Author: Fehrian/Zfehrian
Rating: Hmm Maybe Teen?
Summary: Christmas with the Guerin's, 2007 Year 5- It's a x-mas challenge Here's the Challenge, Year 5 – First Christmas as newlyweds.
Contact Info: Ya think I'd be here right now if I owned em? P.S just wanted to thank my betas! Drea, Cat, Mag, Leanne and Sarah! Thanks loves!

Michael: Our First Christmas as newlyweds…this folks is how it went…

"Michael, Michael, MICHAEL! Get up!" Maria Deluca-Guerin said while waking her lazy alien husband up. She huffed as she struggled and tore his pillow from beneath is head.

"Maria, lemme sleep, come on it's," He grumbled and peeked through half open lids, "8."

"Exactly Michael 8:00! And if we don't hurry we won't get any Christmas trees!"

"Christmas trees, Oh hell not again, why do these things haunt me?" He said growling now at the fact that he had to get up.

"Michael they don't haunt you, you haunt them, besides its Christmas."

"Hey Maria can we get a tombstone?" Michael shouted from the bathroom.

"No Why?"

"Cause if I have to go through with this again, it'll be the death of me."

"How about this tree? A bit too small huh?" Maria said looking at the tree and Michael back and forth. "I don't care Maria just pick any damn tree and let's go." Michael huffed.

"Michael," she turned around and looked at him slowly, "this is Christmas, and since you're Scrooge I have to be the one to make the day enjoyable for at least one of us."

Michael glared at his wife. She's just so damned stubborn! It's Christmas, who gets excited for it!? Well besides Isabel and Maria who else!?

"This is it! This is perfect! Michael, we got our tree!" Maria said while jumping up and down excitedly. The employee that had been helping them all along said He'd be right back to ring up the tree. "Finally…" Was all Michael said.

As they walked towards their car, Maria stopped. "Michael, oh shoots, I forgot my bag you mind putting the tree in the car by yourself? Yes? Thanks space boy!" As she hopped off, Michael stared bewildered at what his life had become.

"From being the stupid boyfriend to the thankful husband, where did I go wrong?" Michael muttered as he walked towards his car.

As he reached the trunk he took his hand out of his pocket surprised by the fact that his car keys weren't there. "You dropped these."

"Here, you dropped these." Said a young voice. Michael turned around to be greeted by a young boy, probably 15-16. He was wearing tattered clothes, brown or black Michael couldn't tell. "Thanks." He could ignore this kid, he could…

"And then Kovalchuck cross-checked Crosby." "Naww! Not Crosby! He's so young!"

"Michael you won't believe what I got." Maria stopped in her tracks once more. She saw in front of her, two men. On the left Michael her husband was standing in front but on the right was…well she didn't know but, he looked like Michael, the Michael Guerin before Liz Parker got shot, the boy who hated everything, the boy who had had only one goal to get back home when he didn't know, home was were your heart is.

"Oh Maria this is J.T., J.T. Maria, my wife."

"Hey J.T., how you doing, Michael is the tree installed in the car?"

"Maria the tree isn't a computer program, and yes it's installed in the car." J.T. snickered at the couple, they seemed so…warm.

"Oh ho, Michael you're so funny, just for that you aren't getting any cookies." Maria huffed; she then looked at the boy not even few meters from her. "J.T, what's your family doing for Christmas?"

The boy looked down at his feet. "Well, stale potatoes and chunky gravy with chicken, is our dinner, then they give us thin paper blankets. Fun, honest. Cause after that my friends start a food fight." He said mustering up whatever confidence he could find to look up at the goddess.

Maria stared at Michael who gave her a "look."

"Well J.T., how would you like to spend Christmas with us?"

His jaw dropped, could he? Could he do that to his friends at the orphanage? "No I'm sorry. I can't do that to my friends."

"Well then how about just the rest of the day, after this Michael and I are getting decorations, some food, and you could stay over, eat, then go to your friends."

J.T. thought about it for a while. "Sure."

The boy hopped inside the car; before Maria could leave Michael grabbed her hand and spun her around, "Thank you." He smiled and kissed her. As they pulled back she gave him a small smile. "Anytime Space boy, just don't make it a habit."

"Michael! Pay attention!" Maria said literally stomping her foot, they'd been looking for decorations, and so far Michael the "Czech" Scrooge hadn't helped but make faces behind her back.

"Well, we know who's getting turkey now don't we J.T?" Maria said smiling at the young boy. He beamed with delight; he was in Maria's good books. Score!

Michael growled at the look J.T. gave Maria, it practically screamed "She's Mine." "Come on." The blonde huffed. Men

At Home

"MM….I'm stuffed, Michael I swear I gained 10 pounds today just by this meal." "Maria, you're saying that 'cause you made the turkey." He said smirking.

"Cheese head."

"Dorkbutt."

"Turd face!"

"Hurricane." Maria gasped at that and purposely kissed J.T. on the cheek thanking the boy for his help and for Michael, all he needed to hear from his wife was, "I have my nurses outfit ready but just for that last comment no way.."

When Maria was upstairs, the guys started watching T.V. They landed on sports recaps. Soon enough time passed by and Michaels heart grew for the lad. He was so much like him, lost, scared and alone.

He slowly broke through the boys many walls, now he knew what Maria had to go through! Damned he was stubborn! The topic then came towards Girls.

"So any chicks you got your eye on?" Michael said leaning over his side of the couch.

"Well, there is this one girl, Stacey. She kinda looks like Maria, porcelain skin, killer smile, the sweete-."

"Hey whoa, ok dude, I'm not that sappy, tell me, you like her or not?" Hell, if he was sappy then he'd be Max.

"I like her, but, she can do better then a f-uck up like me. She had dreams Michael; she can go places. Me? I'll still be rotting here." J.T. now looked at his hands, giving Michael a flashback on how he was the exact same way.

"J, m'boy, I'll tell you the worst piece of crap advice any persons given me, but it's worked, Believe in the Lovers. You like the girl go for it, I know scary as hell, but she likes you then you're set, if not then f-uck it."

J.T. seemed to think about this for hours, until Michael realized Maria. Shit! "Well it's late, gotta go!" He said rushing towards the stairs.

"Hey Michael?" The boy called, oh man! "Yeah." "Thanks." Before Michael left he heard the front door close, he grinned "Good Luck J.T."

"YOU! You suck!" She was livid! The nurses' outfit was supposed to be making him impatient to come upstairs!

"Shush! I'm sorry." I was helping J.T with problems." He held Maria's hands unconsciously leading both of them towards the bed.

"Problems, is he ok? What's wrong?" Michael sighed, once Maria was on her caring train there was no stopping her.

"He's ok, he just, he's like me. He's scared the people he cares about will get hurt because of him. I told him, I told him that he couldn't be scared, he has us. He likes this girl named Stacey. He's going to ask her out tomorrow, as a belated Christmas present."

Michael looked Maria straight into her eyes, they were filled with tears. "You did good space boy, now you get rewarded." He grinned leaned down and kissed her; it soon deepened until she broke the kiss. "Michael. Merry Christmas."

Michael: That's how it was, this is what happened. J.T and his Stacey friend are going out, thanks to me. Maria: cough BECAUSE OF J.Tcough Michael: Don't listen to Maria. Now I've got to go, my wife has a date with a Doctor. Maria: Michael hurry! Dr. Love doesn't like people who are late! Michael: See yah! Merry Christmas.