A/N: Ugg! I am having all kinds of issues with typing these up and trying to save and load them from work. Otherwise I might have had this out an hour or two ago. Sigh; why does everything have to be so difficult?

Anyway, this is my take on something I have been working towards since I first started NPH.

Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it…

Rated K+ but totally sweet and fluffy.

Delightful Christmas Morning

Christmas day dawned bright and early for everyone in the large country estate belonging to the Prentiss family. The reason for this was a pint-sized child with chocolate dark eyes and an infectious laugh shouting at the top of his lungs that Santa had visited with presents in the night. Four adults groaned and buried their heads in their pillows and this worked for all of a minute before said child landed on his parents with a loud squeal.

Aaron surged up instantly and hauled his young son into his arms for a bout of tickles as he watched Emily. She shot him a reassuring smile and dived in to help. He screamed with laughter until they decided he'd had enough. He snuggled in between them for a few seconds and then Emily leant in and whispered in his ear. They eyed Aaron off for a moment, then Emily cried "Now" and they were on the head of their house with clever working fingers.

Jack was so into the attack that he ended up tumbling off the side of the bed when the heavy covering shifted underneath him. He peered up at them and Emily smothered a laugh at the indignant look on his face. Aaron suggested he go give grandma and Thomas the same treatment and the look was gone in a wave of pure mischief as the boy bounced to his feet in his X-Men pyjamas and raced out of the room.

Well and truly awake now, he tumbled his wife as his mouth claimed hers and they took a few minutes at the start of what was going to be a busy, long day to reaffirm their love.

"You sure you're alright and Jack didn't hurt you when he landed on us?"

She lifted a hand and stroked his hair back from his forehead. "I'm fine, truly. He actually mostly missed me, just got a foot on my thigh. Truly, the doctor said I'm perfectly fine and that the baby is growing healthy and strong. I've had no pain and there was nothing in my last run of tests to cause even a moments concern. Please stop worrying; you'll get grey hairs in among all this lush brown hair of yours and then what will I do?"

Seeing that she was telling him the truth he dropped his head and kissed her deeply, loving the way her body instantly melted into him to get closer. It was just getting interesting for them both when a throat cleared from the door to the room. They turned just their heads to see Elizabeth standing there looking amused as she studied the other side of the room.

"Jack is insistent on opening presents and wants to give Emily hers first before anyone else. Thomas headed him off downstairs to see if they could figure out what might be in each box but I doubt that will distract him for more than a minute."

Aaron sighed. "We'll be down as soon as we're dressed." She nodded her head regally and left. He grinned down at the grumpy look on Emily's face. "Welcome to parenthood love." He kissed her nose lightly and rolled out of bed to get his body away from her heavenly temptation.

Within five minutes the house was gathered in the living room. Emily curled up on the couch with her tea, Aaron, Elizabeth and Thomas had coffee and Jack had a large sippy-cup of milk.

"Me first, me first! I want to give Emily my present first!"

Thomas was sitting closest to the tree in his role of present passer. "Right then master Hotchner, which one of the beautifully wrapped gifts here did you want to give to miss Emily first?"

Jack raced to Mikey, who was 'guarding' his blanket from thieves and delved into the folds. He came out with an envelope and walked to Emily with a shy smile. She set her tea down with an answering smile.

"Did you decorate this yourself?"

He nodded. "Grandma helped a little but I did most of it and she didn't help me with what's inside of it."

"It's beautiful work Jack. You are a very talented young man. I know all parents say the same but you truly have a creative gift."

Jack beamed a smile at her as Elizabeth nodded. "I noticed that too yesterday when we were working on this together but truthfully I'd noticed it earlier in the week when he was drawing. He's definitely gifted, without a doubt."

"His teachers all say the same thing too," Aaron admitted with a proud smile as he reached out to ruffle his sons' hair. Jack smoothed it back in place as he watched Emily carefully opening the envelope so as not to ruin anything.

Emily pulled out a folded piece of paper and carefully set the covering aside. She smiled at Jack who was now watching her anxiously. She hid her smile, knowing she'd love the drawing no matter what it was but Jack wouldn't understand that so she kept it to herself.

She opened the A4 sheet of paper and took it all in. He'd drawn her on the left of the page where she looked first, with an arrow pointing to her and stating her name just in case she was in doubt. He'd also drawn himself in the same way facing her. He'd given her a halo that made her smile anew and he'd depicted himself holding a sword which was touching her shoulder. The thing that dammed her breath in her lungs and made her start crying as her heart raced was the speech bubble he'd drawn from his mouth.

She ignored the adults as she looked at the child she hadn't thought she could ever love more until that moment. "It's beautiful baby but are you sure this is what you want?"

He nodded vigorously and asked uncertainly, "Is it okay or are you crying cause its bad?"

She didn't bother wiping away the tears as she went to her knees and hugged him tight to her. He threw his arms around her neck, buried his face in her hair and burst into tears.

"I love you so very, very much."

"I love you too mummy."

Elizabeth was outright crying and Thomas surreptitiously wiped away a tear as Aaron rescued the drawing and studied it. He smiled and wiped away a couple of tears of his own that fell as he read the speech bubble Jack had drawn.

"I dub thee mummy."

A/N: I'm the author and I knew what was coming but I still felt like crying as I proof read it. The beginning of the rest of their lives.

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