Ahh, Christmas time is here. This Christmas, however, is very special to me. It will celebrate me ending the greatest year of my life with my beautiful wife, Anastasia. And just like what occurred before, we get to start over again. The new year. Just me and her. Oh! And our soon-to-be-born child will start another new beginning for us. Our journeys as parents.

The thought of having a child is... strangely frightening and oddly appealing. I never thought I would have a child, or children..., or a wife for that matter. Ana is now four months into her pregnancy.

"Christian?" Her sweet voice catches me off guard. I turn and see her standing in the door frame of the balcony. She has a light blue throw-blanket around her shoulders and wearing one of my white t-shirts and white lace undergarments. She looks so vulnerable. I am eager to touch and kiss her. Her belly is protruding out. Nothing too big or too small. Honest to god, how did I get her? And why do I feel lucky and glad that it's her who's carrying our child?

You stalked the girl, Grey. I joke to myself. I'm so glad I did.

"Yes, Ana?" I ask, captivated by her amazing, stunning blue eyed gaze. She has me in a trance. I hold out my hand for her to come join me overlook the Seattle night lights.

She intertwined our hands and rests her head on my shoulder. "Nothing." I can detect a hint of playfulness in her voice. "Is that so?" I tease back. "I can probably spank it out of you."

"Is that a challenge, Mr. Grey?" Oh, her and her smart mouth.

"Don't tempt me..." I smack her behind lightly and playfully. She gasps and pulls me in for a kiss. She bites my lip. Christ, the things she does to me! "You are savage, Mrs. Grey." She giggles in the most joyous way. Music to my ears.

"Back at you, Mr. Grey."

"Ana? Is there anything else you'd like or love for Christmas?" I know she doesn't like anything expensive, but I can still try. It's still a week before Christmas and we've pretty much got all our shopping done. The things money can buy..., in my case, that is. I pretty much shopped online while Ana chose to do half store shopping and half homemade gifts.

"You aren't gonna buy anything expensive, are you?"

Easy come, easy go. "I'm aware of your simple tastes, Ana. I just thought I'd ask." I shrug my shoulders. "Besides, you already gave me two special gifts this year."

Her blue eyes grow wide and her eyebrows furrow, puzzled. "What do you mean?"

"Anastasia. You gave me a wife." I kiss her wedding ring. "Now, you're giving me a family." I place our hands, that hold our golden symbols, atop her belly. She gazes back at me, completely astonished. Her eyes well up. She wraps her arms around me. I can hear her shuddered breathing.

"Hush, Ana. I'm here. I got you." Her face nuzzles into my chest. "Shhh..." I rub her back to soothe her.

"I love you so much, Christian." She whispers.

"I love you, too, Ana."

We kiss again, deeply. A gust of wind suddenly blows and snow begins to fall. "Come, Ana. This cold can't be good for you or the baby." I keep my arms around her as we make our way inside. "You didn't finish your hot chocolate." I say. She manages to stop sniffling to look at the mug on the counter. The marshmallows are completely melted and are stuck to the spoon and the marshmallow goo has run down the sides. Anyone else would think it was a science experiment gone wrong. "Oh no! I forgot!" She frantically rushes over to try and salvage the forgotten beverage.

She laughs as she wipes the goo off the counter with a rag. "It's all your fault, Grey."

"Come to bed with me?"

"I'll be there soon." She waves me off. "I need to clean this mess up!"

Okay. Let's have some fun. "But I'll be all alone, Mrs. Grey." I pretend to sound sad. I walk and stand behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist. I kiss her shoulder up to the side of her neck. She rewards me with a small moan. "You're skin is cold, Ana. I can warm you up if you'd like." I tease.

She smiles and tries to break from my grip. She squirms and groans. "You always do this to me!"

"What do I to you, Ana? If you tell me, then I'll stop." My voice is low and throaty.

She moans again. "You make me lose all motivation and focus to do anything that involves being away from you."

"I'm not making you lose focus, Ana. I'm simply loving you."

She begs and tries once more to break free as I continue my loving assault. "Christian... Please!"

"Is there something wrong with me loving you?" I whisper in her ear.

"No. Christian. Please!" She cries.

"I love you, Ana. My wife."

"I love you too, Christian. My husband."

"Good. Come to bed with me?" I ask again.

She nods and drops the cloth. I pick her up and carry her to our room. Her arms tightly hang onto me. I gently rest her on the bed. I lay beside her and notice she has the most loving expression on her face. Her hand gently traces the side of my face. I place my hand over hers.

She keeps that expression for about 5 more seconds before she finally speaks. "You know what I just realized?"

My curiosity perks up. "What?"

She props herself onto her elbow and flips her body onto her side. "We had a little honeymoon present for us when we returned."

Confused, I ask, "Huh?"

"Christian. I'm four months pregnant." She states.

What is she-... Ohh!

My hands glide over her belly. Deep down, I hate myself for the way I acted. "I was too frightened, Ana. Everything was happening so fast. And it's only now I too realize that unbeknownst to you and me... You were carrying life for four weeks and I almost destroyed it."

Her eyes become glassy again.

"I also see that you have given me life, Ana. You've given me a life I never thought I'd have. I love you."

She smiles a seductive smile. Her blue eyes are glowing with delight. "Show me how much you love me, husband." She pulls me in for a kiss.

I break away and smirk, "Oh, wife of mine. With pleasure."

"You got that right, Grey." She fists my hair with her hands.

I capture her lips again.