Late but since I want to keep the feeling of Christmas all year long, here is the 2012 edition of Merry Christmas CSI New York. The reason this is coherent and actually made sense, is because of the lovely Lily Moonlight for betaing it. :) Thank you, my friend!

This is dedicated to everyone who has read, reviewed, or added this. Thank you, Merry Christmas, and have a safe yet Happy New Year!

Silver Bells by Bob Hope

December 24, 12:32 pm

"Thanks for helping me out, Jess. Trying to find a present for Montana when she won't give me a list to work from is tricky."

The good-natured complaints that Danny was spouting made Jess's laugh as they swung Lucy gently between them while walking down the snow covered street in Manhattan. "I'm sure she'll love whatever you got her Danny, she has a good sense of humor. She did marry you."

"Ha ha, laugh it up all you want. Aren't you worried about what Don will get you?" He asked, pulling Lucy to her feet when she slipped a little in the snow, keeping a grip on his packages at the same time.

"No, all I want for Christmas is to be comfortable. The baby has been using my kidneys as drums for the past three months…New Year's can't come too soon." She replied patting her pregnant belly, before rubbing her back. "Ohhh."

"Jess are you okay," Danny rushed to her, keeping the five-year-old by his side.

"Look Daddy, Auntie Jess had an accident!" Lucy observed as she watched Jess bend nearly in half from a contraction. "What's wrong? Is the baby hurting Auntie Jess?" Lucy fretted at the painful groan that was coming from Jessica Flack.

"The baby isn't hurting your aunt, she's only ready to greet the world. Here's my phone, Luce, call Uncle Sheldon tell him we're done shopping sooner than we thought."

Chipmunk Song (Christmas Don't Be Late) by Alvin and The Chipmunks

December 24, 1:01 pm

"This is your favorite song? Cool, though I've heard this twice now and have yet to hear Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer on the radio," Lindsay pulled the wrapping paper together over Lucy's books before taping it. She lifted the scraps of paper near her to check on Louisa. The two-year-old was napping quietly while the adults talked and swapped Christmas stories.

"Yep, we used listen to it every Christmas Eve before we opened our presents." Don explained picking up the dirty dishes around the room. "Do you want anything more?"

"Thank you, Don, for the snacks. But no, you filled us up quite nicely with your crumb cake, and Louisa is tuckered out with her favorite uncle making her a grilled cheese."

Don smiled before leaving the room to put everything in the dishwasher. A beeping alerted Lindsay to a message on her phone. Lifting up rolls of paper, scissors, tape, and various wrapping supplies, she finally found her phone.

"Don!" Quickly putting the paper back in its container and the other stuff after reading the message, Lindsay put a coat on Louisa and herself and grabbed the diaper bag that doubled as a purse, and her keys.

"What's up? Why are you squawking? More crumb cake?" Grinning, Don appeared with another plate filled with the delicious dessert.

Lindsay gathered Louisa into her arms and made her way to Don, in a way that someone nearing a dangerous animal would. "Don, Jess is in labor."

The smile slipped off his face leaving behind a hunted look and a sickly countenance. "No, we have one more week. I want that week!"

"Well, the baby is ready to meet you, let's go." Lindsay guided Don to the door and helped him put on his coat as she did earlier with Louisa before taking his keys and locking up.

Rocking Around The Christmas Tree by Brenda Lee

December 24, 4:58 pm

"Okay, this isn't working." Jo looked critically at the melting cookies on the countertop.

"We could always make cupcakes and eat the cookie dough instead." Ellie put her oven mitt covered hands on her hips.

"We have candy canes and eggnog, two batches of cupcakes should be enough for the gang." Jo opened up the cupboards and started pulling out supplies. The buzzing of her phone made her pause with the red and green sprinkles in her hand. "How far along is Jess?"

Ellie picked up the phone and read the message from Sheldon. "Four centimeters. Is that close? Should we pack up the turkey and the fixings?"

"She has to reach ten to be fully dilafted, we'll leave once the dessert is done and iced. Call Stella to make sure that she's still bringing the tree and ornaments. Wait, give me the phone," Jo snickered. "I need to make sure that Stella understands to send me a photo of Mac's face when he finds out what she has planned."

"And I thought I was the teenager," the nineteen-year-old muttered mixing the cupcake batter together while watching her Mom's face when the call was answered.

Deck The Halls by SHeDAISY

December 24, 5:03 pm

"Yeah, I received the message from Danny that Jess still has hours to go before the baby arrives." Stella sighed as the teasing laughter travels through the cell phone. "And I know that I'll be the one to break Mac's heart. You're enjoying this aren't you?"

Stella listened silently as the laughter grew in volume. "Just make sure that you save an eggnog cupcake for me."

Hanging up the phone, Stella sighed as she looked at the humongous tree in their living room. Her angel, as usual, hunched over barely on the tree at all since the top of the tree hit the ceiling and went horizontal because there wasn't any more room. "Mac, we need to talk."

"Sure," he answered as he left the kitchen wiping his hands on the dishtowel that he threw over his shoulder. "Is it time to leave? I can get the quads all bundled up and in the car if we need to leave now. Just let me turn off the oven."

As he turned around to shut off the stove, Stella caught his shoulder and turned him around, slinging an arm around his waist.

