"Georgie?" Lou tried to get Georgie's attention as she returned the coffee pot to the coffee maker after serving a few people coffee and pancakes. The girl was leaning over the serving counter at Maggie's while going through her phone. "I'm not paying you to slack off."

"You're not paying me at all, remember?" Georgie reminded her, even though Lou was completely aware of it.

Today was for charity, and Lou was hoping that through this experience, Georgie would be able to realize what Christmas really was about. The girl had given her a long list of expensive things she wanted for Christmas earlier this month, and after Lou's initial shock had worn off, she had realized maybe she was to blame for that.

She and Peter had always spoiled the girls with all things nice, but maybe that had been the wrong way to parent the kids, especially considering the fact that when Georgie had been adopted, she had not really cared about new clothes or riding equipment, as long as she could be with horses and do whatever she wanted.

But ever since joining the Extreme Team, Georgie had been going through some changes and was starting to pick up some of the habits other teenagers her age had. She was beginning to realize more about the prize and status of the things Lou had given her, eventually getting hungrier and asking for more. At first it had been harmless, but the more it went on, the more expensive the things she asked for were.

Now that Georgie had a job at the diner and she was making her own money, Lou was hoping that she would realize that the money she wanted or the prices of those items she asked weren't just numbers coming from nothing. Lou and Peter had earned their money with hard labor, and it was something Lou wanted Georgie to learn too.

Besides, Georgie would hopefully appreciate the items even more if she had made the money herself and reached the goal all by herself.

"That is beside the point," Lou replied to Georgie's snarky comment. "Come on, I didn't ask you to be here so you could play with your phone the whole day."

"I know, it's just… Adam being away with his family in Toronto, kind of makes the whole Christmas thing less exciting. I miss him so much already…" Georgie sighed, dropping her phone to the pocket of her apron and then picking up where she had left off with cleaning the tables.

"I know, but that's just the way it is when you're young; you don't always get to spend time with your boyfriend because they have their own family too," Lou explained, making another pot of coffee, ready for when she would be finished serving the tables, "and besides, maybe it's good to spend some time apart for a change. Makes seeing each other even more exciting."

"Yeah, I guess," Georgie sighed. "Any word on dad?"

Lou pulled out her own cellphone to see if there had been any messages from her ex-husband Peter Morris. But when there was no sign of him, Lou decided to give him a call. He should have been on his way from Vancouver by now if he wanted to make it to Hudson in time.

"I'll call him and ask. If he doesn't answer, he's on a plane," Lou explained to Georgie, simultaneously walking toward the window to see how Jade was doing with the customers and the soup she was serving in front of Maggie's.

As she listened to the dialing sound, she noticed Mitch Cutty, Heartland's ranch hand, at the other side of the road with a big Salvation Army kettle. Things between him and her had been weird ever since they had met. There was definitely something between them, but the timing just never seemed right for anything to develop. That's why Lou had kind of been avoiding him, which had been made even easier with her trips to New York that had kept her busy all year long.

"Hey, Lou," she eventually heard from the other end of the line. It was Peter.

Even though they were divorced by now, Lou still wanted Peter to be there for the girls and not make it weird by them choosing "sides" on a family holiday. And she didn't mind Peter either, even though they were no longer carrying a torch for each other. It seemed like things had calmed down between them and they were able to act civil around each other despite being ex-partners, so having Peter around would not really make any difference to her Christmas either way.

But for Katie and Georgie, it did.

"Peter, hi. How's it going? You aren't on a plane yet?" Lou said, trying to bring back her thoughts from Mitch to Peter.

"Yeah, about that…" Peter's voice said on the other end. Lou could hear the calls for flights at the background and it sounded like he was still at the airport. "It seemed like they overbooked the plane and offered me another flight, but if I take that, I'm not able to make it in time. So, I was thinking I would just rent a car and drive there."

"But Peter, that's over 10 hours' drive…?" Lou pointed out.

"I know, I know, but at least I'd be saving few hours with it," Peter explained. "I just… I can't just sit here and wait. I need to do something. We promised the girls I'd be there and I wanna be there. And I'm willing to do whatever it takes to get to you."

