The Meaning of Christmas
Summery: Sara never really knew the meaning of Christmas but as she watched Greg's proud face looking down on their new life she could understand that Christmas had nothing to do with material items but the gifts life could bring to you. She first met Greg on Christmas, was married to him years later on Christmas, and now she brought little Danika into the world on Christmas.
Disclaimer: The only things I own are baby Sanders, Susan, Sadie, and the dogs Tiny and Ishmael.
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Sara Sidle held her coffee mug close to her as she looked out the window of her two-bedroom apartment in San Francisco. She let the afghan blanket draping her shoulders fall to the ground, a stray tear fall to her cheek. Before she knew it she was sobbing.
She wasn't even sure how she had ended up here; just that it hurt her too much to think of how great Christmas was because it was never something to look forward to in the Sidle family. They never got presents and there was never less then at lest three fights, usually involving her father, her mother, or her brothers Jorge and Danny. Christmas was like every other day in her family so she never got into it, even as an adult.
She looked and saw a world she never understood playing out in her living room. There was an average sized Christmas tree in the corner, two stockings hung on one wall, and Christmas décor spread across the room and the outside of the house. She never understood the whole Christmas thing, she wasn't sure she would ever.
"Sara? Sara you alright hon?" In seconds she felt his arms around her and his fingers brushing away her tears. "It's alright hon, I'm here now"
A small smile pulled at her lips as she turned around and buried her head deep into his shoulders. After getting herself together she pulled away just enough to see her lovers face.
"I'm fine." He looked at her with a questionable eye. "Really"
"Okay you sure. Is it the baby," He said touching her swelled belly.
"She's fine." She said walking to the couch and sitting down.
"She, now Sara do we have to go through this again. Junior's a boy." He said with a grin. "Gregory first of all if it were a boy it's so not being called Junior." Said faking a serious tone.
"What's wrong with Junior?"
"It's a stupid name Greg."
"Well okay if it were a boy what would you name him?"
"Caleb Matthew or Shane."
Greg smiled before rubbing her belly. "I'd have to choose between Caleb and Zechariah."
"Now on the serious note Greg our baby's name will be Allison Samantha."
"I think Danica Marie is winning me over."
"Nope, Allison Samantha." Sara let a sigh and rested her head on his shoulder. Before she knew it she was drifting asleep in his arms.