Because Love Actually is THE Christmas movie in my opinion.

Miranda half considered not answering the door, who on earth came knocking on Christmas day anyway? But the second insistant knock, and a desire for a little human interaction on what had been a mostly lonely day, had her on her feet and moving down the stairs. To say she was stunned by who stood on her step was and understatement and the whispered 'Andrea' said more than she would have allowed it to had she been thinking clearly.

The brunette simply pressed a finger to her lips and smiled before pulling a scetch pad from behind her back. All Miranda could do was read each word that was revealed to her. By the time Andrea was done Miranda could barely breathe and she could barely see through the tears that had built unbidden in her eyes. The gentle kiss the brunette pressed to her cheek almost drove her to her knees.

Andrea was halfway along the block when she heard the sound of heals on concrete behind her. She didn't turn though until she heard Miranda call her name and she turned to find the older woman slighly breathless and shivering in her silk shirt.

"Oh God Andrea," she murmured, stepping closer and brushing the brunettes cheek, adding a whispered "me too" before she brought their lips together in their first kiss.