Wednesday, December 26th

Boxing Day in the crime lab. That was right, in the lab and not on a crime scene. Her boss assigned her to lab work to give her a rest. In his eyes she worked enough outside yesterday and was due for some quiet time. Meant, she was tied to the computer until some of her colleagues came back and got evidence to work on.

"Somebody looks very bored."

"I am very bored and can't drown myself in coffee."

"Need some cookies?" Cherry sat next to Sofia with a box of cookies.

"Always. For two." The blonde took a cookie out of the box. "Thanks."

"You're welcome."

"Is your hubby back?"

"No, he stays another two days before he comes back and has to pay for all the fun he has now. Want to come with me to Acapulco in two weeks? I'll have four days off and my hubby will look after the kids while I'm on the beach, savior the sun, my cell phone turned off."

"Sounds great, the problem is I don't have the money for it and my fiancé did nothing wrong, so I have no reason to leave her here alone with our boy."

"How is your boy? Does it feels like is a part of the family already?"

"Yes. When he calls me mom I feel happy. He's such a sweety and there's nothing left of the angry boy, who ran away from the forest. We did everything right by not letting him run away, make him come back. My wonderful fiancé knew he was a special boy and perfect for us."

"It was her idea to adopt him."

"Yes. I love her for that even more than I love her already. Stephen fits in perfectly and it feels like he's really our son, I mean, by DNA."

"Your best Christmas present."

"Absolutely." Sofia sighed happily. Her own son as a Christmas present. "So, why are you here? To exchange Christmas stories and cookies?"

"Socializing, I prefer to have my break with you than alone. Plus, you eat cookies, means I can't eat them and won't have to go on a diet."

"Thanks, I look like a whale already, so I can continue to grow in the wrong directions."

"You look beautiful, pregnancy really suits you. Will you have another baby?"

"No. We wanted two kids, with Susan our family is complete. And frankly, I don't want to be pregnant anymore. As happy as I was when the doctor told me I'm pregnant, I look forward to have her out. And yes, I'm aware between now and having her in my arms, there's a very painful delivery in between. How much pain will I have?"

"I've been through it four times, you think I had four kids if it wasn't worth the pain?"

"No."

"Sofia, you'll be in terrible pain, probably for hours and after it you'll have your daughter for the rest of your life. The best evidence for yours and Sara's love. And once you've experienced how it feels to hold your own baby in your arms, you get kind of addicted to it. That's why I have four of these little demons. They cause a lot of pain and trouble, but the joy and happiness you get weights more."

"Means there's a chance I want to get pregnant again."

"Don't you have the perfect fiancé and the perfect man for a big family? Or did Don only agree on one child?"

"We never talked about a second baby, until you put the idea in my head, it never crossed my mind."

"Well, test the water, what he thinks."

Sofia laughed. "I think first I have my daughter, maybe I feel like one baby is enough and I'm very sure Sara doesn't want to be pregnant."

"Another adoption?"

"No. Our family is really complete with two kids. Plus I don't have the time to stay away for another pregnancy. Los Angeles needs me to fight crime and you need me at the scenes. We work so great together, you'll miss me when I'm away for twelve weeks."

"That's for sure and I expect you to come along with your daughter, so I can see the newest member of the Curtis family. Will she has your or Sara's surname? Or Don's?"

"Mine. I'm the birth mother, Sara will adopt her and Don will be the father. A father without rights and obligations, but a full father and we want him involved in Susan's life."

"What if he wants to take her to New York to see his family?"

"He can take her for a few days, but we want her back or he has to take us with them."

"I'm sure you work something out. Will you have a nice Boxing Day celebration at home tonight?"

"No, I'm over at Greg's place, his parents are there and we have dinner together. Another big family night."

"Just what you like most."

"True." Sofia smiled. She liked big parties with people she loved. The last two days were filled with parties, family and close friends, definitely the best Christmas days in her life.

"Sasa! Sasa! Sasa!"

Sara got down on her knees, opened her arms and Eric jumped straight into them and covered her with kisses. Looked like her godchild missed her as much as she missed him. And he showed it. Wasn't he cute? Oh, she could just eat him like a chocolate praline. Since he started to call her 'Sasa' because he couldn't say her name in the proper way, it made her heart jump every time he said it.

"Hey my big boy, how are you? Did Santa give you many presents?"

"Sara. Sasa." He placed a few more kisses on her cheek. "Lo."

"I love you too." She lifted him up, pulled him in her arms. "Why don't you great me like this when I come home?" She asked Stephen amused, who stood next to them and watched the greeting amused.

"Because I'm not one anymore and I can say Sara."

"So you can call me Sara and not Sasa and still jump into my arms and cover me with kisses when I'm home."

"For one day your son and you start to demand strange things. I knew it was too good to be true. Hey Greg, Jules and Jorja."

"Stephen, you look like Santa got you a nice present."

"He did, he got me two moms. By law."

"Seriously? You're officially adopted by them?" Greg asked.

"Yes. No way out."

"Not that you want a way out." Greg hugged him. "Congratulation. You've got the best mothers you could have asked for."

"Thanks."

"And congratulation to you too." He hugged Sara, who still had Eric in her arms. "Shall I take the boy out of your arm." Sara gave him an evil look. "Okay, forgot I asked. Of course you keep my son…and I take yours to introduce him to my parents and then to my present. You will love it."

