and grabbed a wine glass.
"I still don't get why Michelle got upset. I mean it's not that big of a deal," Booth said, shrugging.
Legates looked at Booth as if he'd lost his mind. Booth turned to see the same look coming from Angela.
"It's like Michelle said, it'd be like your mother dating your proctologist," Legates told Booth.
"I don't have a proctologist," Booth smirked.
"You should, at your age, you should be thinking about starting prostate exams," Brennan said from behind him. Legates choked on the scotch in his mouth and swallowed it causing a burn to sear his throat.
"Bones," Booth whined at her.
"On that note, I'm leaving," Angela said, taking her wine glass and moving away.
"Me too. Sorry, Sarge, I don't want to know anything about your prostate," Legates said, turning he walked away chuckling.
Walking over to the tree, Legates stood in front of it eyeing the ornaments on it. The tree was done in a blue, silver and crystal motif. There were occasional spots of color that drew your attention to an ornament. Legates saw that amongst the balls, icicles and stars there were Disney ornaments. Some looked quite old while others were quite obviously newer. Legates heard someone approach from his left. He turned his head then straightened his back and looked down at the man that could only be Dr. Linder.
"Hi, I'm Paul Linder. I pretty much know everyone else here but I've never seen you before," Paul said, holding his hand out. Legates let a fake smile cross his features as he reached his hand over to shake Paul's hand.
"Josh Legates," Legates said as an introduction.
"Do you work with Cam at the Jeffersonian?" Paul asked, smiling at Legates in question.
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Angela watched from the other side of the room.
"Should we go rescue Paul?" Angela asked Wendell with a smirk. Wendell looked over at them and his eyes narrowed as he observed.
"Nahh, looks like Legates is having fun," Wendell said, taking a drink of his beer.
"Cat and mouse, guess who is the mouse and doesn't know it yet," Angela said, laughing.
"Yep," Wendell agreed and leaned back to watch and see what happened.
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"No, I am in the Army," Legates said, frowning.
"Oh, did you serve with Booth?" Paul asked, still unaware he was the mouse.
"Yes, he was my sergeant," Legates said, taking a swallow of his drink and shifting his weight into what he hoped looked like a casual stance.
"So, you came with Booth and Dr. Brennan then?" Paul asked, looking around the room for the pair.
"No, I came with Michelle," Legates said casually. Legates watched as recognition, understanding then a slight look of panic cross the doctor's features.
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"Swipe, crunch," Wendell said, smirking.
"Huh?" Sweets said, looking at Wendell in confusion.
"That's the sound of a mouse being caught by a cat," Angela said, chuckling.
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"I, um, very nice to meet you," Paul said, smiling. Legates' eyes narrowed as he looked at the doctor.
"Hmm," Legates said, "if you'll excuse me I'm going to make sure that the women haven't killed each other."
Legates turned and headed towards the kitchen. Sticking his head in the door, he saw Cam and Michelle moving around the kitchen putting food on plates.
"Ya'll good? Need any help?" Legates asked, looking over at Michelle.
"Nahh, anymore than two people moving around in here and it starts to get crowded. We're good," Michelle said, shooting Legates a smile.
Nodding, he backed out of the door back into the living room. Looking around, Legates moved to where Booth was standing with Brennan. He knew the squints but he knew Booth better. Booth looked over at Legates and smiled.
"You going to visit your family for the holidays?" Booth asked, taking a sip of his own scotch.
"Nope," Legates muttered, glaring into his drink.
"Uh oh," Booth grunted.
"Nothing major, just had a fight with my dad in October and I'm not talking to him," Legates muttered.
"Call your mother," Michelle said, walking by carrying a plate of cheese and crackers.
"Yes, dear," Legates said in a fake cheery tone.
"If you don't I will," Michelle threatened as she walked past again, going back to the kitchen. Legates pinched the bridge of his nose and silently prayed for the patience.
"Give it up. The good Lord isn't helping you in this situation," Booth said, choking back his laughter.
Booth handed Brennan his drink when he heard a knock at the door. Walking to the door, he opened it and his mouth fell open.
"Uh, Merry Christmas, Felicia," Booth stuttered, stepping back.
"Ahh, she still getting the good stuff I see," Felicia said, smiling and stepping into the house. Shrugging out of her jacket, she hung it on a hook.
"Well, I didn't expect a whole party just for me," Felicia said, stepping into the living room.
