AN: This one's a bit long. I guess I was a bit bored on the train home from work.

Christmas Day.

He had celebrated Christmas Day all over the world in many strange and amazing places.

He enjoyed Christmas Day in Paris.

Waking up that morning and finding a Christmas tree complete with tinsel and an angle on top of the tree with fairy lights around the room was pretty amazing. He saw under the tree there were presents and there was even some for him! When he opened one of them he found a photo of a smiling red head in between himself and a silver haired man who smirked at the camera. Her hands draped casually over their shoulder.

He looked at the photo and smiled, they looked like a family. It felt like a family. The man was more of a father to him than anyone had been and the woman as like a mother figure.
That day the three of them sat around a small card table drinking wine and eating French bakery treats, chips and lollies and wearing those party hats you got from pulling a cracker open.

He awoke to something jumping on the bed.

Slowly opening his eyes he saw something yellow. Reaching out he grabbed it, it fell onto him with an 'oomph'. Sitting up he found his daughter who smiled at him and told him that it was Christmas and she wanted to go see if Santa had been. He looked over at his wife for help but she was still asleep.

He knew she wasn't.

He looked at his daughter and nodded.

He watched as his daughter's eyes lit up when she entered the lounge room where the Christmas tree was situated and found presents under the tree. When she eyed the rocking horse with a red ribbon tired around the neck he never thought that her eyes could get and bigger.

She walked over to it and sat on it. "Did Santa bring me this?" she asked as she began to rock back and forth.

"No I made it. Grandpa helped me"

"I love it. Thanks daddy, you're the best"

Out of all the presents his daughter had received that day, including gifts from her favourite uncle – Sam – the rocking horse was her favourite.

He looked over to the wall where some family photos hung and looked at the picture that was taken in Paris all those years ago and smiled sadly, whishing that, that red head had the opportunity to meet her surrogate granddaughter.