So this is a mini continuation of Thanksgiving. This is really based more on the previous two-shot than on the episode 1x10 and I might just move all of these into a different story. I'm not sure yet. Let me know if you think I should or not.

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"Wake up, darlin'…" Zoe Hart waved the hand away from her shoulder. It was too early to be up. No one should be up at seven a.m. Lips touched her ear, traveling down her neck to the base of her throat where he suck lightly, as if to make a small hickey there.

"Go away, Wade," Zoe moaned, her voice saying differently. He unattached his lips from her throat, moving back to survey his work with satisfaction.

"Nope, Lavon's made peppermint pancakes. There is a six foot, fully decorated tree. His house looks like Christmas spat up on it. If I'm going in, you are too." She groaned, pulling on some shoes. "Cheer up, Doc, it's Christmas."

"I know. It's just too early. I'll cheer up after a nice steaming hot cup of coffee." Wade chuckled. Zoe and her coffee.

"Where did all of it come from?" she asked, stepping into the house.

"Magic!" Lavon said, "Lavon Hayes knows some elves at the North Pole."

"Now where did it really come from?" Lavon shook his head, passing her a pancake. To her surprise, it was actually very good. She turned to look at the living room.

Wade hadn't been exaggerating. It looked like Christmas had spat up in Lavon's living room. The tree had very little green showing. Almost every inch was covered in ornaments of every sort. There were large presents under the tree, some of which Zoe had recognized as wrapping for Wade and Lavon, that she had given to Lavon to put under his 'small Christmas tree'. The tree definitely wasn't small. It probably hadn't been called small in a very long time.

There was stockings hung from the fireplace, all three stuffed. Each had their names on it and was decorated with different styles. The middle one was decorated with felt footballs and helmets. The one to the right had guitars and beer bottles and video game controllers. The third, to the football stocking, which was obviously Lavon's, left, there was one with a stethoscope.

The air in the house had been turned down so that it was freezing in the house so there could be an fire in the otherwise useless fireplace. Ground up ice lined the outside window sills.

"Do you like it?" Lavon asked. Zoe nodded.

"It's really amazing."

"Well it's not a white Christmas, but it's somethin'," Wade said, taking a sip of eggnog.

Zoe turned, "Thanks you guys, both of you. This is really incredible."

"We just wanted to make sure you felt welcome here. We know all your family's up in New York, so Lavon Hayes figured why not," the mayor told her, moving the dishes to the sink.

Zoe moved to the floor, bouncing up and down with energy, acting like she was a little kid again. Wade chuckled, sitting on the couch and Lavon joined the bartender and the doctor in the living room. Zoe looked up at them with her big brown doe eyes and grinned.

"Can we open our presents now?" Wade shrugged.

"Don't see why not."

Zoe walked over to the tree, lifting up the first box. "To Lavon," she said, holding the box out to the mayor.

"From Zoe," the mayor read, pulling back the paper. Inside was a highlights CD from all of his games. "You shouldn't have."

"It's was nothing," she said, waving it off. "Next one is to…" she held out the 'o' in 'to' and leaned over to pluck a box from the floor. Wade sat up straighter, admiring the view of the excited brunette in front of the Christmas tree. "Wade. Here you go!" He took the box from his neighbor, tearing open the paper. Wade frowned and Zoe felt her heart begin to sink. "You don't like it?"

"No," Wade chuckled, "It's not that. It's just we have similar ideas," he told her, lifting a box up for her. Zoe opened it up, noting that yes that plane ticket was indeed one to New York exactly like the one she had purchased Wade. Same date, same flight.

"I guess we're going to New York together," she joked, grinning largely.

Lavon shook his head. They were so strange. Ever since they came back from New York, they were both acting funny. Rose had noticed it too, and she had guessed secretly dating. Now, that didn't seem too far off.

"I got you another present," Wade said, handing the girl a second box. She opened it, coming to a long velvet box. Lavon nodded in understanding. They were definitely together. Zoe opened the box, a set of freshwater pearls sitting inside. "My mama always said that every lady should have a set of pearls."

Zoe's eyes filled with tears as she laid the box down onto of it's paper and all but tackled Wade as she dove on top of him and hugged him. "Thank you," she whispered, "They're beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as you," Wade whispered back, neither of them noticing Lavon make his exit. Zoe slid the pearls from their box, holding them out to Wade to put around her neck. He secured him and she turned back to him. "Look up, Zoe." The doctor looked up from the floor, where she all but sat on top of Wade, gasping quietly.

"Mistletoe..."

"Do you know what that means?" he whispered. She nodded and he claimed her mouth with his.

"Merry Christmas, Zoe," he whispered several minutes later.

"Merry Christmas, Wade."


This is my Christmas present to you.

Your Christmas present to me: let me know what you thought of this. I'm not a mind reader, so I'm having difficulty knowing if what I'm writing is actually liked from the lack of feedback. So please, read and review. If you hated it, review and tell me you hated it. I can't change or continue what I'm writing if I don't know people are actually reading and appreciating/hating it. It doesn't have to be a nasty comment if you hated it, just a 'please don't write any more of these!' would be suffice.

Happy Holidays!