A/N: Season 6

Tony was sitting at the kitchen table studying when the door opened. He looked up and saw Angela and Mona.

"You're home early." Tony pointed out. Angela scowled. Mona leaned over to him; her shoulder was touching his.

"It wasn't by choice. They told us because of the snow storm that the three o'clock train was the last one tonight." Mona responded.

"Oh." Tony said. Angela slammed her briefcase down.

"Christmas Eve is in two days. You would think they would let the trains run today and tomorrow so people can prepare for Christmas." Angela looked at Mona. "We may just have to take the jag tomorrow mother." Mona frowned.

"Do you have any idea how bad the roads have to be?" Mona asked.

"Yeah, just take the day off. It'd be safer Angela." Tony replied. Angela scowled again.

"I guess I can work from home." Angela reasoned. Then the back door opened. Jonathan stood there covered in snow. "Jonathan!" She rushed over and dusted the snow off of him. Jonathan groaned.

"I'm fine mom." Tony stood up.

"Let me get you some hot chocolate." Jonathan looked at Tony.

"Really, I'm fine. Mom just gets paranoid." Jonathan replied. "I just got home from school and I'd really like to be able to rest in my own home without being badgered by my family." With that, Jonathan walked out of the kitchen. Tony, Angela and Mona stared at the door.

"For a fourteen year old, he sure has started to get a mouth on him." Mona stated.

"I wonder what's wrong with him." Angela said completely oblivious to any issue.

"Well, you do treat him like he's a kid Angela." Mona replied. Angela looked at her.

"Mother-" She started to say. It was hard to tell whether she was hurt or upset. Mona just nodded.

"I'm sorry Angela. The truth hurts." Mona shrugged and Tony nodded in agreement. Then they heard the front door open.

"I'm home! Dad?" Samantha called out. Tony stood up and then walked into the living room. Samantha was eighteen and living on her own in a dorm at Brooklyn college.

"Sam!" He hugged her. "What are you doing here? The roads must have been terrible." Sam nodded.

"Oh, they were. But I had a question."

"Ask away." Tony shrugged. Samantha took a breath in.

"Well, a few girls from school are taking a skiing trip to Aspen. I was wondering if you'd let me go?" Sam asked.

"Well, when's the trip?" Angela and Mona walked in.

"Well, they leave tomorrow and probably won't be back until the 29th." Sam said. Tony shrugged.

"I don't know. The trip goes through Christmas." Tony stated.

"I say go." Angela spoke up.

"Yeah. It'll be fun." Mona chimed in. Tony looked at Mona and Angela.

"Sam, will you give us a moment alone?" Tony asked.

"Sure." Samantha said as she walked upstairs. Tony looked back at Mona and Angela.

"I don't believe you two! Sam is my daughter! If I didn't want her to go you shouldn't encourage her!" Tony hollered.

"Oh Tony. Come on. Let her go. It's only one Christmas you'll miss. Let her go off and have fun." Angela said.

"Come on Tony. It can't be all work and no play every day." Mona stated.

"You should know." He replied and she just giggled.

"Can I help it if I like to have a good time?"

"Enough! Stop that." Angela exclaimed.

"Anyhow, what about Samantha. Should we let her go?" Tony asked. Angela crossed her arms.

"Oh, it's we now?"

"Angela!"

"Alright!" Tony turned towards the stairs. "Sam?" She came running down the stairs. "You are old enough now. If you want to go, we think it is okay for you to go."

"Yes!" Samantha squealed. She ran over and hugged her dad and Angela. "Thank you!" Angela laughed.

"You're welcome sweetheart." Angela replied.

"I need to go pack." She hugged Tony again and rushed out of the house.

"Well, looks like it's only the four of us for Christmas." Angela said looking between Tony and Mona.

A few hours later, the phone rang. Mona was in her apartment, Jonathan was in his bedroom, Angela was in her office and Tony was in the living room. He leaned back and answered the phone.

"Bower residence, Tony here." He said cheerfully. "Sure." He set the phone on the table. "Jonathan! Telephone!" After a minute or so Jonathan ran down and grabbed the phone.

"Hello?" Jonathan said into the phone. "Oh hi Tracy." Tony smiled at Jonathan. "Tonight? I don't know. I don't know if my mom or Tony can take us." Tony nodded.

"I'm sure I can take you if your mom can't." Tony whispered. Jonathan nodded acknowledging that he heard him.

"I can call you back Tracy. Thanks for calling." Jonathan hung up. Tony was smiling from ear to ear.

"Who's Tracy?" Jonathan couldn't keep from smiling.

"She's just a friend Tony." Jonathan replied. Tony laughed.

"Why don't I believe that?" Angela walked into the living room. She took off her glasses as she walked over to the couch.

"Who was on the phone?" Angela asked.

"It was a friend of Jonathan's." Tony replied.

"Oh okay." Angela said. She looked suspiciously. The back door opened and everybody looked at it. Mona walked in wearing her coat, hat, and gloves.

"Well hello everybody." Mona said. She walked over to them. "I have some news for my daughter and grandson."

"What's that Mother?"

"Yeah grandma." She smiled.

"I won't be home for Christmas this year." Mona stated. Angela looked at her.

"Why?" Mona looked at her.

"I got a better offer. I'm going on a cruise. One of the many men I've dated this year has offered to take me on a cruise through Christmas and the New Year. I could hardly say no. I mean, he didn't have anybody else to go with him."

"Oh mother. What about all of us?" Angela asked looking at the floor.

"Angela, you will be fine without me. You can handle Christmas. It'll be you, Tony, and Jonathan." Mona smiled. "Our own little family." Angela looked at Tony and Jonathan.

"That's going to be quite awkward." Angela said.

"Oh, it'll be fun." Tony said with a laugh.

