So, I was wondering what I wanted to do for the very last fic in this little series and I thought, why not go full circle? So, this one takes place exactly a month after the very first chapter, "Dot." Enjoy!

Luck

"When do you think they'll start getting here?" Booth asked as he slid the ham into the oven. Brennan shrugged as she continued to toss her salad. Normally Booth would be furious that Rebecca had yet again stolen Parker away at Christmas, but while he was upset, everything just seemed right with the world.

"Any minute now," Brennan answered. He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her middle, resting his hands on her still-flat belly. He planted a kiss on her neck and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Have you decided whether or not we're gonna tell people tonight?"

"You still think we shouldn't," Brennan pointed out as she tilted her head to allow Booth more room to kiss her neck over and over.

"It's bad luck to tell people before the first trimester is over." And before she had the chance to argue about superstition, he added, "And I like having this little secret between us. All night we can exchange meaningful looks and nobody will know but us." Brennan sighed and leaned back into his embrace.

"Okay," she conceded. "Now get off of me. I still have a lot of work to do before people start arriving." Booth stuck his bottom lip out dramatically and released his wife.

A few minutes later, their first Christmas guests arrived. Booth opened the door to Angela and Hodgins with their two-year-old daughter Sierra in tow. "Hey, come on in!" he greeted enthusiastically. "And look at this little angel. Doesn't she look so pretty?" he cooed to the little girl in her mother's arms. He reached out to hold her and Sierra gladly clung to him. She loved her Uncle Booth and Auntie Brennan. Booth was bursting with the news that she would soon have a little playmate, but he contained himself. "Is Santa going to bring you all kinds of presents, Sierra Girl?" The toddler nodded enthusiastically.

"Daddy says I been a good girl!" she exclaimed happily.

"You're always a good girl," Booth agreed. He gave her a kiss and passed her off to Brennan, who was waiting expectantly.

"You look wonderful, Sierra." Sierra beamed at Brennan. Angela often joked that if Sierra could choose between them for who she wanted to be her mother, she would pick Brennan. Brennan gave Booth a look and his face lit up. She realized they just had one of those 'meaningful looks' he was talking about earlier.

"It's nice to see you too, Sweetie," Angela joked. Brennan gave her friend an apologetic smile.

"Sorry Angela, Hodgins. Hello. Merry Christmas."

"So, are we the first ones here?" Hodgins asked. Booth put a friendly hand on his shoulder.

"Yep. Come on, I'll get you a beer while we wait for everyone else." Hodgins followed Booth into the kitchen, leaving the three ladies alone.

"She's growing very rapidly," Brennan observed. Angela smiled proudly at her little girl and Brennan's thoughts automatically turned to the little life that was growing inside of her.

"Yeah, I still can't believe that now when I ask her a question I actually get an answer." Brennan chuckled and put the squirmy little girl down. She immediately sped for the kitchen to find her daddy and uncle. The doorbell rang and Brennan answered it. She was assaulted with a warm hug from her father.

"Hi, Dad," she greeted, a little stunned by the sudden hug. "Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas, Tempe," he said with a wide grin. "Where's that husband of yours?" he asked when they parted.

"He's in the kitchen with Hodgins."

"Oh, man talk! I'll see you ladies later." Max excused himself into the kitchen. Soon, the remaining guests arrived. Among them were Russ, Amy, and his girls as well as Pops, Jared, and Padme along with their newborn baby boy.

The group exchanged gifts and shared a lot of laughs. Sierra fawned over Jared and Padme's baby the entire evening, and at the moment was kissing his head as he drifted off to sleep. Booth leaned over and whispered in Brennan's ear. "Sierra is a good unofficial cousin. I hope we have a little girl so they can be best friends."

"Just like me and Angela," Brennan finished the thought. Booth nodded and kissed her lightly on the cheek.

"You feeling okay?" he asked with a tenderness and concern in his voice that made Brennan's heartbeat quicken. He knew that she had been struggling with nausea and fatigue the last few days and he didn't want her to overdo it today.

"Yes, I'm fine," she answered honestly. She was a little queasy, but it wasn't anything she couldn't handle. Booth nodded, knowing that he would notice if she wasn't feeling well. He planted a kiss to her temple.

"I love you, Baby," he whispered in her ear before pulling away from her. Angela appeared from the kitchen and addressed the room.

"We're ready for desert in here, so come and grab it whenever you want." As Brennan was deciding which desert she wanted, her eyes kept coming back to the apple pie Pops had brought. (For Booth, mostly) She hated her fruit cooked, but sometimes babies chose what they chose and Brennan dished herself a big piece. She sat next to Booth at the table and dug in. He gave her an incredulous look.

"Cravings, I'm sorry," she whispered in his ear. "I'll be sure to save you plenty. I know you'll want to eat it for breakfast in the morning."

"You don't like pie, Brennan," Angela pointed out. Then it hit her like a ton of bricks. She and Booth were always touching each other, but tonight they seemed especially attached at the hip. Plus, there was the constant whispering between the two of them. In addition to that, the week before at the lap she could tell that the body had made her sick to her stomach. And the pie. The pie had given it away. "You're pregnant!" she announced suddenly. Booth and Brennan exchanged a look, and agreed without saying a word that there was no point in denying it. All eyes were on them and Booth stood up.

"Yes," he confirmed. "Bones is pregnant." He ignored the excited squeal coming from Angela. "She's eleven weeks along. We were going to wait to tell all of you, but I guess it's out now. We're having a baby!"

Everyone began congratulating them and chattering excitedly. "Bren, you have to let me throw you a baby shower!" Angela told her. Of course, that would be the first thing Angela thought of. Max gave her a tight hug and told her how excited he was to be a Grandpa. Jared and Russ, who had become fast friends when they met, were basking in the prospect of being uncles together and bickering jokingly over who would be the most loved between them.

Amongst all this chaos, Pops had taken Booth over to the side and was doling out advice, just as he had when Booth found out that Rebecca was pregnant with Parker. This advice was different, though. Instead of being about how to be a good father, it was about keeping Brennan happy and being there for her every step of the way. Booth listened with the kind of respect that was reserved only for his grandfather and a select few other people. As Pops finished and gave Booth a warm hug, Booth looked around at his family, both blood related and chosen. His eyes locked with Brennan's. She wore an expression he had never seen on her face before and he felt an overwhelming desire to keep it there forever. In that moment, he felt like the luckiest man on earth.

So that's it! The end! Thank you all so much for reading and leaving me all the fabulous reviews. I admit that I only reply to a few of them, usually only when I'm asked a question. However, I read and appreciate every single one. In just a short while, the "sequel" of sorts will be posted. The first chapter is already mostly written, but unlike these, it'll go through edits and re-readings and all that good stuff. In the meantime, read my other fic "My Love Always" if you don't mind angst.

Thank you all once again for joining me on this crazy experiment. This was a fabulous first foray into Bones fanfic and I hope to stay here for a long, long time!