25th December - Happy Christmas everyone!
There was something about the final minute of the working day, Bodie thought happily, about picking up your jacket, turning out the light, closing the door behind you. About knowing you were going home.
And tonight Doyle was going home with him, there'd be food and wine and mistletoe and bed. With Doyle. He smiled. Best Christmas ever.
Christmas... He paused, Doyle waiting impatiently, but there was just one more thing to do first. He slipped back into the rest room and flipped open the last door on the Advent Calendar.
Yeah, it'd been a good idea of his, this.
( And then it was Christmas Day... )