So, every day for one month, starting on Thanksgiving and ending on Christmas, I've decided to write a new fluffy as can be one-shot. I'll be using a random word generator and the first word that comes up as inspiration. Join me on my journey, won't you? I'm going to try to keep all of these in a single universe.

Dot

Brennan came out of a deep sleep, annoyed that she had been torn from a particularly nice dream. Let's just say it involved Booth and not very many items of clothing. It took her a moment to recognize the sound that had roused her from her sleep. Finally, it registered that her phone was ringing. She reached over to the nightstand and glanced at the caller ID. She smiled when she saw "Booth" displayed on the screen. "Hi," she greeted as she stretched.

"I woke you up," Booth observed apologetically. "I'm sorry, Babe." Brennan yawned and took a second to reply.

"No, it's okay," she assured him. "The other half of the bed is cold," she observed. "I find that I would prefer it to be warm. Preferably by your body heat." Booth chuckled.

"I miss you too," he told her earnestly. "But I'll be home soon." Brennan smiled. She knew it was illogical because she spoke to him at least twice a day, but she missed Booth in a very profound, physical way. Booth was out of town training new FBI agents in firearms at Quantico and had been gone for three weeks. What made it worse was that he was supposed to be home two days ago and today was Thanksgiving. Brennan couldn't imagine spending it without him. It would be the first time since before they were a couple that they wouldn't be together for the holiday. Now that they were married, the prospect just seemed wrong to both of them. Plus, there was another reason they didn't want to be apart any more than they had to be. "You had your doctor's appointment this afternoon, right?" Booth asked.

"Yes," Brennan confirmed. "Everything is fine." Brennan was only seven weeks along in her pregnancy. She found out she was pregnant a week after Booth left, and had initially decided to wait until he came home to tell him, but she wasn't able to contain herself and blurted it out the very next time he called.

"I wish I could've been there," Booth said with a little catch in his voice. He knew he would be there for the bulk of the pregnancy, but he didn't want to miss a second of this journey he was taking with the love of his life.

"There isn't much to see at this stage, Booth," Brennan assured him, "or anything to hear. The heartbeat is usually not audible on a Doppler until the ninth week of gestation. You'll be home by then."

"I still wish I could've been there," Booth insisted. "Hey, it's past midnight!" he announced suddenly. "Happy Thanksgiving, Bones!" Brennan grinned and chuckled.

"Happy Thanksgiving, Booth."

"Are you ready for the big dinner?" Booth asked with a hint of teasing in his voice.

"I believe so," Brennan answered. "My father, Russ, Amy and the girls will be coming in this morning. Angela and Hodgins have decided to join us this year. I have almost everything I need to prepare the dinner. I only need to make one more trip to the market this morning to get a few more things."

"Sounds like it'll be a great Thanksgiving," Booth said happily.

"Except you won't be here," Brennan replied somberly. There was a pause on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, I have a surprise for you," Booth said after a moment. Brennan rolled her eyes. She despised surprises.

"What, Booth?" she asked with as much mock disdain as she could muster.

"Trust me, Bones, you're gonna love this!" Booth assured her. "Go downstairs. I think you'll like what you see on the front porch." Brennan reluctantly left the coziness of her bed and walked down the stairs of her new house. The house she and Booth had purchased together only eight months ago. Their home to be a family in. There were four bedrooms, theirs, Parker's, a guest room, and one that would soon become a nursery. Brennan marveled at the thought. She walked through the entryway to her front door and opened it.

Booth beamed his most charming of charm smiles as Brennan opened the door. "Surprise, Baby!" he exclaimed. Brennan all but squealed and launched herself into his arms. Booth laughed and kissed her on the temple. When she finally finished trying to squeeze the life out of him she gave him a long, lingering kiss. "I missed you so much," Booth whispered in her ear. Brennan's only response was to hug him tightly again. Brennan finally allowed him through the front door and he set his suitcases down. He settled himself on the couch and just looked at Brennan for a long moment. He never knew that three weeks could feel like a lifetime.

"How did the training go?" Brennan asked as she snuggled into his side and he draped an arm around her shoulders.

"Great," Booth replied. "Those guys really have a lot of heart. They're all going to make great agents." Brennan smiled.

"Well, they had a good teacher," she said earnestly. "I have something for you." She got up and returned a moment later with a picture in her hand. She handed it to Booth with a very un-Brennan-like giddiness.

Booth looked down at the picture and his heart leapt into his throat. It was Brennan's first ultrasound. She pointed out the tiny dot that was their baby and he had to fight back tears. "This is incredible," he said with awe. Brennan sat back down next to him and snuggled close. Booth kissed her softly. "Happy Thanksgiving. I love you, Bones."

"I love you too, Booth." Booth looked back down at the ultrasound. Right now their child was only a dot, but to them it was the most beautiful dot in the world.

What do you think? OOC? Adorable? Too much? I want to hear from you! Look for a new one tomorrow!