So, I'm going to be writing 12 short little ficlets about 12 different couples and them celebrating Christmas. So, this will be a 12 chapter story and I hope you guys enjoy it and the different couples.
First up is Cemma(Corey Graves & Emma). I saw a manip of these two and fell in love with them. The nickname "Bubbles" that Corey has for Emma just came to me and I really loved it and thought it was a perfect nickname for Emma since she does have a bubbly personality and she had bubbles in her entrance or used to at least.
I apologize for any and all grammatical errors or mistake in characterization.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the storyline.

Emma laid in Corey's bed still exhausted, but knew she had to get up. She would be leaving in a couple hours to head to the airport because she was going to be flying to Australia to celebrate Christmas with her family. She had wanted Corey to come with her today, but he had some stuff to take care of before he could leave. They had already arranged for him to fly to Australia in a couple days, but she was still going to miss him.

"Rise and shine, Bubbles," Emma groaned and buried her face into her pillow. She heard Corey chuckle as he pulled her body closer to his and groaned slightly when she felt his lips on her neck.

"Are you trying to start something, Graves?" Emma asked as she turned around in his arms to face him.

"Maybe," he said as he pecked her lips, "Do we have time?"

"As much as I would love to say 'yes', we really don't," Emma explained as she disentangled herself from him and headed towards the bathroom.

"You sure?" he called after her.

"Yeah, I'm sure," Emma giggled as she shut the bathroom door.

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About 30 minutes later, Emma was showered, dressed, bags packed, and ready to go. She plopped down on the couch and snuggled up next to him. Corey wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer.

"I wish you were coming with me," he heard her murmur.

"I'll be there in a couple days," he soothed her, "Tell your mom, I fully expect a feast waiting for me when I arrive." Emma giggled at his words. The last time they had been to visit her parents, Corey had spent most of his time with her mother, talking about random things while Corey ate her cooking. Corey loved her mother's cooking and was always asking Emma if she knew how to cook any of the stuff her mom made. Her mom had tried to teach her a couple simple recipes, but Emma was hopeless in the kitchen, and always burnt the simplest dishes. Corey was, surprisingly, the cook out of the two of them and had started learning how to cook her mother's dishes. Although, he always complained that him trying to cook her food wasn't the same as eating her cooking.

"Trust me, she'll make sure you're well fed," she joked.

"Good," Corey stated as he rested his head on hers, "How's your dad doing?"

"He's good," Emma answered him, "Mom called me a couple days ago. She took him to the doctor and found out his blood pressure is a bit high and that he needs to take it easy. Mom says he's been trying to relax, but that it's not easy to keep him relaxed since he worries and frets over everything."

"Well, I'll give him a talking to when I get there," Corey joked which made Emma chuckle. Corey remembered how frantic and worried Emma had been when she had called him and told him about her dad. He had reassured and comforted her because he knew how close she was to her father. Emma was a daddy's girl and Corey didn't want to think about how destroyed Emma would be if anything happened to her father. At the thought, Corey pulled her closer to him. The two just sat there holding each other for another hour before Emma reluctantly tore herself away from Corey.

"Time to go to the airport," Emma announced as she grabbed her backpack.

"Let's go," Corey said as he grabbed the rest of her bags and her hand.

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The car ride to the airport had been filled with mindless conversation. They talked about their friends, their family, what they wanted for Christmas, what they wanted to happen next year, and their work. Now, they stood holding each other in the airport, neither of them wanting to let the other go. This was always how it was when one of them had to leave. Even though they both knew they'd be seeing the other soon and in this case a couple days, it was still always so hard to separate.

"Okay, you need to let me go or you're going to miss your flight," Corey told Emma as he leaned back. Corey felt his heart break as he saw her eyes start to water. He leaned down and kissed her lips. Emma returned the kiss as she felt traitorous tears fall down her face. Corey felt them, too, and pulled back to wipe them from her face.

"Hey, don't cry, Bubbles. I'll be with you in a couple days," Corey reminded her.

"I know," she sighed, "I'm just being ridiculous."

"You're not being ridiculous. You could never be ridiculous," Corey told her which Emma smiled at, "Okay, when you dance, it's a little ridiculous, but a cute ridiculous." Emma laughed at his words and swatted his arm playfully. Corey joined in her laugher as he kissed her lips once more.

