Hi Guys! I can't believe how long it has been since I posted anything on here, but life gets in the way, especially exams, and writer's block is such a pain. Something I really needed when I just wanted to write the next chapter of The Improbable Hope.

Anyway, BTR Plot Adoption Forum is doing a Christmas challenge which is just to create a Christmas story to get everyone writing again. I definitely wanted to join in, so here is mine! Sorry this one's a bit short, but there'll be more to come soon.

Enjoy!

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25th December 2005

"Mommy! Daddy! Santa's been! Santa's been!"

"I can see that, honey," an auburn-haired woman smiled as she slowly descended the stairs after her racing 3-year-old. A strong pair of arms supported her down the stairs as she held tightly to her large baby bump. It wasn't long until she or he was due and everyone was very excited. She heard her husband chuckle from behind at the hyper boy's antics. He was currently trying to stand up on his tiptoes and crane his neck to see in the Christmas stockings hanging from the fireplace.

"The presents aren't going anywhere, buddy," the blonde man exclaimed as he made sure his wife was comfortably situated on the couch, "how many more years of 4am Christmas' do we have to take?" he added as an aside to his wife, who merely tapped him lightly on the nose with a wink.

"Stop acting like you don't enjoy it," she replied as he leaned in closer to her, "merry Christmas, Will."

"Hmmm, merry Christmas," he said, kissing her on the lips.

"Merry Christmas Mommy and Daddy!" a sudden shriek in Will's ear caused him to cringe slightly and rub the appendage. He really had to teach the 3-year-old about special awareness and keeping to quiet voices at 4am in the morning. He corrected himself. No, the first thing he needed to teach him was to not wake up before dawn like a spring chicken. That was number one on the list. He stood up and snagged the little tyke beside him, tickling under his armpits.

"Are you feeling left out, huh? I guess that means it's time for the tickle monster to come out!"

"Nooo!" his son yelled "n-not the tickle m-monster!" he erupted into bubbles of laughter as the tickles kept on coming "noooooo..."

"No, not just the tickle monster, but the Christmas tickle monster! He's even more ferocious!" he laughed himself as his son squirmed around, squealing with laughter.

"Alright," Jennifer Knight interrupted with a smile on her face, "how about we get to some of these presents? Granny and Grandpa will be here soon and we don't want to keep them waiting out on the doorstep in this weather," she gestured out of the window to the snowy ground, the morning still darkened without a winter sun in the sky as of yet.

"Wait!" the little boy shouted, wide-eyed and arms out beside him.

"Yes, Kendall?" William Knight asked, wondering whatever could be wrong now.

"We haven't said merry Christmas to baby! We can't not say merry Christmas to baby 'cause baby is in our family too!"

"Ah yes," William replied with a chuckle, "come on then, but careful, remember, Kendall?" he picked his son up and sat him down on his own lap as he himself sat next to his wife.

"Yes! I am very good at 'membering stuff!" Kendall giggled, clapping his little hands. He gently placed a hand on his mother's round tummy, moving it around until he felt a small kick. "Hi, baby," he whispered, "you don't know this but its Christmas, so merry Christmas!"

Jennifer shifted a little as the baby gave a very powerful kick in response. "Baby definitely says merry Christmas back," she commented as another sharp kick came, "oh definitely."

Will gently patted the baby bump himself. "Ok, buddy, how's about we see what Santa's given you this year?" William asked, not even being halfway through the question before Kendall was off of his lap and sitting beside the fireplace as he eagerly anticipated the stocking.

Both parents laughed and quickly kissed again, before William went over to assist his son with his presents, Jennifer watching fondly as the smiles on both of their faces grew with each new present tugged out of the stocking.

This was going to be a really good Christmas, she could just tell.

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26th December 2005

Jennifer lay awake that night, unable to get to sleep. The little one in her stomach was refusing to go to tire out and overall she felt rather uncomfortable. Sleep was no problem for her other half who was snoring away after having downed a few pints of beer and a glass of red wine over Christmas dinner. She grumbled slightly as she tried to switch position and that's when she felt it.

"Will," she breathed, sitting up slightly and making sure she was right. She gasped slightly as her suspicions were proved right and this time was much louder in trying to awaken her husband.

"What's wrong, Jen?" Will asked around a yawn, blinking open his eyes to see the face of his wife looming above him in the early morning darkness. He sat up quickly as he noticed the look on her face.

"My waters broke..." she whispered, still not quite believing it herself. "The baby's coming."

"A-are you sure?" he asked, rather dumbfounded, "it's not due for another few weeks..."

"Yep, definitely coming" she replied as she felt the familiar sensation of contractions coming on "we need to wake your parents down the hall so they can look after Kendall and then-" she sucked a breath in as the first contraction made itself known.

"I'm on it, I'm on it," Will replied as she quickly got up and raced down the hall. Within minutes he was back again, pulling on the clothes he had worn the previous day and flinging open the wardrobe to find the hospital bag they had already had packed for weeks now. Jennifer was putting her clothes on also, as quickly as she could, and smiled gratefully as her husband bent down to put her socks and shoes on for her.

"Anyone would think you hadn't done this before," she teased light-heartedly as he pulled her up and quickly escorted her out the door, almost forgetting the bag he had left lying at the end of the bed.

"Shhh, you can tease me later when I'm not feeling like my heart's just jumped out of my throat."

"And who's having this baby, Will?"

Several hours later, a little blonde-haired boy bounced down the hallway of the maternity ward, clutching excitedly to an old man's hand. Will met them at the door of a hospital room and hugged him tightly to his chest. He thanked his mother and father, who went to sit in the waiting room around the corner to give the small family some space.

"Are you ready to meet your new little brother, Kendall?"

"It's a boy? I have a little brother now?" Kendall's eyes lit up at the thought of having a little brother and all of the things he would be able to teach him. He clutched his father's shirt as he was brought into the room. His mother was sitting up in the bed, a small blue bundle held in her arms.

William placed Kendall next to Jennifer, warning him again to be careful. Kendall rolled his little green eyes (something he had seen his cousin, Michael, do to his parents) but carefully leaned over to see the face of his new little brother anyway.

"This is Logan, Kenny. Logan Jacob Knight, your little brother." She gently pulled back the blanket so that Kendall could see the baby. As Kendall leaned over, he looked into the most expressive brown eyes he had ever seen. The baby was quite small, smaller than Kendall thought he would have been, but he had a tuft of dark brown hair that stuck up on top of his head as if he were trying to make up for his height.

As the blanket was pulled away, Logan swung his tiny arm out of the cocoon and grabbed onto the nearest thing he could, which happened to be Kendall's pinky finger, and pulled it in towards him.

"He knows who you are already, buddy," William told his oldest son.

"Hello, Logan, I'm Kendall, you big brother. I'm also your best brother because I'm gonna teach you everything in the whole wide world!"

"That was very sweet, honey," Jennifer praised as she kissed him on the forehead.

Kendall gasped suddenly. "Mommy, Daddy, guess what?"

"What?" they both replied.

"Santa made Logan be born today. He wanted to give us all one last Christmas present!"

The two parents looked at each other and smiled at Kendall's logic. Will sat down on the bed next to his little family and they all snuggled together.

Maybe Kendall was right. Logan hadn't been due for another two weeks, but something made him come today. It wasn't even that far into Boxing Day, so technically it could be classed as some sort of Christmas magic. But whatever it was, it had made this Christmas extra special, the best one they had had for a long time.

"I can't wait to show you everything, Logie," Kendall mumbled as he drifted off into a light dose in his mother's arms.

If only they had realised how little time there would be to show him before he was taken from them, possibly never to be seen again...

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