Presents and packages under the tree

But that's not what Christmas time means to me

Its sharing the season together with family

Lets make a memory this Christmas

Lets make a memory this year

We'll share precious moments together

At our family and friend's gathering

December 24th 1989

Angel Grove CA

The fire in the fireplace roared keeping the occupants in the cabin warm…er. A pair of young adults no older then 18 sat in front of the fire on a couple of plush seat cushions pulled from the couch. Soft Christmas music played in the background as the flames consumed the wood tenders.

The young adult no older then 18 sat quietly with a mug of hot chocolate filled with miniature marshmallows as her wonderful boyfriend rubbed her shoulders. His hands felt so good as they massaged her sore muscles that had come from carrying around her unborn baby.

Only 2 more months to go till they welcomed their baby girl into the world.

Bryce smiled as his girlfriend moaned her pleasure. He leaned forward and kissed her neck and continued the massage.

These were precious moments he'd enshrine forever. He knew their future was uncertain. He was still jobless. The cabin they occupied was rented using the money he'd earned from the guitar lessons he'd given on the side.

It wasn't nearly enough to support his girlfriend or their baby. In fact, for all he knew, this could be their last Christmas together. Especially if Mr. Meadowbrooke had his say. He'd been really steamed when they'd revealed her pregnancy to him.

Immediately he'd begun searching for a job. Even if he'd had to hold down two jobs he'd done it. The idea of being a father excited him. Surely he'd find a job who wouldn't want to hire a good music teacher.

"Bryce? You ok?"

The young man looked at his lover. "I'm fine. There's a lot on my mind right now."

"You'll find a job. Who wouldn't want to hire you?"

Bryce smiled softly at her and kissed her cheek. "With you here, I can do anything."

He then reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out a locket and showed it to her. This is my Christmas present to you."

The locket was a little bigger then a quarter. It was made of sterling silver and had a Treble Clef engraved on it. On the back of it was their initials KM and BK. The inside already held a miniature picture of the both of them with him holding her.

"It's beautiful Bryce! How did you afford this?"

It was given to me by my grandmamma before she died. She told me to give it to my soul mate. And that's what you are. I can't be away from you. I promise you, I'll find that job. And then once the baby's born, we'll get married. "I intend to take care of both of you."

A tear escaped from Karen's eyes as he clasped it around her neck. "I..I don't know what to say."

"Words aren't needed Sweetheart. Your love is all I need."

Karen's answering kiss was all the thanks he needed.

18 years later

Bryce sat alone in his living room again twirling the chain that held the locket in his hand.

If only she'd held out a while longer. Just after she'd left them, he found out that he would be receiving an inheritance from his grandfather and a really nice sized one at that. Half a million dollars and their small cottage had been left to him.

By the time he'd found out, it was too late . That jerk Roger had her safely away from him.

But the time for mourning was over. Roger was gone now, and as soon as the divorce went through, he could finally make everything right again.

Connor and Ethan sat at the jewelry counter as the lady behind it pulled out several different styles of engagement rings.

Ethan had come along with him at his request. With all the craziness going on, they'd been way behind in their 'guy time' and so here they sat, helping Connor pick out a good ring for his girlfriend.

Kira was hanging with Melanie and Karen doing some Christmas shopping of their own.

Connor listened attentively as the lady described every ring she brought out as well as the price of each one. Not that money was really an object. Not when it came to Kira. He didn't trust Roger to stay gone…and he also had an uneasy feeling that the restraining order wouldn't have much of an effect on the lunatic that was Roger Ford. It was better for him to make Kira as secure as possible.

And he couldn't wait to propose to her either.

AN: This is a good way to begin this story isn't it. I don't know who the song credit goes to. My parents bought the tape in England and we play it every Christmas. I tried to google it but nothing came up. If any of you know the name of the song or who sings it, please PM me.

I know this is a short chapter, so, I'm posting the next one as soon as this one is up. Its going to be a bit rough at first, but I can promise you that it will get better and better as it goes. And yes, there will be some nice warm fuzzies and sap to go around.

I decided to go ahead and get this one started now. This is a busy time of year for me with Halloween comming up. So I may not update as often as i want to. But I will promise that this will be done by christmas (as long as nothing interfears with it.) Some of you have asked about my other stories. I plan to update Lost Found, and Rescued soon. I don't know about the others but I will update what I can.

Thank you to all my wonderful fans!