Legates' eyebrow rose at the young woman's assumption. She looked to be closer to his age than Booth's age. Michelle came out of the kitchen again, carrying some more appetizers and froze at the sight of Felicia.
"Hey, Felicia," Michelle said, walking to the coffee table and dropping the tray of vegetables down.
"Hi, Michelle," Felicia said, moving forward and hugging Michelle. As Felicia was hugging Michelle, she saw Legates standing with Brennan.
"oh la la, I see someone I must introduce myself to," Felicia said, drawing back from Michelle.
"Uh okay, I'll just let Cam know you're here," Michelle said, turning and returning to the kitchen. Felicia slinked over to where Legates was standing.
"Well hello, tall, strong, and handsome. What's your name?" Felicia asked with a predatory smile on her face.
"Say what?" Came drifting from the kitchen as Cam was informed of her sister's arrival. Legates turned his attention back to Felicia and gave her a smile.
"I'm Josh," he said, taking a sip of his drink.
"Are you Cam's new boyfriend because oh my if you were a few years younger you'd make her a cougar," Felicia said, shooting him a sultry look. Legates' mouth almost fell open in shock at what Felicia had just said about her own sister.
"Uh, Felicia, Legates is not dating Cam," Booth said, trying to get Legates out of a danger he hadn't realized he was in.
"Oooh, single then?" She asked, moving even closer to him. Legates pushed back closer to the wall trying to move away from her.
"No, I'm not single," Legates said, shaking his head. Felicia pouted just a little.
"Are you sure?" She asked with a smile.
"Hey, Josh, can you help us in here?" Michelle called, from the kitchen doorway.
"Yep, be right there," Legates said, sliding around Felicia.
"Nice to meet you, Felicia," Legates said, turning his back he walked to the kitchen.
"Such a lovely view," Felicia sighed as Legates walked away.
"I believe that is why Angela calls him Sweet Cheeks. Although I am unsure how she would know if his cheeks were in fact sweet," Brennan said, handing Booth a fresh drink.
Felicia looked at Brennan as if the woman had lost her mind. Booth snickered into his drink as he watched the two women stare at each other. Legates walked into the kitchen to find the oven door open and Cam standing next to it.
"What did you need?" He asked, looking around the kitchen.
"For you to peel potatoes," Michelle said sarcastically, gesturing towards the huge turducken that looked as if it just barely fit into the oven. Legates snickered and walked over to the oven. Picking up a pair of oven mitts, he looked at Cam.
"Where do you want it?" He asked, grinning at her.
"Over on the island," Cam said, gesturing towards the hot plate.
Nodding, Legates leaned over and pulled the bird from the oven. Carrying it carefully, he set it on the hot plate.
"Thank you, Legates," Cam said, removing the tented tinfoil.
"Need anything else?" He asked, looking over at Michelle. 'Please' he mouthed at her, his eyes begging. Michelle's eyebrow rose and she looked at him in question.
"I met Felicia," he told her in way of explanation. Cam's head dropped to her chest and she sighed.
"She hit on you didn't she?" Cam asked from her head down position.
"Uh, yeah," Legates said, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.
"She just did it because she thought I might be dating you," Cam said, shaking her head.
"Don't worry about it," Michelle said, waving him over towards the small table in the corner.
He slid into one of the chairs and watched as the two women moved around the kitchen. He snickered when he saw the instant mashed potatoes come out. Michelle stuck her tongue out at him and started measuring.
"We are women that work outside of the home. We don't have time to learn to cook," Michelle said, sniffing lightly in a teasing manner. Cam snorted and shook her head as she laughed.
"I can cook but I didn't have time with the recent case," Cam said, waving her hand towards the living room.
Legates propped his head in his hand and watched the two women. He was still wearing a large smirk when Booth walked in.
"Camille Saroyan, you told him where to get those cupcakes and not me?" Booth half whined half growled at Cam.
Legates snickered behind his hand, making Michelle turn and look at him. He shrugged helplessly unable to explain without giving everything away.
"I'm still not telling you, Seeley, and don't call me Camille," Cam told him, shooing him from the kitchen. When Booth left, she turned a frown on Legates.
"You told him you knew?" She asked in frustration.
"I was not told it was supposed to be a secret," Legates said, shrugging lazily.
"Booth is going to be all over you trying to find out," Michelle said, giggling. Legates shook his head and sighed mournfully.
"I failed the secret keeping part of the Ranger school," Legates said with a twinkle in his eye. Cam snorted and turned back to the stove top.
