A/N: Hey every here's a fun little holiday story. I had this in my head for a minute and I figured instead of waiting until the holidays I'll just start it now.

This is like a mini-sequel to my Wolves in Washington story. You can read that one if you want but I guess you really do not need to in order for you to read and (hopefully) enjoy this one.

Also, for clarification, this story is set one year after Davina's birthday. So Leah and David have been married for about 3 years. And sorry if there are any typos, I didn't really have a chance to edit.

Alright, that's all for me. Happy reading!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters.

"Aww, Dav's holding a koala." Leah cooed as she looked at the pictures on the screen of her black sony laptop. Leah had managed to download all of the pictures her baby sister-in-law sent her before she had to put the laptop into airplane mode.

"A koala," David grumbled. "I'm glad she's snuggling one of those instead of being home where she should be."

"Aww, is my poor Davi anngries."

David folded his arms and pouted. "No."

Leah laughed. "Cheer up buttercup, Davina will be home soon. Besides, Mama Sharon says that you didn't come home from your walk for two whole years! Davina's been gone for half that time."

"It's not the same."

Leah rolled her eyes. "And why is that."

David stayed silent.

Leah cocked her head. "Waiting."

"I hate airplanes, I hate the cold."

"Oh so you're going to change the subject."

"How did you stand this cold?"

Leah grinned. "Fine big baby. You want to avoid now we have to go ice skating."

David's eyes grew wide. "No, no, no!"

"Come on you owe me one. More like two really."

"How's that?"

"Well the first most recent one, I agreed to take the window seat since your chicken but didn't want. You're missing a great view by the way. And two, you made me fly back home. To Washington. The place I hate most of all."

David gave Leah a soft sympathetic smile. "We have to tell your mother, Leah. Over skype would have been so messed."

Leah leaned over and buried her face into his neck. "I know. I just…I really hate this place."

David gave Leah's shoulder a squeeze. "I know but it's going to be okay. I promise." He gave the top of her head a gentle kiss. "Tell you what, let's make a bet."

Leah looked up at him then. "What kind of bet?"

"If your mom doesn't notice then we don't have to go ice skating but if she does then we will."

Leah grinned. "Alright."

David grinned back. He knew he was going to lose but Leah would be happy at least.

"Even though you're going to lose, tell how you're going to keep me warm on that ice woman."

"You're going to lose but I'll tell you alright. I'm going to…"

"Oh my god, you're pregnant!"

That was the first thing Sue shouted when she saw Leah and David at the airport.

Leah turned to David, a huge smile adorning her face, "Loser says what?"

David didn't have a chance to reply. Soon he and Leah both were being swooped into a hug. Sue Clearwater-Swan may have been a tiny, older woman but she sure was strong.

When Sue pulled back, she smiled at the pair before raising her hand high and giving David a light smack upside the head.

"Ow!" David yelped. "Why mama Clearwater?"

Leah laughed.

"Oh it didn't even hurt." The older woman argued back. "And that's for not telling me about the baby. I would have smacked you both but hitting pregnant ladies isn't okay."

David rubbed his head dramatically. "Leah didn't want to tell until after the 12 weeks."

"After 12 weeks?!" Sue shouted before gesturing towards Leah's belly. "Look at her! She's as big as a house,"

"Oh gee, thanks mom." Leah deadpanned while David tried to stifle a laugh.

"She has to be at least 6 months."

"6 ½," Leah corrected. "But who's counting anyway?"

"6 ½ MONTHS!"

As Sue raved on and on about how horrified she was that she was just finding out now, David leaned into Leah.

"I'm not sure but I think you just made this worse."

Leah pushed him away and scowled. "Oh shut up."

David and Leah both stared at Sue, who was yelling and throwing her hands around, for another minute before they both walked towards her and scooped her up by her arms.

As they carried her towards the airport exit, Sue asked, "What in the world are you two doing?"

"Taking you to the car." David answered.