"Don't let it be too much fun." Mona rubbed up against Tony.

"Mona!" Tony exclaimed. Then she smiled and walked out of the room. Angela looked between Tony and Jonathan.

"Well, I guess it's just the three of us for Christmas." Angela said quietly. Tony smiled.

"One big happy family." He hugged them close to each other.

"This is going to be an exciting Christmas." Jonathan replied.

Later on, there was a knock on the door. It had stopped snowing outside. Tony walked over to the door and answered it. The house was really quiet. Jonathan was in his room and Angela was back in her office. Since the trains weren't running she had to work in her office; she had a client with her at that moment. When Tony opened the door, Jonathan's friend Peter was standing there.

"Well hi Peter." Tony said.

"Hi Mr. Micelli." Peter stated. Tony gasped.

"Hey oh, oh hey. It's just Tony. Stop with that Mr. Micelli stuff." Tony replied. Peter swallowed and then he laughed.

"Oh okay." He smiled. "Is Jonathan here?" Tony nodded.

"Yeah, he's in his room." Tony replied. "Jonathan!" Then Jonathan rushed down the stairs.

"Yeah Tony?"

"Peter's here." Tony responded.

"Oh good. Let's go." Jonathan said and he walked off the steps.

"Wait, where are you going?" Tony asked.

"Mom said I could stay with Peter tonight. Since it's not Christmas Eve, she said I could stay with him."

"My mom says it's okay too." Peter stated. Tony looked at them. Just then, the office door opened and Tony heard Angela and a man talking.

"Well thank you Angela. I'll be sure to keep up with you and see what I think about the presentation."

"Thanks. At the Bower Agency we find it important to do what our clients need." Angela said buttering him up. He nodded and walked out of the room.

"Well, hello Jonathan; Peter." Angela said. She put on her reading glasses, which she had been holding, and then she smiled. "It's good to see you. Hope you boys have fun." Angela turned around and walked back towards her office. Tony stopped her.

"Angela, wha-what's going on?" Tony asked. Angela laughed.

"I told Jonathan that he could go spend the night with his little friend since they are out for Christmas break. It's not a problem." She walked away.

"Thanks mom." Jonathan said and they walked out of the house. Tony stood there confused; he wasn't sure what was going on, but he didn't want to ask. All he knew was that tomorrow would be Christmas Eve.

The next day, when Tony got back from the college he found Angela sitting on the couch reading a book and reading coffee.

"Where's Jonathan?" Angela looked up from her book.

"I don't know. He hasn't been home yet." Angela replied. She took off her glasses. "What time is it?" Tony looked at his watch.

"About three-thirty; it's snowing like mad out there. If it keeps up like this Jonathan may not be able to find his way home." Tony stated. Angela reached behind her and picked up the phone.

"Now I'm worried." She dialed the phone. "Hello? This is Angela Bower, is Jonathan there?" She nodded and then there was a pause. "Jonathan, when are you coming home? Tony says it's snowing out there pretty bad." She paused and looked at Tony. "Oh alright; I guess that would make a lot of sense. Alright sweetie. We'll see you when you get home." She hung up and looked at Tony.

"Well?" Tony asked. She nodded.

"Jonathan says that he doesn't want to come home just yet. He's going to try and wait until the storm clears up."

"But it's Christmas Eve." Tony said. Angela nodded.

"Do you want to go pick him up? I think it would be safer if he stayed over there instead of coming home." Angela replied. When she put the phone down on the table, the power went out.

"Oh boy." Tony said. "I'll go into the basement and check the circuit breaker." Angela stood up.

"I better go look for some candles." When she walked across the room, she hit the recliner. "Ouch!" Tony walked over to her.

"Maybe it would be better for you to stay here and let me go look for the problem and then if we need the candles we can go find them."

"Are you sure?" Angela asked.

"Oh yes." Tony said. He knew he didn't need her getting hurt or doing something to the house trying to find a candle.

Several hours later, the power still hadn't come back on. Angela and Tony were sitting on the couch in the living room with candles lit on the table in front of them.

"I feel like I'm at a séance." Tony said frustrated. Angela giggled.

"Oh Tony, it won't be so bad. We are just celebrating Christmas together." She replied.

"We're alone."

"Well, isn't that something we've wanted for a while?" Angela touched his hand. "Don't you think it might be time to define our undefined relationship?" Tony stood up.

"Oh no. This is not the time to talk about that Angela." He looked at his watch. "Look at the time, it's about nine o'clock. I need to be getting to bed." Angela laughed again.

"Come on Tony. You can't tell me you haven't thought about it." He looked down at the bottle of wine on the table next to the candle. This was the reason why they couldn't talk about it. This wasn't Angela talking, it was the alcohol. He blew out the candles, helped her upstairs to bed, then went into his own bedroom and fell fast asleep. This was definitely not the Christmas that he had been imagining for him and his family. He wondered what Jonathan, Samantha and Mona were doing right now.

The next morning, when Angela got up, Tony was already downstairs.

"What's going on?" She asked rubbing her head.

"It's Christmas." Tony replied.

"What?"

"Yeah. Jonathan is still at Peter's; Sam is in Aspen and Mona's on a cruise." Tony responded. Angela nodded.

"Now I remember." Angela stated. They walked into the kitchen and without thinking she turned on the coffee machine.

"Angela." Tony said happily. She turned to face him.

"What?" She asked.

"The coffee machine." He said. Angela looked at him with a confused look on her face. "The power went out last night. But apparently it's back on again!" He exclaimed. Tony walked over to the door and opened it. There was just a little bit of flurries snowing down on him. Angela walked over to him and stood beside him. He wrapped his arm around her.

"Merry Christmas Angela." She smiled her prize winning smile.

"Merry Christmas Tony."