On the twelfth day of Sanctuary my true love (Tesla) gave to me-
Only one vampire shield
Two Magnuses (Magnae?) in history
Three magic sisters
Four opportunities to shoot Adam
Five brilliant minds
Six superabnormals
Seven cheesy songs
Eight Kush plane passengers
Nine bank hostages
Ten Season 3.0 episodes
Eleven months of ordinary HAP pregnancy
Twelve baby nubbins
Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the Sanctuary
Many creatures were stirring
Like the invisible reptilian Brazilian mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that Nikola wouldn`t be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds
All the day`s lists and duties still stuck in their heads.
Henry considered he hated his chores
So much that he`d rather be out on the moors.
But then he`d miss Christmas, so happy and mild
And the look on the face of his soon-to-be child.
And Kate was curled up with her darling Herusan
Who`d bought her a gun via catalogue perusing.
His arms were wrapped round her, he made her feel special,
She was pround to consider herself Hollowsexual.
But Magnus, whose rep had taken a bad rap,
Had just settled down for a two hour nap.
Her papers were strewn by her bed with no care,
And she lay all alone in the crisp Christmas air.
When suddenly, she heard a beeping beside her,
"The perimeter`s breached by some sneaky outsider!"
And though the time read "Christmas Morn, 2 o`clock",
She ran to the roof as she drew out her Glock.
Upon reaching the roof, which looked over the town,
She felt her face settling into a frown.
For resting up here was the usual thing
Just eight or so white pigeons flapping their wings.
Now Helen decided it wasn`t a threat,
And decided to ponder the thing while she slept.
But when passing her office to go to her bed
She saw in he room a figure`s dark head.
She loaded her gun with a small silent click
And crept to the door so she`d aim at it quick
But upon close inspection she felt rather sick
For she knew in a flash that it must be "Saint" Nik.
He was crouched `side the fire with an embroidered bag
On his shoulder, from which he withdrew several items
His hair- how it stood up! His fangs- how they glistened!
His belly far too small for any fat inside him.
Helen shot and lodged a bullet inside him
And he yelped and turned round to observe with a snide grin.
"How`d you get past the shield there since November?"
she asked, and he simply said "Genius, remember?"
So she sighed and asked "Nikola, what are you doing?
Shouldn`t you be in your own misery stewing?
Working to end the problems of the world
And trying to impress that hot redheaded girl?"
He rolled his grey eyes replying "Helen, you see.
I figured you`d be here alone missing me.
So I brought you some wine and a couple of gifts
Some things to make you forget those pesky kids.
He handed her a package, very indiscreetly
And she hesitantly unwrapped it in her style; rather neatly.
As she gazed at a pic from the days of the Five.
Memories of her friend made her heart come alive
Then he said "that`s not all!" and pulled out the other
From the bag that had been made for him by his mother.
Inside was a necklace, of pure finest gold.
She smiled saying "God, Niko, that`s rather bold!"
He looked very sheepish, like a schoolboy caught wronging
"I know I have bad OCD, but the longing
To please you was just too much for me to bear
I do love you Helen, and I really do care."
A tear left her eye, a very rare sight.
She told him "You know how to make things just right.
I must tell you that you are doing just fine
Now let`s pour ourselves a glass of that rare wine.
So snuggling on the couch, crystal goblets in hands
She said "This will not get you in my pants,
But it was a good try, and Niko, if I might?
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night."