"Okay, marshmallows on then we're ready to eat. Oh wait," Cam said, spinning she picked up an oven rack, put it back in the oven then put two cookie sheets covered in crescent rolls in the oven.
"Can you two set the table please?" Cam asked, walking to the refrigerator and opening the door.
"Yeah," Michelle said, waving for Legates to follow her.
Walking to the dining room, Michelle opened the sideboard and pulled out a large table cloth. Reaching behind the sideboard, she pulled out two leaves and set them to the side. Working together, they put the leaves in the table then spread the tablecloth over the table. Between the two of them, they had the table set and Michelle mentally counted then sighed.
"Looks like we're at the kiddie table," Michelle grumbled with a pout. Legates looked around and raised an eyebrow.
"We're short two places so we get to sit on the couch and use the coffee table as a table," Michelle said.
"Ahh, works for me," he shrugged.
Going back to the kitchen, he picked up the hot plates and walked them to the table. Michelle and Cam came out carrying hot dishes and set them on the table. Several trips later, all the food was on the table and the candles were lit.
"Okay guys, foods on the table," Cam called out.
There was a clatter as everyone moved to sit down in the dining room. Michelle grabbed the appetizer plates and carried them to the kitchen. Getting plates, silverware and glasses, she carried them back to the living room and set them down.
"Alright, guys, let's get this dinner started," Booth said, clapping his hands.
Michelle rolled her eyes and mouthed 'chop chop' as he said it. Legates snickered at her mouthing the words with Booth. Legates looked over at the table and saw that they had started their silent grace. When it was over, he looked at Michelle.
"What the hell just happened?" He asked with a slight look of confusion on his face. His family always just said grace and he figured with Booth being here this group would too.
"We have a lot of different practicing faiths and beliefs in the group we do the silent prayer thing to keep the piece. If we let Booth say prayer we'd still be here. If we let Dr. Brennan do it we'd get a lecture. If we let Dr. Sweets do it then the good Lord only knows what he'd say," Michelle snickered as she stood up.
Grabbing her plate, she walked to the table and started moving around the table to get her food. Legates was right on her heels and laughed at the portion that Angela put on his plate.
"Angela, I can eat Sarge under the table," Legates said, grinning.
"Gotcha," Angela said, tripling the amount of food she just put on the plate.
"Is that a challenge, Legates?" Booth asked with a smirk, making Michelle and Brennan to groan at the same time.
"Nope, just a fact," Legates said, shooting Booth a grin.
After getting their plates, Legates and Michelle returned to their seats at the coffee table. They sat on the floor across from each other.
"What's that?" Legates asked, sticking his fork in her sweet potatoes, knowing exactly what it was.
"Hey," she said, using her fork to try to block his.
Legates snickered and pushed her fork to the side. While she was paying attention to the forks, he stuck his finger in her gravy on top of her mashed potatoes.
"Hey!" She exclaimed, pouting at him.
Booth glanced over his shoulder and saw Michelle and Legates dueling with their forks. Legates sat grinning with gravy on one finger and Michelle was pouting.
"Am I going to have to separate you two?" Booth asked, narrowing his eyes at them.
"Try it and see how that goes," Cam muttered.
Dinner passed with idle chatter, laughter and good food. When the pies came out, Legates almost drooled.
"Those look fantastic," Legates rumbled, eyeing the pies.
"Yeah, Booth always brings the pie. He won't tell anyone where he gets them from," Michelle muttered, rolling her eyes. Brennan snickered and Michelle's eyes went wide.
"He told you, didn't he?" Michelle asked Brennan with a grin.
"Yes, he did tell me," Brennan said, moving away from the pair.
Michelle looked down at the pumpkin pie with pecans and caramel on the top. Legates took a bite of his pie, closed his eyes and almost moaned in pleasure. Booth burst out laughing at Legates reaction to his pie.
After dessert was finished, they moved on to opening gifts. Michelle stood in the back, watching the squints exchange gifts. Legates stood just over her shoulder watching the group exchange gifts. When the gifts had been opened, Merry Christmases exchanged, the squints began to trickle out the door.
Cam spoke briefly with Paul and he left after dropping a kiss on Cam's mouth. Michelle and Legates hung back to see Cam open Michelle's gift. Cam sighed and looked at the last gift for her under the tree.
