Nancy woke from a very pleasant dream. She turned over and looked at
the clock on Frank's nightstand. It was
already 10AM and she could hear people rustling downstairs. She
quickly threw on some clothes, and headed downstairs. As she entered
the hall, she could smell coffee, and something that must be for
Christmas dinner. It smelled delicious, and Nancy hoped Laura would
let her help.

She walked by Joe's room , and the door was open . They must be awake
already. Nancy realized Joe was already up, she really had slept
late.

She walked past the door then she turned when she heard someone moan.
From the door she noticed Frank sleeping on an air mattress on the
floor.

She walked in thinking he was waking too. "Frank." she called.

As she got closer, she realized he was sleeping. In fact he was
dreaming, she could see his eyes moving rapidly under his eyes. Given
the smile on his lips it must have be a very nice dream.

She watched him for a minute. She heard him moan her name. He was
deep in a dream about her. Nancy smiled pleased. He was dreaming
about her, and it was a very nice dream. She smiled and decided to
wake him. Softly she called to him, and bent over and kissed him on
the lips.

Frank was caught between asleep and awake in a very pleasant dream.
Nancy was kissing him deeply and he was drowning in the kiss. She felt
so good and real. Something in his muzzy brain clicked on, and he
returned the kiss coming awake in pleasant haze.

"Nan?" he murmured huskily and returned the kiss.

Nancy drew back and smiled at him. "Pleasant dreams?" she asked
grinning at him.

He smiled at her. "Very nice dreams." He answered softly and kissed
her again.

He pulled her down on top of him and kissed her thoroughly. After a
minute they both came up for air.

" Mmm... Merry Christmas, Nan.". Frank held her enjoying her in his
arms.

Nancy smiled. It was Christmas, and despite everything she was happy.
She kissed him back. " Part of your gift, Hardy." she teased.

"I like this gift." Frank replied going back for seconds.

Frank eventually withdrew and looked at the clock. "I'd better get
up.". He looked at Nancy. "Before Aunt Gertrude comes looking. I can't
believe I slept so late.". He ran a hand through his disheveled hair.

Nancy smiled at him.

"What?" He asked catching her look.

"You're a mess." She smiled running a hand through his hair and over
his face.

He laughed. "All right, I can take a hint. I'll take a quick shower
and shave. I'll see you downstairs."

Nancy headed downstairs into the kitchen.