A/N: Thanks for all the reviews so far, I loved reading them! This next oneshot stands alone (it has no connection to the first one at all). And, of course, it's a K/D! Enjoy!

Title: All I Want for Midwinter

Rolling up her piece of parchment into a small ball, Kel tossed it into her wastebasket, frustration lining her features as she once again began to write her supplies list. It was very un-like her, being distracted so easily. It was also very un-like her to have her thoughts be centered around one thing alone.

Two squads from the Third Company of the King's Own had just arrived at New Hope, much to Kel's surprise. In the note given to her from Raoul, all he wrote was, "Some of my men were anxious to visit you, my ex-squire. Happy Midwinter."

It was vague and she was still pondering its message while she was attempting to write a new supplies list, which she would be delivering to Lord Wyldon at Fort Mastiff in a few days time.

Kel was far from complaining, but it was Midwinter Day, and thus she did not have any gifts for any of her friends from the Own- including Dom, who she was far more than delighted to see when he rode through the gate. The image of his smile and bright blue eyes were what once again caused her to stop writing and stare out the small window in front of her.

"It's Midwinter and you're still burying yourself under paperwork. We need to find you a man, Mother," drawled a familiar voice from her doorway.

Not hearing the person enter, Kel was startled and quickly stood up, knocking her bottle of ink to the floor as her chair tipped over. Dom chuckled at the sight. As Kel bent down to pick up the dropped bottle, Dom did the same, their hands meeting as they both reached for it. Kel then looked up into the face, which was inches away from her own, that had just been filling her thoughts.

Their eyes locked and Dom flashed one of his wonderful smiles. "You need to relax some, Kel. You can't let Meathead do that for you all the time."

"Actually Neal's had his nose in his textbooks again lately, trying to keep his mind off a certain someone," Kel told him, standing back up so she could shake off the feeling Dom's nearness inflicted upon her.

"Is that why you bury yourself under so much work all of the time?" asked Dom softly, as he too got up, "To get your mind off something…or someone?"

Almost tipping the bottle over again as she replaced it back on her desk, Kel steadied herself before replying, "No…I have a lot to get done is all…"

That's not completely a lie, she told herself, even though she had been thinking more about Dom than the work she should have been doing.

"Kel, it's Midwinter! Can't you relax and have fun for a few days, without work to bother you?" asked Dom, unbelievably.

"I have too many things to do," replied Kel, straightening up her desk.

"See, this is why you need a man," said Dom, grinning.

Kel could feel her cheeks burn and her heart pound faster, just like it always did when Dom was around her. "And why do I need a man?" she asked, trying to keep her hands busy and her eyes away from his own.

"You need to relax, is why, it's good for you." Then grinning flirtatiously, he said, "And I'll gladly volunteer for that duty…for the safety of your health of course," he added matter-of-factly, causing Kel to laugh.

He smiled widely; he loved to make her laugh- and blushing was always a good sign. "And that's my Midwinter gift to you, Kel," said Dom, "For one day I'm going to make you relax and have fun, without work to bother you."

She smiled favorably at him, "Thanks a lot, Dom, but I need to get these things done and I don't have any extra time. It would take a miracle to get all of this writing done," she said, motioning to the piles of paper on her desk.

Dom smiled brightly, then said, "Then a miracle is what you're going to get…"

Seeing her puzzled expression, Dom leaned out her door, motioning to someone to come inside. Soon, a man came through her doorway, holding a quill and a stack of parchment. Eyebrows raised, Kel asked, "Dom, what is th-"

But she stopped herself as two more men came through the door, also equipped with a quill and a pile of paper.

Then Kel looked at Dom in disbelief, "Clerks, Dom? How did you get three?"

"Well, I asked Raoul for one, but seeing as how he likes to write no more than the rest of us, he decided to make a bet out of it and well…let's just say I won," he replied, smiling good-naturedly.