"I will be back by your side in a few days," he promised as Emma nodded her head in understanding, "Now; you need to go before you miss your flight."

"Okay," Emma said as wiped another tear from her face. She leaned forward, gave him a hug, and then pulled back to kiss him.

"I love you, Graves," she murmured against his lips.

"I love you, too, Bubbles," he replied.

"Bye," she said before giving him one more peck on the lips and heading towards her terminal. Corey stood there watching her walk away and he already missed her. He stopped himself from getting sucked into his usual sadness that followed Emma leaving him and kept reminding himself that in a couple days she would be back in his arms.

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Emma stood in the airport growing antsy. Her parents looked at her with amusement. Neither of them had ever seen Emma this much in love and they both couldn't be happier that Emma had found someone that loved her and made her this happy.

"Calm down, sweetheart, he'll be here soon," her mother tried to calm her.

"I know, but what if he got caught up and missed the flight, or what if he's not coming at all?" Emma ranted growing more anxious. Her father wrapped a comforting arm around her shoulder and Emma felt herself calm slightly.

"Emma calm down. Now, if something had gone wrong, he would have called you. You're just worrying yourself over nothing," her father reassured her. Emma knew he was right and that she was making herself anxious for nothing, but she couldn't help it. She wanted Corey to be standing in front of her and he wasn't.

"There he is," Emma's eyes darted around the crowd looking for any sign of his familiar and unique hairstyle or the familiar tattoos. She was beginning to think that her mother was messing with her when she spotted his stocking cap that he always wore. It was ratty and badly needed to be thrown away, but Corey loved it and refused to toss it, much to Emma's annoyance. At seeing him, Emma quickly made her way towards him. Corey spotted Emma rushing to him and quickened his pace. Corey let his backpack fall to the floor as Emma launched herself into his arms. Corey wrapped his arms around her and held her, and Emma did the same.

"I thought something was wrong," Emma told him which made Corey chuckle. Emma always worried whenever Corey's flight was a little late or if it took him forever to get off the plane, but to be fair he was the same way with her.

"Nothing's wrong, just a lot of slow ass people," Corey explained as he pulled back so that he could look at her. She smiled up at him and Corey could see unshed tears in her eyes.

"I know I'm gorgeous, but you don't need to cry over it," he joked which earned him a playful slap to his arm. Corey just laughed before he pulled her to him and kissed her. Emma felt all her worries from a second ago melt away at the feeling of Corey's lips on hers.

"Told you were worrying over nothing," The two separated to see Emma's parents looking at the two with a smile.

"Mr. and Mrs. Dashwood, how are you doing?" Corey greeted Emma's parents.

"Well, we're better now that Emma's calmed down," her father teased which caused Emma's cheeks to color slightly, "And how many times do we have to tell you Corey, it's Stephen and Alison."

"Sorry, old habit," Corey apologized. Ever since he was young, Corey had always addressed people by Mr. and Mrs. until he got to know them, but sometimes even after he had gotten to know them he'd still address them that way.

"Well, you need to break it when it comes to us," Alison ordered with a smirk. Corey nodded as he pulled away from Emma long enough to greet her parents properly.

"Well, let's go get your bags," Stephen said as they made their way to get his luggage. Corey and Emma were behind her parents taking their time and in no rush, just happy to be together again. Corey had his arm around Emma's shoulder and she had her arm around his waist. Emma looked up at Corey to see he was looking down at her.

"I'm so glad you're here. You just made my Christmas so much better," Emma told him as she leaned up and kissed his cheek.

"It's not Christmas yet," Corey said as he pulled her closer to his side.

"So what," she replied, "You're all I wanted and now I have you, so it might as well be Christmas." Corey smirked at her words and kissed the top of her head.

"You're all I needed, too, Bubbles."

So, that was the first one of the 12. I hope you enjoyed it and please review. The names I used for Emma's parents just popped into my head and I went with it. I'm not sure when I'll get the next one up, but hopefully it'll be soon. I'm hoping to get all of these chapters up before Christmas Day, so here's hoping I can do it. Like I said please leave me your thoughts on this and enjoy!
~Brittany~