Michelle sat down on the couch and Legates sat down next to her. Cam groaned, sat down, and put her feet on the coffee table with a grunt. Felicia rolled her eyes as she moved to sit in the chair near the couch. Legates chuckled at the sight of the normally put together, cool, calm Dr. Saroyan sitting on the couch with her feet on the table. Looking at Michelle, Cam tilted her head towards the tree.
"Your gifts are under the tree," she said with a sigh.
"That's my cue," Michelle said with a laugh.
Legates watched her walk to the tree and sit down. Pulling out two boxes and an envelope then picking up Cam's gift, Michelle returned to her seat on the couch. She handed Cam the box and then handed Legates the envelope. Michelle snorted at the look of surprise etched all over his face.
Looking at her boxes, she got a devilish smile on her face as she picked up the smaller of the two. Carefully opening paper, causing Legates to snort and roll his eyes, she opened the gift. Nestled in red tissue paper was a pink Christmas ornament. On the top of the ornament sat Princess Aurora. The ornament was a light pink color with a small hole in the bottom.
"Oh, the last one I need," Michelle squealed, leaning over she hugged Cam.
"You spoil her, Cam," Felicia observed dryly.
"I'm allowed to," Cam said, shooting her sister a nasty look. Legates observed the sibling rivalry that had been well hidden until that moment.
Getting up, Michelle walked to the tree and knelt down. Hooking the ornament on a branch, she gently pulled the light under the ornament up and pushed it into the bottom. The ornament began to glow and Michelle's face lit up. Legates looked to the ceiling for help.
"Give it up big boy. Your tree will be a Disney tree and it will have princesses all over it," Cam said, choking back her laughter.
"God help me," he muttered.
Michelle came back and sat down. She looked over at him patiently and waited for him to open his envelope. He opened the envelope and sputtered at the card within. It was a hundred dollar gift card to the new mall that had just opened, DCUSA in Columbia Heights.
"Thank you," he choked out, his eyes still bugging.
"I would have gotten you a traditional gift but I really didn't know what to get and Michelle wasn't very helpful," Cam said, playfully glaring at Michelle who shot her an innocent smile.
Michelle looked down at the gift in Cam's hand then back up to her face in expectation. Cam carefully tore the paper and pulled it off the package. Opening the box, she gasped at the dress that lay inside and pulled it up to get a better look. Turning a rueful smile to the pair sitting on the couch, she thanked them.
"Thank you so much. This is very pretty. Now, I just hope it doesn't get some kind of goo on it," Cam said, leaning over and hugging Michelle.
"What is it?" Felicia asked, trying to get a good look at the tag.
"It's a bandage pencil dress by Karen Millen," Cam said, holding it up for her sister' inspection. Felicia let out a low whistle and looked over at Michelle.
Ignoring Felicia, Michelle opened her second gift and found a pretty purple shirt with a nice black skirt.
"Thank you, they're beautiful," she said, smiling at Cam.
Cam nodded and looked at her watch. She had ushered Paul out the door but was expecting him back for some Christmas fun later. Michelle rolled her eyes.
"We're going because I don't want to see it, I don't want to know about it and I don't want to think about it," Michelle muttered.
"Right back at you," Cam said, standing up. Michelle stood up and squeezed Cam in a hug.
"Merry Christmas," she whispered.
"Merry Christmas," Cam told her, releasing her. Cam walked to Legates and gave him a hug.
"Merry Christmas, if you hurt her I'll kill you," Cam whispered the last part so he was the only one who heard.
"Merry Christmas, Dr. Saroyan," Legates said, stepping back suddenly afraid of the smaller woman.
"I guess that's my cue to leave. I'll be at the Marriott around the block. I'll stop by tomorrow before I head home," Felicia said, dropping a kiss onto her sister's cheek.
"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow morning," Cam said, ushering her towards the door.
Cam's words echoed in Legates head, he knew without a doubt that she meant them in a literal way. Turning, the trio made their way to the door, put on their jackets, and headed out into the Christmas Eve night.
A/N: So tomorrow is a Christmas YAY! But first is...a bow, memories, radio stations, forgotten gift, lotion, toy shops, mirrors, coffee, gift cards, jeweler's gift box, personal hygiene, breakfast, finals, parades, dog turds, fire, frisbees, pine scented spray, German chocolate cake, and a fluffer.
A/N2: There is more Christmas fun the day after tomorrow. And I would apologize for the lateness of the chapter posting but today was the first time in WEEKS I've gotten to sleep in and yes I slept until almost 11. To be honest I also took something to help me sleep =D.
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