"Okay… Well, you do what you gotta do. Just… get here," Lou said, her eyes drifting back to Mitch as she couldn't help it.

"I will. Give my love for the girls, will you?"

"I will. Bye."

"Bye."

"So…?" Georgie asked as she noticed Lou had ended the call. The woman almost jumped up, thinking she had been caught staring at Mitch again, so to recover, she turned around and tried to act normal by bringing her attention to her daughter.

"Your dad will come, just maybe a little later than expected," Lou let Georgie know, "there was problem with the flight."

"There's always a problem with the flight," Georgie hummed, rolling her eyes. This was very typical for Peter but it was getting old for her.

"He's doing everything he can to get to you, you know that, right?" Lou felt like defending Peter from Georgie's apathetic attitude. Even though they were not married anymore, Peter was still Georgie's father and he deserved to be respected, especially because he really was trying his best with what he had been given.

"Yeah, yeah…" Georgie said, taking a pile of dishes to the kitchen, but it didn't seem like she really got it.

Lou sighed and put her cellphone aside, deciding she would make another round with the coffee to make sure everyone was taken care of in true spirit of the Christmas.

Inside the Heartland barn, Ty was feeding the horses while Amy was trying to soothe the crying infant. The horses were getting restless by the sound of the crying baby, but Amy had not been able to stay upstairs alone with him any longer.

The baby had been crying throughout the night and the whole morning, and Ty and Amy had been taking turns with trying to get him calm. He had fell asleep out of exhaustion every now and then, but neither Ty nor Amy liked that the baby had to exhaust himself to sleep in order to get some sleep in the first place. And soon enough, he was awake, crying again, repeating the vicious cycle like there was no end.

"Okay, your turn, Ty, I can't take him crying any longer. It makes me feel like a horrible mother," Amy said, her own exhaustion clearly visible on her face and in her voice as it trembled as she spoke.

"Amy, it's nothing personal," Ty stated, setting down the bucket he was holding and then extending his arms to get a hold of the baby, "he's just crying because something's wrong."

"But shouldn't I be able to figure out what it is that's wrong? I've checked his diaper, like million times, it's not that. I've tried to feed him, but he refuses to eat. And if it's about the sleep, I wish he could just sleep already…" Amy replied, almost in tears. This motherhood thing was nothing like she had imagined it to be, she felt so helpless. "I don't know what to do…"

"Have you tried to burp him?" Ty asked, pressing the baby against his shoulder and soothing him with long strokes on his back.

"He hasn't eaten anything, so…" Amy said, shrugging, feeling like maybe she should have tried that as it was obviously something Ty thought of right away. But she usually only did that after the baby had eaten and since he had not, it had not been something Amy had thought to do.

There was so much she still needed to figure out and thinking about that was only making her feel more exhausted.

"Maybe he's gassy? Have you noticed if he's belly sticks out now?" Ty tried to figure it out.

"His belly always sticks out?" Amy said.

"Yeah, a little," he knew that too because he had given him so many butterfly kisses, "but between feedings, it should be quite soft," Ty continued, making his way to the barn office.

Amy followed right after him and looked as Ty gently laid the crying baby on the office table, on the blanket Amy had wrapped around him. Ty started feeling his belly and based on the look on his face, he seemed concerned.

"What is it…?" Amy asked.

"His tummy feels swollen and hard…" Ty explained as he was examining the baby.

"What could that mean…?" Amy was beginning to wonder if there was cause for alarm.

Ty looked like he was pondering something. "It could be gas or constipation, but it also could signal of an intestinal problem."

"See? You're a doctor, you know this stuff, I don't…" Amy sighed, both disappointed that she didn't seem to contribute much to this baby business and at the same time relieved that at least one of them knew what they were doing.

"I'm a vet, Amy, that's not the same thing as being a doctor. Besides, I'm making this up as I go, I might not even be right, but just based on how I would examine an animal… I'd say that what that is," Ty said, picking up the baby again, "I think we should call our pediatrician. Can you hold him while I make the call?"

"Yeah…" Amy said, taking the baby back to her arms while Ty pulled out his cellphone.