"Jess hasn't delivered the baby yet, but we do have to talk about what we planned if Jess was in the hospital during the holidays." She squeezed his waist and leaned into him. "Dear…about the tree…"

The tingle that climbed his spine at her loving tone made Mac look down at her warily. "No, it's perfect! We won't do it."

Fingering his dark brown hair, she only smiled.

Blue Christmas by Elvis Presley

December 24, 7:16 pm

No, no, no, no…NO! Adam groaned as all flights out of La Guardia were canceled. Slumping in the hard chairs in the waiting area, all he could think of was missing his Grandma Amy's gingersnaps, and watching his Mom open up the digital camera he saved up for.

He yanked his luggage along, miserable all the way to his car before getting in and putting Queens behind him. Fiddling with his radio, he tried to find anything but Christmas music on the stations, before his phone beeped, breaking his blue mood.

"Yeah? Oh, hey, boss, I thought you were someone else. Did you know I've been getting crank calls from people thinking that I'm selling gift cards? We should look into-What?! Jess went into labor? Sure I'll get to the hospital as soon as I can. What do you mean Don and Lindsay are stuck in Queens?" With a small laugh that lifted his mood somewhat, Adam replied. "Sure I'll pick them up. Yeah it's like a ghost town out here…no cabs in sight.

8:47 pm

"Did anyone call for a cab?" Adam joked at the pacing detective who stepped out in front of his car.

"Geez Don, you could've killed yourself like that. How would Jess have felt to be a single mom before she even gave birth?" Lindsay looked worriedly at the man who hopped into the front seat as she struggled to snap the car seat into the back of Adam's car. "There. Done. Thanks for picking us up, Adam. I'm sorry to hear about the flights being canceled."

"No problem, Linds," he said in a resigned voice. "I'll call Grandma at midnight to wish her a Merry Christmas."

The Christmas Song by Nat King Cole

December 25, 12:09 am

"She's beautiful, Jess," Sheldon passed the tiny baby to her mother. He leaned down and gave her a small hug, careful not to jostle the baby. "What are you going to name her?"

Jess, exhausted but radiant after the long birth, exhaled and looked at Don sleeping beside her. A secret smile crossed her face before answering. "We're going to name her Donna Aloisia Flack, she's the third Flack to carry on the tradition of being a famed warrior."

The baby opened her mouth to let out a tiny sigh; Jess tenderly wiped the thick black hair from her daughter's brow. "No matter whom she chooses to be. Thank you, so much for helping us celebrate this day."

"Where else would we be?" Mac answered getting up from the chair near the tree to give Jess a kiss on her cheek. "Now, we have to take the babies home and enjoy what's left of our tree."

Stella gave a small laugh before standing up to do the same before leaving.

Jo and Ellie gathered up the leftovers that had fed the Flack family, and the team, before giving her own hug and congratulations. "You did a great job, Jess. You're going to have fun, and remember if you ever need help, we're here."

"I will." She returned Jo's and Ellie's hug, watching them leave.

"Since Sheldon is alone this Christmas and I can't fly back to Phoenix. We're going to help out over in Brooklyn to help the Stamp Out Hunger program." Adam explained while stretching, before placing a kiss on the baby's brow and one on Jess's. "She's beautiful, like her mother."

"Let's hope it stays that way," Sheldon quipped, his eyes dancing with merriment. "Bye Jess!"

"Bye!" She called after the guys before turning to face the Messers. "Thank you for getting me to the hospital. Danny, I know I panicked Lucy with the way I was yelling."

"Eh, she'll get over it. It's not much different from when her mother yells at me-OW," Danny jumped at the pinch to his side by his loving wife much to Jess's delight. Lindsay bent over and gave her friend a kiss.

"And Lindsay, thank you for keeping Don calm throughout this."

"His only thoughts were to get here in time to be there for you and Donna. Thankfully with the police escort that Adam picked up, he made it."

"I just had a thought," Danny noted as the bells rang in the air from the nearby churches. "Every time a bell rings, an Angel gets her wings."

Without opening his eyes, but a smile curling at his lips, Don grinned his voice scratchy from sleep. "He has you there, Jess."

Since all of her wishes had come true, Jess let it slide with a shake of her head. "We'll see you at New Year's!"

They waved goodbye to Danny who was carrying Lucy, and Lindsay cradling Louisa in her arms before turning to each other.

"Have you been faking this entire time?" Jess turned a reproving eye toward Don.

"I didn't want to see Mac's face when they left the top of his tree here. Alone at last," Don murmured against Jess's neck, inhaling her scent even though the hospital gown itched his nose.

"Are you disappointed she's a girl?" Jess whispered gazing at their baby; she could already see the possibilities in front of her, so many roads and wishes yet to be.

"Disappointed?! No! How could I be? She's the best gift you've given me, but I'm worried. If she's half as beautiful as you are…I may end up needing your brothers' help in protecting her."

Jess punched him lightly with her fist, a smirk on her face, the black eyes widening in pleasure at the mistletoe in Don's hand.

"Merry Christmas Jess," he whispered against her lips a tear falling down his face in happiness.

"Merry Christmas, Don," Jess deepened the kiss crying as well because her heart, arms, and life was so full.

And so I'm offering this simple phrase

To kids from one to ninety-two

Although it's been said many times

Many ways, Merry Christmas to you…

Thank you for reading!