Summary: Christmas might not have been his favorite holiday growing up, but Danny found it a lot more enjoyable now that he was an adult.
Pairings: Danny x Sam
Written: September 2013

Holiday

"Any minute now," Danny murmured, still half asleep as he lay in bed with his arms wrapped around his wife. He was counting the seconds in his head even as he tried to fall fully back to sleep.

"Is it morning already?" Sam whispered grumpily. Mornings still weren't her favorite things, and she was usually best avoided until she had her morning cup of coffee to fight off the frustration of having to wake up before the sun even rose to prepare everything before she left for work at the law firm.

"Feels like we just crawled into bed, doesn't it?" Danny chuckled, his breath washing over her bare neck. They both fell silent when they heard the creak of their bedroom door opening. They lay still in the bed, pretending to still be asleep as the soft footsteps crept closer.

"It's Christmas!" shouted their five year old son as he jumped onto the bed.

"Oh my!" Danny responded, pretending to be surprised by his son as he sat up in bed. "Is it Christmas already?"

The little boy nodded his head with an excited grin on his face as his blond locks flopped about from the vigorous motion. "Can we open presents now?"

"Hm." Danny placed a finger to his lips as he tilted his head in a look of pondering over the question. "Do you think Santa came last night? You know," he leaned forward and his son copied him as Danny lowered his voice as if sharing a secret with the boy, "Santa won't come if you've been a naughty boy during the year."

His son's mouth hung open, looking horrified at the thought of not getting presents. "But I was good!"

"Were you?" Danny sat back, eying his son like he suspected otherwise, but the boy nodded again. "Well! Then I guess we better go see what Santa brought you!" Danny scooped up his son into his arms as he climbed out of bed.

"You two can get started on that." Grabbing her robe, Sam slid out of bed with a yawn. "I'll get breakfast started. And the coffee." She nodded as she pulled on the robe and tied the belt about her waist. "Definitely coffee."

"No!" their son whined, pouting as Danny followed Sam out of their bedroom. "We can't open presents without you."

"Well, I'm making coffee first at least." Sam turned and headed straight for the kitchen as soon as they hit the ground floor of their house.

"Think you can wait?" Danny questioned, lifting a curious eyebrow at his son.

The boy frowned, pushing out his lower lip, but he nodded. A smile tugged at Danny's mouth as he carried the boy into the front room where their tree was. As soon as his son saw the tree, or more importantly the presents under the tree, he gasped in awe, eager excitement sparkling in his blue eyes.

"You might have to wait on present opening," Danny said as he set the boy down on his feet, "but you can grab your stocking and look at what goodies Santa left you." He chuckled as his son hurried across the room to the fireplace, climbed on the stool set up beside it, and pulled his stocking free from the hook. While his son ransacked the stocking for all the hidden goodies, and an orange, Danny headed over to the tree and plugged in the lights of all different colors. "Did you get anything good?" he asked when he turned back to his son.

The boy nodded, trying to pry open the wrapper from a candy cane. There were a few other treats in the stocking. As it was a holiday, they decided to allow their son to have a few sweets. Other than the orange, there was also a small rocket ship model and a little army man to add to his set.

In a few moments, Sam entered the front room with a steaming cup of coffee in her hands. She took a sip as she walked over to join them around the tree and sighed out as the bitter heat woke her up. "Okay. We can begin now."

"Good. We should try to get this finished before you know who shows up and tries to steal all of them." Danny chuckled. He didn't need to say the name, because Sam knew exactly who he meant, and he feared speaking the name would somehow summon the Box Ghost to come to his house and delight in all the wrapped boxes. "Let's see." He scanned through the pile before finding a present about the size of a shoe box. "Here's one from Grandma and Grandpa Fenton." He handed the present to his son. He didn't even need to look at the label on it that read: To Lex, From Grandma and Grandpa to know that it was from his parents. The Jack Fenton Christmas wrapping paper gave it away.

Lex wasted no time tearing into the wrapping paper and prying it away from the box beneath it.

"Oh no," Sam groaned when Lex flipped open the lid of the box to see what treasure laid inside it.

"Oh, he updated them!" Danny excitedly picked up the Jack Fenton action figure while Lex held up the Maddie Fenton action figure.

"I can add these to yours and Aunt Jazz and Uncle Tuck's!" Lex grinned, hugging the Maddie doll to his chest.

Sam sighed, shaking her head. "I guess there's no helping it. He's definitely your son." She smirked as her two boys forgot about the rest of the presents while playing with the action figures.

Just Will: Well, I meant in biological terms. Naturally, they would think of both Jack and Vlad as being their fathers regardless of which one conceived them with Maddie. Not every ship is going to be for everyone. *scratches cheek* I, uh, was having trouble with Day 12's theme because the original theme was kinky and I'm... kink stupid. orz So I went with the alternate of roller coaster, and well... yeah. *shrugs*

Melmel Phase: Aw~ Thanks! Man! Imagine if they had more flashbacks in the show and showed more of little Danny. And not just a photograph or baby him being peed on by a dog or the ghost turkey attacking him and Jazz. Little Danny was just so cute~ X3