I'm terrible with gift ideas so please don't judge me! Also it was really hard to write Ricks Christmas because we don't know much about his earlier life. And to the Anonymous reviewer who told me my story was 'Crap!' stop reading it or come off anon and tell me.

But most of your reviews are wonderful :) Enjoy x

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No matter how old she was she always loved Christmas, the decorations, the atmosphere and the love shared between a family.

She sat on the floor handing out her presents to her Mom and Dad, with a beaming smile on her face waiting for them to open it. She watches as her Dad rips the paper, revealing a pristine white baseball with black scrawl across it. The name 'Joe Torre' brought a smile to her Fathers face.

"Joe Torre! As in the Manager for the New Yrok Yankees?" He asked, a smile taking over his features

Kate nodded and stood to give her Father a hug, then sitting on the arm of the couch. Kate turned her head to her Mother and watched as she slowly opened each end of the square shape, sliding it out of the paper it was a small deep blue leather box.

Johanna lifted the lid to uncover a silver necklace, she picked up the pendant attached to it, it was a small silver heart with a dark blue stone in the left hand corner, she flipped it over to show a line Kate had, had engraved on the back, three little words.

Vincit omnia veritas..

A tear fell down Johannas cheek and her smile took over her face.

"It's gorgeous, I love it so much Katie" She thanked

Kate stood from the arm of the chair and embraced her Mother.

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Rick had driven down to his Mothers place for Christmas night, he hated to admit it, but he really had missed his Mom. He got out of his truck and walked towards her front door, ringing the doorbell the door few open almost immediately.

"Kiddo!" She screamed and pulled him in for a hug.

"Merry Christmas!" He smiled back.

She lead him in and offered him a drink. It was just them two, it has always just been them two for as long as he could remember. They sat down on the couch with a glass of eggnog in their hands as they begin to catch each other up about what has happened.

They did see each other last month for her Birthday but it was very brief and there were other people, so they didn't get any real one on one time.

She told him about a Man she'd been seeing and how he is incredibly nice and respectful and they've been spending a lot of time together. He told her about his book and how he is still waiting for a reply and that this is his twenty first time sending it to someone.

The conversation changes when Martha asked if he had anyone special in his life at the moment. She saw the panic run across his features.

"Richard?" She asks, a smirk lifting her features.

"Mother- it's- I can't-" He stumbled

"Oh my, What's she like? How long has it been? Do you have a photo?-" His Mother questioned

"Mother! It's not like that, it's really complicated" He paused but Martha didn't speak, she was waiting him out.

"She's only eighteen and- and she doesn't want to tell her Parents yet-" He sighed, running a hand through his hair.

Martha was a little taken a back by her Sons confession.

"Richard- isn't she a little young?" She suggested

He didn't respond, at this age it sounded bad, a man in his mid twenties going out with a girl who is only eighteen, but in twenty years people wouldn't think twice about it.

"I know it sounds bad now Mother, that's why she's not telling her Parents, but she's really mature and-" He doesn't finish the sentence, doesn't have to words to justify himself to his Mother.

Martha nods, knowing this is as far as they will go for now.

"Just- be careful Rick" She concluded, not wanting to ruin the night, she changed the subject.

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It was 12.03am officially the day after Christmas, Kate laid in bed sleeping in Ricks hoddie breathing him in, his sent surrounding her. She wondered what he was doing right now, she hopes that he is happy, he didn't talk much about his Christmas traditions and his family, she didn't want to keep asking prying, he just helped her pick out presents and ask her about traditions in her family.

They had both settled on not giving one another a present because it would be to hard to hide from her parents.

With thoughts of Rick filling her mind she fell into a deep slumber.

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"Katie don't forget, before you go to Maddies' to make your bed, you haven't made it in days!" Asked Johanna

"Yeah Mom"

Kate was already late, she stripped of her clothes, smirking at herself when she sees the purple mark he had left on her left breast, it was almost completely gone. She might have to get him to touch it up she thought to herself a huge grin planted on her face.
Pulling herself out of her daydream and into the waiting steam she had her shower, got dressed, put on her makeup and did her hair. She stood in her room, shrugging off the fact that she still hadn't made her bed, and walked out the front door to go to Maddies.

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As Johanna was cleaning up the house on her day off she walked past Kate rooms noticing she hadn't made her bed.

"God, i'm gonna kill her" she muttered

Placing the basket full of clean clothes down outside, she stepped into Kates room, pulling the sheets and blanket off the bed, beginning to tidy it up and make it. She stopped in her tracks when a large grey sweatshirt fell from the mattress.

Johanna scooped it up and held it in front of her, she knew it wasn't one Kate had bought or kept from an ex-boyfriend, she also knew it wasn't Jims.

So then who the hells was it?

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Kate slid her key into the front door and stepped into her home. Turning around she saw Ricks sweatshirt scrunched up on the kitchen table. She froze, she heard the click of heals coming from the hallway, her Mothers face came into view, her arms were crossed and an eyebrow raised.

"By the look on your face, you know exactly whose that is" She said pointing her finger towards the Material on the table.

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