(A/N: This is my first, full fanfic. Before this, I've only written songfics and the occasional oneshot, so this is fairly new to me. I hope you enjoy it, and even if you don't, I hope that you take the time to tell me where I'm going wrong, because I would really appreciate that.

Disclaimer:- I do not own Bones, neither do I own Temperance Brennan, Seeley Booth, or any other of these fabulous characters. If I did, well, 'Bones' would be an entirely different show altogether, and believe me, not for the better!!)

"To Temperance, from Booth..."

"To Bones, from Seeley..."

"To my favourite forensic anthropologist, from your knight in FBI standard issue armour..."

Temperance finished unwrapping her gifts, and looked up to the smiling face of her partner, Seeley Booth. She looked at him closely, before sighing and handing over one neatly wrapped gift.

"You know Booth, it doesn't matter how you sign your name, or how you address it, it's still to me from you..." She muttered.

"And?" He replied immediately, a grin on his face. He peered closely at the gift that she had given to him, and smiled even broader, if that was possible. She had framed a picture of Parker, herself and him from the last time they had spent the day together. They almost looked like a family he thought.

"Why did you buy so many?" She questioned, knowing full well that he'd try and make a joke of it.

"What? I can't spoil my favourite forensic anthropologist? Seriously, Tempe, I wanted to spoil you. This was only our second christmas together, and besides, you're my family." He replied, with utter sincerity. She smiled shyly and ducked her head, so that he couldn't see that she was blushing.

"Thanks, Seeley. This is the best christmas that I've ever had. And, I really appreciate the gifts, they were lovely. You just didn't have to go to so much trouble..." She was cut off, as Booth interrupted her.

"Temperance, it was no trouble at all. And the photograph of us. It's the best present that I've ever received." He smiled at her, and she smiled back. This really was a memorable christmas.

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"Angela, I really can't believe it. Booth's completely and utterly spoilt me this christmas!" Temperance Brennnan exclaimed, as she threw the last of the discarded wrapping paper into the bin. "He's never gone this crazy about buying gifts for me before."

Angela looked at Temperance with a knowing look. Temperance knew that look, and immediately glared at Angela, silencing her.

"So... What exactly did he buy you?" She asked, changing the subject.

"Gosh, this is going to take forever. He bought me a pair of pyjamas. Really nice, expensive silk pyjamas. He said that next time I stay at his..." She stopped, and pursed her lips together.

"Next time you stay at his..." Angela pressed, excitement building up inside her.

"He said that I'd better wear them or else he'd be very disappointed..." She repeated, a faint blush on her cheeks. Tempe, why are you blushing? He meant that he'd be disappointed that you didn't want to wear them. That he would assume you didn't like them. Get a hold of yourself, girl! She thought.

"Eeek!! What else did he buy for you?" She demanded, practically bouncing in her seat.

"He bought me this collection of Anthropological Case Files that I'd been wanting for absolutely ages. I mentioned it to him once in passing when we were shopping for Parker. I saw it in a bookshop window..."

"Hold on a minute. He took you shopping? To find a present for his son?This is big, Bren, real big." She beamed over at Temperance, who tutted indignantly. "I didn't realise... that he was so... so keen..." Angela muttered to herself, causing Tempe to whack her with the nearest pillow.

"What else?" She finally replied, coming out of her trance.

"A... a gold locket." She put her hands behind her neck, and unclasped the locket that she was wearing, showing it to Angela. " Isn't it beautiful?" She looked at with adoration.

"Is that... Is that a real diamond?" She added, completely bewildered. When Temperance nodded, she squealed in delight. "Temperance Brennan. Tell me something, please?"

Temperance looked completely confused, and simply nodded that she would indeed tell her whatever she wanted to know.

"Look at that locket, Tempe, and tell me that Booth isn't in love with you." She finally stated, her eyes glittering.

"I... I... I can't, Ange. Because I really don't know anymore..." Temperance replied, honestly.

"And tell me, that you don't feel the same." She demanded, biting her lip.

Temperance thought about what Angela was saying. Did Booth really love her? Something told her that he did, but she wasn't sure what was telling her this. She thought about the look on his face when he opened her present. After she'd opened all of the wonderful presents that he had bought for her, she had suddenly felt guilty that she hadn't put much effort into his gift. She had expected to see disappointment in his eyes, but when he had opened the gift, his eyes glittered with glee at her present, and his grin told her what she thought of the gift.

What did she feel towards him? She certainly liked him, as a friend, as a colleague... maybe as more? Did she love him? The logical side of her told her, no, of course she didn'tTemperance Brennan, world famous anthropologist and author, in love with her partner, Seeley Booth? It simply wasn't rational. But she didn't want to ask her logical side, she wanted to ask her heart. Did she like Booth? Well, yes, he certainly was a likeable kind of guy. Did she think that Booth was attractive? She had to say yes to this as well. Did she love Booth?

"Angela. Booth and I, we've worked together for nearly three years, and I can't imagine life without him. He's my partner, one of my best friends. I couldn't live without him, can't imagine where I'd be if i hadn't met him... Angela, I think I'm in love with Booth..."

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(A/N:- Well, Chapter One's over and done with, although it's not particularly long. Bet you weren't expecting that, were you? I know it's a bit out of character, but I honestly couldn't think of any other way of Temperance telling Angela that she loved Booth. Also, I hope that I didn't go overboard with the whole 'do I love Booth or don't I?' situation, before the actual 'confession'. Please take some time to review, and let me know whats good, bad and plain stupid about this fic. Maybe if I get a few reviews I'll carry on with writing it. Chapter two will most likely contain some B/B fluff, so keep checking back if you like that kind of thing. It'll also be a lot longer, I hope. Thank-you very much for reading. Don't you think that that little lilac button at the bottom of the screen is rather tempting? Why don't you press it and write down your thoughts on this chapter?! - holbonesfan.)