A/N; This is the last and final part of my Christmas fic. Unightfog posted it on the McSwarek advent calendar today. I had great fun writing it, coming up with the details and typing away.

I am still in Italy, so very fickle internet (still) disallows me to answer each and every review separately, but they are greatly appreciated! I thrive on them. THe response I have gotten to this story, to me, is unbelievable.

Currently rounding up the next chapter of Locker Room Affairs too, so bear with me on that one!

And last but not least; MERRY CHRISTMAS to all of my readers!

Disclaimer; Still don't own Rookie Blue, Bing Crosby or Round and round the Christmas tree. I do own all the spelling and grammar mistakes in this piece though...

Round and round the Christmas tree,
Opening presents with the family.
One for you and two for me,
Oh what a Christmas day.

A hand running up his chest, slipping around his neck and pulling him in for a kiss woke Sam the next morning. "Good morning…" he grumbled, running his fingers through her hair.

"I missed you coming home last night. Why did it take you so long?"

"It didn't take me long. You just crashed before I was able to crawl in here with you. Not that it surprised me after all the hard work you have been doing the last few days. But hey, I'm here now…" he said as he ran his hands up and down her spine.

"Yes you are…" she said as she snuggled in closer to him, burying her face in his neck. "Merry Christmas Sam."

"Merry Christmas Andy." He flipped her around, pulling her into him her so that he could spoon her. "What time is it?"

He felt her raising her arm as she took a look at her watch. "It's seven thirty. We still have a couple of hours before we have to leave. Right?" Sam was holding her so tight that he could feel her heart rate pick up.

"Andy, you still nervous about meeting my sister and her family?"

"Yeah, I guess I am."

"Well, don't be," he said, propping himself up on his elbow pulling her underneath him. He dropped a kiss on her forehead, nuzzled her nose as he moved down to capture her lips. "They are going to love you," he whispered. "And if they don't I won't love you any less."

His words startled Andy. Never before had he used that four lettered word. She knew he did, but he had never told her outright. She hadn't told him either. She surprised herself when she heard her voice.

"So you love me huh?" she grinned at him sheepishly. "I love you too, you know."

As she said the words she felt Sam rolling her on top of him, his hands tracing over her back lazily. The look in his eyes telling her he was hungry, just not for food though. She placed a hungry kiss on his lips, which he answered with a moan of pleasure.

An hour or so later Andy got up. "I'm going to take a quick shower, you get breakfast ready?"

"What I can't join you?" Sam asked, feigning mock hurt.

"Because it won't be a quick shower if you join me. Because I need to do some… stuff…" Andy said, motioning at her legs. "And I'm hungry, so you better get breakfast done fast. You know being hungry does nothing for my mood."

She saw Sam getting up from the corner of her eyes. She quickly got into the bathroom, locking the door. "Thank you!" she called out in a sweet voice.

"Riiiiiight," Sam groaned as he bent down to gather his clothes. Cooking it is, guess Andy is kind of fed up with the kitchen after the last days, he thought walking to the kitchen. He quickly started gathering everything he needed to get breakfast done.

Andy was not disappointed when she got to the kitchen. There was an impressing stack of pancakes waiting for her and Sam had even taken the time to squeeze some oranges. She quickly sat down at the table and started filling up her plate.

"You starting without me?" Sam asked as he walked back in.

She looked up him, her eyes expressing guilt. "Sorry," she said before stuffing her mouth with another bite of pancake. Swallowing and washing it down with orange juice.

"Charming Andy, didn't you have enough to eat last night?" Sam sat down across from trying not to laugh at the way Andy was attacking the food like she hadn't eaten for weeks.

"Nope, I was too busy making sure everything was running smoothly and I'm never that hungry after doing that much cooking," she said as she slipped another bite into her mouth.

Sam did not reply, just smiled as he too started eating breakfast. After they had cleaned the kitchen together, Andy pulled Sam towards the living room. She was pretty sure she had only put two gifts under the tree. When she spotted more gifts she was surprised.

They had been so busy with work and preparations for yesterday's party, the topic of giving had been forgotten. Sam noticed the surprised look on her face and smiled. "You didn't think you were the only one snooping around doing Christmas shopping, did you?"

"No, nope…" she smiled sheepishly when she saw his face. "Okay, yes… But… Well… Can I open them now?"

Sam nodded his head, grinning at the sight of Andy. She looked like a kid, her face lit up like, uh yeah… Christmas had come early as she went to gather the gifts from under the tree. She gave Sam his and motioned for him to open them all the while fidgeting with the three gifts lying in her lap.

"You want to open yours first?" he asked her, searching for her reaction, already knowing her answer.

"YES!" she said as her eyes lit up. She started tearing the paper from the first gift, gasping as she opened the box. She was looking at two elegant, simple diamond studs. They were perfect, small and nothing flashy. "Wow Sam. They are gorgeous," taking them out of the box she put them in her ears. "Thank you."

"They look perfect on you. Glad you like them. I should really thank my little elf for helping me pick them."

Andy quickly opened the other presents. Sam had gotten her a pair of slippers and a matching robe to keep at his house so she would not have to keep in bringing them with her every time she stayed over. The third gift was a basket full of goodies from Lush, her favourite. Sam's house had a tub and every time she'd stay over there she loved to indulge herself in a Lushious bath. She scooted over to Sam and kissed him, thanking him for the gifts.

"Now you open yours," she nudged him; nervous to see what he thought of the gifts she got him. She kept her eyes on his face the whole time, not wanting to miss his reaction. The first was a new belt as she had noticed his belt was starting to tear at the hole he used the most. It was the second gift that nearly made his eyes drop out of their sockets.

"Andy, where did you get these?" he asked, surprise written all over his face.

"Well, you know… I worked my magic," she said as a grin spread wide over her face.

"But tickets, to an exclusive Rush showcase? Wow, I'm impressed!"

Andy was beaming with pride. She had wanted to give Sam something very special for Christmas, because she wanted him to know how much he meant to her and apparently she had succeeded. It had taken a long search, quite a chunk of her pay check and determination, but judging by the look on Sam's face she had outdone herself. Sam put the tickets down on the side table, handling them like they were very fragile, and wrapped his arms around her as he nuzzled her nose before pulling her in for a kiss.

"Sam?"

"Hmmhmm."

"You like it?"

"There's two of them."

"Yup, I might need some music 1-0-1 before we go though."

"Hmmhmm, you do…"

"You like your gifts?" Andy asked again looking for reassurance that she had succeeded indeed.

"Andy, trust me. This is the best gift someone has ever gotten me. My gifts for you seem a bit… inferior now. It's hard to top something like this,' he said as he waved the tickets in front of her face.

"No Sam, they are great. Actually, you are my best gift ever and as a bonus I get to spend Christmas with you." Andy started giggling as she realised how corny she sounded. "Ooookay, that was really lame," she said giving Sam an apologetic look, noticing he had started to laugh too. When they gathered themselves again, Sam grabbed her by the shoulders and looked her straight in the eye.

"It did sound really lame, but I understand what you're trying to say. If you had told me a year ago that we would be spending this Christmas together I would have not believed you. But we are. And that, for me, is a gift on it's own."

He couldn't believe it when Andy started tearing up, as he spoke his words. She was really letting her guard down today. Just another present Santa brought him. He held her tight and when he finally felt the sobbing subside he spoke to her softly; "Come on Mrs. Claus, we need to get ready."

"I don't want to go…"

"She won't bite you know. And if she does, I'll bite back."

Oh what a Christmas day.