"Charlie drove, right?" Leah asked.

Sue sighed, resigned to the fact that she was going to be carried out the airport for being rightfully angry. "Yes. He's parked in lot D, third row, fourth car down."

"Good mama." Leah praised.

"Don't you dare laugh, David!" Sue warned.

David laughed the whole way to the parking lot.

When they made it to the car, a red Honda that was old and fading, Charlie got out of the car and greeted David and Leah warmly.

"David, Leah! Whoa Leah…!" Charlie stared at Leah for a moment, questioning her with his eyes.

Leah nodded happily.

"Congrats!"

"Thanks." Leah and David both stated. They were happy that they didn't get the same chew out that they did inside of the airport.

Soon after Leah and David's single black suitcase was packed into the trunk, they were head down the road and away from the airport.

They weren't three minutes into the drive before Sue started asking questions.

"Girl or boy?"

Sue's question was met twin groans from the backseat of the car.

"You didn't tell me anything for 6 ½ months. I want something. NOW!"

"A girl." David answered immediately.

"Aww, little girls are sweet. Now hopefully she's not as stubborn as her mama."

"Hey!" Leah's face instantly fell into a pout.

"Sue." Charlie admonished.

"What? It's true!" Sue and David both stated. Sue got a look and David earned a smack, this time from his angry wife.

"Did you pick out a name yet?" Charlie asked trying to change the subject.

"We're going to name her Katerina after Katrina." Leah answered.

"Who?" Both Charlie and Sue were confused even though they were sure that the name sounded familiar.

David stepped in then. "Katrina, she's a good friend and pack member. She named her little girl, Leonora, after Leah."

Leah beamed happily. "We call her Lil Lee."

"We're hoping the girls will be like sisters, since…" David trailed off, glancing at Leah, not sure if he should continue the statement knowing how his wife felt about the matter.

Leah offered him a gently smile. "She may be our only, so it's good that she'll already have a big sister."

"How do you know they'll be like sisters?" Sue had been down that road before with Leah and Emily. It was long and painful journey that had a bad end. Chancing a repeat seemed reckless at best.

Leah knew better though.

"Every morning that little girl climbs into bed with me and puts her ear right to my belly. She tells me, 'Mama, that's my sister in there!'."

Leah was sure. "It will not be the same as Emily and I, there's something stronger connecting them. They'll be a loyalty there that apparently never existed between us."

"And her mother's okay with this?" Sue asked, choosing to ignore the Leah's last statement. Besides, she couldn't imagine a mother being okay with her child calling another woman mama.

David let out a howl of laughter.

Sue and Charlie (through the rear view mirror) both looked at David oddly, Leah only shook her head. She already knew exactly what was coming next.

"What's so funny? I was being serious." Sue finally asked.

David still chuckled a little as he pointed to Leah's stomach and said, "It's just that Katrina said that that was her baby in there and that she's the baby daddy. That's why it's going to be a Kat Jr. and not a David Jr."

Leah gave David a face and then turned back to her mother and Charlie. "Trust me, she's fine with it. A child can't get too much love."

Sue smiled. "No, they can't."

"I'm due on March 15th, by the way."

"Will you bring her here? To visit, I mean. When she's old enough to fly of course."

David eyed Leah for a moment, checking, confirming. Leah looked back at him resolutely.

"We'll send you plane tickets the week she's due." David finally answered.

That was Sue's answer. The child would never come to Washington outside of her mother. Even though Sue was happen to be able to be there for her granddaughter's birth, she was sad. She would never host little Katerina in her home. She would never bake cookies or pies with the girl. Any dreams of walking hand and hand with her granddaughter down First Beach, stopping along the way to collect sea shells to put in each others hair, were quickly destroyed.

The rest of the drive to the Clearwater-Swan home was made in silence.

A/n: Thanks for reading! To those who read Sorry Miss Jackson and Her Sister's Keeper (if you all are reading at the moment), I hope to post on those this week.