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A/N Just a little light Christmas full as it's that time of the year :-)

Santa baby

The scene was picturesque. A log fire blazed in the ornate hearth of the large manor house that was nestled in the English countryside. A six foot Christmas tree, adorned with twinkling lights and beautiful decorations stood proudly above meticulously wrapped Christmas presents and Christmas decorations were strewn through out the house adding festive cheer. The ground outside the window was white from the thick layer of snow that blanked the landscape and glistened with a faint twinkle under the pale light of the street lamps .Cal Lightman was seated in a red lather Winchester chair his expression pained and concerned. A shrill, blood curdling scream shattered the tranquil scene and caused Cal to spring from his seat.

"Oh God, oh God, oh Jesus…..this hurts so much" Gillian Foster cried thrashing around in pain. Cal dropped to his knees, pulling her into his arms.

"It's alright luv. It's alright. You just hold on, I called for help and she will be here soon" he sooth, stroking her hair.

"Cal, I can't do this, it hurts too much, something's wrong……oh god HELP ME!" she shrieked as another pain shoot through her abdomen casing her to sit bolt upright. Cal looked on helplessly, his stomach twisting into a knot at the sight of Gillian in so much pain. The pain subsided and Gillian relaxed back onto the makeshift bed that Cal had made for her by the fire. Her cheeks were flushed and sweat began to form on her brow, her hair was unkempt and stuck to her damp cheeks in plastered clumps, Cal smiled, even when she was in agony, she was still beautiful.

"Gillian, Gillian, listen to me, Gillian" Cal breathed as he captured her face between his hands "It's going to be ok love, I promise you, it's going to be ok, I've called Scarlet, she's on her way and everything will be ok. Just hold on luv, alright?"

Gillian bit her bottom lip and tears formed in her eyes as a hot pain shoot across her stomach, she buried her head in Cal's chest and let out another scream as he rubbed her back. The pain faded again and she relaxed into his arms. "Oh look, it's midnight" she sighed "It's Christmas, merry Christmas Cal" she said wearily.

"Merry Christmas luv" he said planting a kiss on top of her head, inspiration suddenly striking him as he left her side to rummage under the Christmas tree.

"Cal, what are you doing?"

"Looking for a present I want you to open" he replied as he continued to rummage under the tree.

"You know, around this time last year, we were dancing at the Christmas party" Gillian smiled dreamily.

"I know luv, how could I forget" he beamed as he handed her a small box.

"What is it?" she asked excitedly.

"Open it and found out" Gillian tore open the gift to find a small black box, flicking it open she gasped. "Cal!" she breathed.

"Gillian Foster, will you marry me?" Cal asked dropping to one knee. Gillian's eyes flicked from the large diamond ring to Cal's face and distorted with horror.

"No, oh god, no, no, no" Cal's jaw dropped and hurt and confusion flooded his face.

"W..w.w..what?

"No, not no to you! No to what's happening" Gillian began to sob, her whole body ridged with pain.

"Jesus love, what is it" Cal now white with terror "What's wrong"

"Scarlet is going to be too late" Gillian gasped as she clawed at Cal's shirt, "It's happening….the babies coming!"