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A/N: That time of year again folks for a Christmas story. I hope you enjoy it.

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"Are you sure we should be doing this?" Reid asked from the back seat of Morgan's car. "He doesn't even know we're coming. Maybe he's got plans."

"He doesn't," Garcia turned from the front seat. "I checked. And what would he have said if we'd asked him?"

"No," Reid replied.

"Exactly my point sweetcheeks."

Morgan had spoken little on the trip from the Christmas tree lot where they'd found what Garcia had proclaimed was just the right tree. He and Reid had agreed. Who argued with Garcia? They were only there for the manpower as they had attached the tree securely to the roof of Morgan's car. Now Morgan negotiated streets that were becoming snowier by the minute. Luckily they'd been able to call it a day at lunch time. All of this would have been much more difficult once it got dark, which seemed to come on so early at this time of year. It didn't seem like that much snow was falling, Reid thought; it was the wind blowing it around that reduced the visibility to almost nothing and made the drive more treacherous.

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JJ continued to check off her list as Will returned to the house from carting yet another load to the car. "Look JJ, we better get goin' if we're goin'. The snow's really coming down out there and it's gettin' damn cold."

"Language," JJ replied in a sing song voice as she put her list aside, satisfied that all she'd agreed to bring was accounted for and began to get Henry dressed for the weather.

"I don't know why we can't stay here for Christmas like before. What if Santa doesn't know where I am?" The small boy lamented.

Will had a similar question on his mind but decided to keep it to himself for the sake of peace on earth and a faster getaway. Instead he just rolled his eyes.

"Why are your eyes rolling Daddy," Henry asked.

"Yes, why are you rolling your eyes Daddy?" JJ asked as she grabbed her own coat while Will hoisted Henry into his arms.

"I think Henry's imagination was gettin' away with him," Will replied.

"Yeah, I'm sure it was," JJ giggled.

"But how will Santa know where I am?" Henry continued.

"He'll know," Will and JJ replied in unison as they braved the blowing snow on the way to their car.

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Emily had double checked her list as well and had lugged her loads down the stairs so she was ready when Hotch's car pulled up.

"Emily, I would have helped you with all this," Hotch said as he saw the array of gifts, her go bag, groceries and a pie server that was still warm.

"It's not a problem Hotch. I thought we should get as quick a start as we could. That blowing snow looks nasty and it's not going to get any better."

Hotch couldn't disagree with that as he grabbed some of the bags and headed for the car. Emily followed suit looking quite festive in her red coat and a red scarf covered with snowflakes. Her head was covered with a red tam. Once they had everything loaded and Emily had greeted Jack, they were on the way to their destination.

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Garcia's cell rang and she answered as Morgan continued to maneuver his vehicle. Luckily the Christmas Eve traffic had lessened somewhat as they moved into the suburbs.

"Are you sure this is okay?" Kevin asked.

"Of course it's okay, but get going honey; the weather's not good," Garcia told him.

"Right, I just finished up here and I'm on my way. See you shortly."

"Hurry but be careful," Garcia warned as she ended her call.

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Morgan shut his lights off before turning into the winding drive. The lights outside the house provided more than enough illumination. "I hope the others get here soon." He said. "Well Reid, let's unload that tree."

The two men exited the vehicle and under Garcia's orders to be quiet about it tried to remove the tree from the top of the car with a minimum of noise, fighting the snow and the wind all the way. "Whose idea was this anyway?" Reid asked as they carried the tree toward the front door. He could hear strains of Vivaldi coming from within. "Music's playing; maybe we can make it without being heard." He headed back to the car for the many, many things Garcia had packed into it. "What is all this stuff?"

"Food, decorations for the tree and the house, gifts and all that kind of stuff," Garcia told him.

"Do we need this much?" Reid lugged a third Rubbermaid container to the front step. "There's not going to be room for anybody else's stuff," he announced just as a second car dimmed its lights and pulled into the driveway, "Or did you bring it all?" There was a hopeful note in his voice.

"Oh no, everybody's car will be full," Garcia said as Hotch's car pulled up behind Morgan's.

"That's what I was afraid of," Reid said as he headed for Hotch's car.

"We made fairly good time, despite the weather," Emily said.

They continued unloading Hotch's car as quietly as they could and as they were finishing JJ and Will's car pulled into the circular drive behind Hotch's.

"Oh my God," JJ said looking at the load of stuff on the front steps. "I can't believe we brought so much.

"Exactly what I said when I was loading it," Will drawled sarcastically as if his thoughts had, at last, been vindicated.

"Hey, don't knock it," Reid said. "You're lucky you arrived last. This is the third car I've helped unload." He followed Will as the man popped the trunk.

"Oh you poor thing," Garcia patted him on the back. "Wait until we get some hot chocolate and eggnog into you. You'll be happy as a clam."

"Whoever asked a clam if it was happy?" Will asked before anyone could stop him.

"The term actually comes from 'happy as a clam in high water' because when the tide is high the clam is free of the attention of predators so, it figures they'd likely be happy. It's then just been shortened to happy as a clam." Reid informed him.

Will was quiet for a few moments staring at Reid, "Well, okay then." He then figured it was safer to unload the rest of the things in silence.

Once the three cars were unloaded and the mass of what they'd brought was evident, the group stared at it in awe. "Are we ready?" Garcia asked. Everyone nodded so she stepped on what little of a step was left uncovered and rang the doorbell.

They heard the music from within the house shut off and a few moments later the door opened. Rossi looked at a huge number of containers sitting on his doorstep as the rest of his team, Hotch holding Jack and Will holding Henry, began singing, "We wish you a Merry Chistmas…"