Kel laughed, and then was soon introduced to the three men. After informing them on what to do, Dom then grabbed Kel's hand, and towing her out the door, he said, "Since that's now taken care of, it's time to work on having some fun…"

That night, Kel sat around the campfire with men from the Own, who were trading stories and sharing jokes. Kel hadn't laughed so hard in months as Neal, who had also joined them, and Dom bantered back and forth across the campfire. Sitting next to Dom on one of the tree logs placed around the fire, Kel could hear everything clearly. They were once again going back and forth on one of the many tricks Dom had played on Neal in the past.

"It was funny, Neal, and you know it," said Dom, laughing.

Neal raised an eyebrow. "Oh sure it was," he said sarcastically, "Great fun. I just wish someone would play a good trick on you and see how you like it!"

That's when Wolset cleared his throat. Everyone turned to look at the corporal as he announced, "I believe that has been achieved."

"What?" Neal asked immediately. "When?"

Grinning Wolset began, "It was about a month ago when our squad was camping out along the Vassa River and-"

"Oh no," Dom groaned, rubbing his forehead, "Not that story again…"

Neal, delighted at Dom's unhappiness, smirked and told Wolset to continue.

"And, well we decided to give our beloved sergeant a little wake-up call…" said Wolset, grinning Dom's way.

"What did you do?" Neal asked, clearly enthralled.

"During the night we moved Dom's tent to the edge of the river, and after loud, urgent shouting on my part to get up, he hurried right out of his warm tent…and right into the freezing cold Vassa."

The men all roared with laughter, Neal the loudest of all.

Dom, sitting with his forearms resting on his knees and his hands clasped in front of him, rolled his eyes, a small smile tugging at his lips. Kel, sitting next to him, was no longer able to contain her amusement, and joined in the laughter, though much more quietly than the others around her.

Hearing her, Dom looked over at Kel, his eyes sparkling as he said informatively, "It was worse than being awoken by Meathead's sappy love poems, if that's possible to imagine."

This caused Kel to laugh more, causing Dom to smile broadly at her. Then they both started talking and laughing about different things. When Wolset overheard another one of Dom's attempts at flirting with Lady Kel, he grinned, and motioned to the men around him to leave the two alone.

Kel and Dom, largely unaware of the silent communication going on around them, hardly noticed the men leaving around them until they were already alone.

"Well," said Dom, looking around, "They usually make a much louder exit."

Kel chuckled, "I'm so tired, I doubt that I would have noticed."

Dom grinned, "But you're exhausted from having a good time and relaxing, right?"

"Of course," said Kel, grinning back. "Thanks so much, Dom, I haven't had such a good time in months. Your Midwinter gift was what I needed."

Then embarrassed, she added, looking down at her hands, "And I'm sorry that I don't have anything to give you in return. I had no idea that you'd be arriving today, Dom."

Turning to look at her face to face, he gently lifted her chin so that he looked into her hazel eyes, saying quietly, "It's alright, Kel…you're all I want for Midwinter."

Kel felt her heart leap and suddenly found it hard to breathe. Seeing the intensity in his gaze as the light from the fire flickered across his face and eyes, Kel then smiled gently, saying softly, "Would it be tacky to say I feel the same about you?"

A smile again returning to his lips, he replied, "Not at all."

"Good," said Kel, smiling tenderly, "Because you're all I want too."

"Then I guess it's good that I convinced Raoul into letting my squad come here today," Dom told her. Then he chuckled, "And after I told him why, he practically packed my horse for me."

The note from Raoul then making sense, Kel laughed softly, "Remind me to thank him later."

"I will because I need to thank him myself."

Then placing his hand on the back of her neck, he gently pulled her face to his, their lips soon coming together in a long kiss.

When they parted, Dom still held her close. "Happy Midwinter, Kel."

Smiling prettily, Kel replied, laughing lightly, "Happy Midwinter, Dom."

Then their lips met again in a kiss…and not for the last time on that long Midwinter night.

A/N: The end! I hope you enjoyed it! The next will be up soon. I plan to post two more oneshots on this fic, making it four chapters in all (for this Christmas season that is). Also, I have just posted the last chapter on my other fic It's Wonderful To Be Home a few days ago, so if you haven't already, check it out! It's the sequel to my first fic It's Great To Be Home. Anyway, hope you liked this oneshot, and Happy New Year!