A/N: This chapter is pure fluff, just FYI. I wanted at least one chapter without drama and just happiness!

Chapter Eleven

"You're going to spoil the hell out of him." Sam rolled his eyes as Violet continued to look at other gadgets.

"It's my job." She defended.

Sam watched her with fascination. It was one week before Christmas and Violet was acting like she had never had Christmas before. But then he thought back to her parents and assumed that without her grandmother she probably hadn't. She had declared it was time for a break for them all and was going all out for the holiday he had rarely celebrated. Each day they did research on Purgatory and still came up dry on how to get Dean and Cas out. Sam went on the occasional hunt with Garth or another hunter, and had to fight Violet about staying home to protect Kevin. She always relented where Kevin was concerned.

"You already got him a Kindle, why are you getting him an Ipad?" Sam asked as she threw the item in the basket.

"They're two different things. Besides, it will allow him to have some type of fun. Do you think he needs a new laptop?" She asked, putting a finger to her chin as she stared at the computers.

Sam chuckled. "I have a feeling he's going to get it no matter what I say."

"There's my submissive husband!"

They went back to the apartment, keeping the presents hidden in the Impala till one of them could sneak them in when Kevin wasn't around. But they kept their façade up with parading groceries through the door. Kevin was decorating the tree with an eager Piglet standing by his feet. Sam was amused how the dog was always around Kevin more than any of them. He guessed it was true that animals could sense emotions.

"You guys were gone a long time." Kevin remarked.

Violet smiled brightly. "Grocery store was packed."

Sam resisted rolling his eyes. He truly did love his wife and all of her brightness. After dinner that night, Sam left Violet in their room to wrap gifts and decided to go and talk to Kevin. He needed some ideas and the kid should know what he could do. He knocked on the door and found Kevin lying on the bed with Piglet draped across his feet.

"Can we talk?" Sam asked.

"Sure," Kevin shrugged and sat up. "What's up?"

Sam closed the door and walked away from it so he wouldn't be heard. "I want to get Violet something for Christmas but I have no idea what to get."

Kevin laughed at Sam's deadpan face. "She's your wife, you should have some idea."

"I've never really celebrated Christmas, let alone buy a present for a wife."

Kevin moved Piglet and got off the bed. Sam watched him curiously as he pulled out a medium sized frame from under his bed.

"This is what I got her."

Sam was impressed, to say the least. It was a picture of the three of them, one that Violet had forced them all to stand for. Yet it was enlarged and placed in a beautiful silver frame. This is exactly what Violet would love.

"What made you think of this?" Sam wondered.

"She keeps saying that she wanted something to put on the blank wall in the living room. And I thought…" Kevin struggled for a moment and kept his focus on the picture. "We're a family and family's should have photos, right?"

Sam smiled gently. "You're right, bud. It's perfect."

"Thanks," Kevin slid the photo back under the bed. "Whatever you get her, I suggest it mean something because you know how women are. And, make it something she wouldn't get herself."

"Thanks."

The next day, Sam went out on his own to get his gift. He had money saved up from when they had worked at the diner, something that seemed like a lifetime ago. He refused to use Violet's money on the gift he was getting her. He went to the jewelry store and had it all planned out.

Christmas came with the apartment fully decorated. Sam woke up slowly to the smell of coffee and Violet's laugh. He walked out of the room and leaned against the doorframe. Violet was sitting at the kitchen table with Kevin, both picking at the gingerbread house she had forced them all to make. This had already been an amazing holiday without the presents. On Christmas Eve, they had all went to a homeless shelter to volunteer. They had come back home and watched A Christmas Story till they all were too tired to stand. So far, pretty awesome.

"There you are!" Violet grinned and ran into his arms. "Merry Christmas!"

"Merry Christmas," he whispered, kissing her hair.

"Get you some coffee so we can open presents!" She demanded.

"You guys go ahead, I'll be there in a minute."

Sam watched with a smile as they sat on the living room floor and began dividing up presents. Violet had given him a curious look when she saw they had each gotten her one. Sam sat down on the couch with his coffee as they watched Kevin open up his numerous presents. Sam couldn't deny that his eyes constantly went to Violet's face to see the joy the lit it up. Kevin took a pause of opening his presents and looked up at them.

"You guys should go!" He insisted.

"Sam?" Violet smiled up at him. "What are you waiting for?"

"Alright."

Sam opened his first present, which was from Kevin. Sam couldn't help but to be touched and grin at the present. It was a beautiful silver pocket knife that had a pearl handle.

"How did you know?" Sam asked curiously.

"Violet told me about silver being a great weapon for you guys." Kevin smiled sheepishly.

"Thank you, Kevin. I love it." Sam carefully folded the knife. He knew it would come in handy while hunting.

Violet opened her present from Kevin next. Sam was prepared for the tears as he handed her a tissue as she stared at the picture. Sam and Kevin smiled at her as she kept saying thank you, caressing their faces on the photo. After Kevin finished opening his presents, he went to his room to test them out with Piglet following behind in his new collar and bone that was larger than him. Sam hung the picture up as Violet watched him, cuddled up on the couch. Afterwards, they sat beside each other with their last presents in hand. Somehow they had both known they had wanted to open up their presents with just them.

"You first." Violet commanded, eyes still red from happiness.

"Okay. " Sam knew better to fight with her.

Sam opened the package to find a beautiful silver watch. He pulled it out of its package and held it up, already knowing it was too expensive. He was about to lecture her on buying him such an expensive gift when she cut in.

"Look at the back," she insisted.

Sam flipped it over to see the engraving. There were two times engraved on it, 3:28 p.m. and 2:12 a.m. He looked at her curiously.

"The first one," she explained. "was the time you walked in the diner for the first time. The second one was when we both said 'I love you' for the first time. Life changing moments."

Sam couldn't say anything, so instead he pulled her into a kiss. If only she knew how life changing those moments had been. He pulled away and took off his new watch to replace it with his new one.

"Thank you, I love it." He smiled gently. "I love you."

"I know." She sighed happily.

"You're turn."

She opened the gift hesitantly, looking up at him occasionally. Her gasp was audible as she opened the jewelers box to find a beautiful wedding band. The ring was silver with a braided diamond pattern.

"I thought you deserved a better one." He said acknowledging her plain gold band. "Plus there's something extra on it."

She looked at the ring curiously until she saw the words 'I Promise' written inside the ring. Her eyes met his questioningly.

"Even though we don't do promises, there is one thing I promise." Sam explained. "I promise to love you. I promise to love you until I'm gone, even after that."

"Oh Sam,"

He took the ring, removing her old one, and slowly slipped the new one on her finger. To say it was a good Christmas was an understatement.