"Video game?"

"You, Tanya and Don will get serious problems the next time I'm over and kick your asses."

"Darling, did you notice your children started talking? Could you make sure they won't get kicked out of day care for swearing? Please?" Jules said.

"Sure. Sorry. Come on."

"Boys will be boys." Jules shook her head. "Got an arm to hug me or are you too busy cuddling my son?"

"He loves me, I love him." Sara kissed Eric. "Why don't you go and show me all your new toys?"

"Sasa."

"Okay, look here." She got a cookie from the table on the table. "Why don't you have this and I have your mother." Eric took the cookie and started eating it with happy eyes. "Come here, baby keeper." She pulled Jules in her arms and kissed her. "I missed you. Can we celebrate Christmas together next year?"

"Honey, we spent Christmas Eve and now Boxing Day together. Two days."

"Not enough. Beside we were making plans to go to New York next year, with Don and Tanya and she wants you, Greg and the kids there too. We love you."

"I love you too, come on we have a look for the twins and…let me sit down again."

"Are you all right?"

"Yes, Aaron only likes kicking."

"Like Susan. She loves to wake Sofia up by kicking her all the time."

"Yeah, your daughter has her right name now. Nice name, who picked it?"

"We both did. Officially."

"And it was the number one name of both of you?"

"Depends. Officially it was but…do you think Sofia cheated?"

"How could she cheat on the name?"

"She only opened my envelope, told me Susan is the name she picked as her favorite name too. What a coincidence from all names start with 'S', especially when you tear the envelopes apart a minute later."

"Sara." Jules laughed, sat down, took Eric on her lap. "She loves you and when there's a chance to make you happy, she does it."

"This means she lied." Sara dropped next to her, got Jorja on her lap and tousled the hair of the little girl. "What did Santa get you, baby girl?"

"A lot of toys, clothes and her first horse."

"A horse? Seriously?"

"Toy horse, a yard high, perfect for her later, when she's a little bigger."

"Sounds like fun. What did the beautiful mom get?"

"Nothing. Santa needed all his money for the kids - and the mortgage."

"Too bad. I could give you another kiss."

"Sofia shouldn't leave you alone."

"I only flirt with you, she's fine with that. And kiss your cute little son. Do you want a kiss too, Jorja?" She kissed the girl. "I love you too. Fact is, I love the whole family and you and Eric need to come up with an idea how we talk mommy into going away with us next year. You would like that, wouldn't you? Come with us to the mountains, see snow and when Santa gives you a sled, we all can have a lot of fun with it, racing down the mountains."

"Maybe you should take some appointment with your therapist again."

"I'm right next to her."

"I meant Amanda."

"Sorry, not interested. I want you."

"Sorry, not interested."

"Are the two of you hiding?" Greg's mother came into the room. "Hey Sara."

"Hello Debbie, how are you?" She got up and hugged the mother of her best friend. "Good to see you."

"Why didn't you come to San Diego the last time Greg came down?"

"I've got a pregnant fiancé."

"Right, you're engaged. Congratulation. When will be your big day?"

"We don't know yet."

"Will we be invited?"

"If we decide to celebrate, yes."

"What do you mean if we decide to celebrate? Who doesn't want to celebrate their own wedding day?"

"Maybe we. Unless your son and your daughter-in-law want a double wedding."

"No, we want a wedding of our own."

"Bugger. Nobody loves me - except my cute little godson." Sara got Eric back in her arms. "I am a lucky woman to have you, you always love me and want to be with me. Not like your bad, bad mommy."

"Su…Susan will have a possessive mother."

"They say you fall in love with your therapist and it's quite normal."

"I'm not your therapist anymore. If you have to fall in love with anybody, it's Amanda. But don't forget the blonde woman you're engaged to. What was her name again?"

"You mean the blonde, who's at work and ignores the fact she's pregnant and should rest more? Can't recall her name, I barely see her…should be the same problem you have with this sexy sandy brown haired man, who is the father of your three babies."

"They keep the city safe, at least that's what he tells me when he comes home late."

"And leaves us alone. Next year, if Sofia doesn't get the holidays off, I stay at work."

"Honey, you will have a baby and a teenager at home, one of you needs to stay at home."

"We have the Captain for that."

"Your poor mother-in-law might have other plans for Christmas. Like seeing her son."

"No, she loves us more."

"Is she coming tonight too?"

"Did you invite her?"

"We invited your family, that includes them."

"In this case we should call them and stop Mark from cooking more and more dinner."

"I call them, you go and change your godchild, he's a little stinker." Jules bent over and kissed Sara's cheek. "And even when we won't have a Christmas holiday together, there are no reasons why we can't have a long weekend holiday together in summer. When Susan and Aaron are born, maybe the last week of summer holidays. How would you like that?"

"Sounds like a nice idea."

"We ask our better halves what they think about it when Sofia's back. Now go and change the little stinker. You need the practice for your baby girl in a few weeks."

"I'm already good at changing diapers. And you're right, he stinks." Sara wrinkled her nose. "What did you eat? Chili beans?"

"Too many cookies and his godmother gave him even more."

"That's why he loves me and I have to change him. Come on, Eric, time to get you into a fresh diaper and turn you from a stink bomb into a good smelling boy." Sara lifted the boy and carried him upstairs into the bathroom.