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Sorry, I got a bit tetchy there.

So a lot of you guys wanted this chapter. It's Christmas! But of course, you know that from the title ;) I'm afraid this will be the last two-year-old Spencer chapter. I will start to age him up. Next chapter is his third birthday.

Enjoy!

Previously:

"How would you like to come to Italia?"

Spencer turned to Dave and raised his eyebrows imploringly. "Tan we Daddy?"

"Of course, champ. But just for a holiday," he warned, thrusting a look his mother's way.

She smirked and winked at her young grandon. "Very well. A long holiday."


"Daddy! Wate up! Daddeeeeee!"

Rossi dragged his eyelids open and squinted at the outline before him. Slowly his vision settled and he made out a soft smile and two brown eyes staring down at him.

"Spencer?"

The little boy clapped his hands excitedly. "Daddy's awate, Opie!"

Dave scowled and raised his head to see Garcia stood in the doorway. He glanced at his alarm and groaned.

"It's 6.30!"

"We were excited," Garcia said with a whine, a smug grin adorning on her face.

"Opie said Santa tame hewe," Spencer whispered excitedly.

"I bet he has, kiddo. Give me five minutes to wake up and we'll go check, okay?"

"Otay."

"I put the coffee machine on," Garcia added and Rossi smiled gratefully.

"Thank you. I'll need that."

The team had agreed that, considering it was Spencer's first proper Christmas, that they'd spend the day together. They persuaded their families as long as they promised to go to theirs the next year. Even then, Garcia planned to stick with the Rossi's for Spencer's second Christmas with his dad.

"I go see, daddy!?"

Rossi stretched his legs out and pulled off the duvet. "Wait a minute, champ, wait till daddy and auntie Penelope are ready."

Spencer pouted slightly before his face split into a big smile. "I get my stuffies? Dey tan open pwesents too!"

Rossi wasn't able to answer as his son had already hurried back to his room for his stuffed animals.

Mudgie wandered in then. He spotted Dave and went to sit at his feet.

"Hey, buddy, have you come for presents too?"

The labrador's wet brown eyes looked up at Dave and the Italian sighed and opened his bedside drawer. "Here, you big old lump, have two, its christmas." Dave threw up two bacon twirl treats and Mudgie caught one and watched the other fall to the ground before scooping it up also. He then walked back out of the room, his tail wagging happily. Dave watched him go as he shook his head and chuckled. "Greedy dog," he muttered fondly.

Dave scrubbed a hand over his face, forcing the sleep from his eyes as he heaved himself to his feet.

"Coffee's ready, Dave!"

Dave sighed contently, the smell already wafting to his room as he slipped on his slippers.

He walked into the hall as Spencer bounded from his own room, his arms full of his stuffed animals. He had Pengi and Teddy, obviously, along with his dinosaur, Snowy the polar bear and his giraffe; his arms couldn't fit much more. He beamed at Dave as he darted past his legs. Dave chuckled when the big penguin slipped unknowingly from Spencer's arms and he picked it up on his way to the kitchen.

Spencer's course was for the front room and Garcia and Rossi followed him after a few gulps of coffee.

"That's better," mumbled Dave as he got comfy in his armchair.

Spencer was arranging his stuffed animals in a row around him when he noticed he was missing an essential member. "Pengi?" he cried, fumbling around him for the penguin as his lip wobbled.

"Hey, Kiddo, I've got him."

Spencer whipped around and saw Pengi in his father's hand. His lip stopped wobbling and turned up at the corners. He hopped to his feet and took the animal gently from his dad. "Fant you, papa."

"That's alright, bambino, is everyone comfy now?" Dave motioned to the other stuffed animals while Spencer arranged Pengi in the middle.

"Uh Huh."

"Well, I guess you can see who visited last night."

Spencer gave his penguin one last hug before he turned to the sack of presents next to the tree. He gaped at it for a moment. His name was on the colourful sack in bold white letters, as well as on a stocking close by. One said Spencer, the other two said Dave and Penelope.

"Go ahead, kiddo, it's yours."

"Weally?"

Garcia got up then and took Spencer's hand, guiding him over to the presents. "Shall we bring it over?"

"I tan do it," Spencer said stubbornly. He grabbed the drawstring and pulled hard but the presents only moved an inch and Dave felt a laugh stir and had to restrain himself.

"Let Penelope help you. It's too heavy for just you, Spencer."

Spencer huffed as he gave it one last tug but he realised his dad was right and he held the strong out to Penelope.

Penelope gave in a hard tug and raised her eyebrows. "Wow, someone must have been a very good boy this year. Santa's got you lots and lots, Spencer." Spencer was fidgeting eagerly as she manoevered the sack.

She finally pulled the sack in front of the couch. She pushed it at an angle so Spencer could get at it while sat cross-legged on the floor.

"Go ahead, buddy, see what Santa got you."

Spencer had never been visited by this elusive Father Christmas that everyone spoke of but he seemed like a very special man. Spencer contemplated this as he unwrapped his last few presents from said jolly man. He was surrounded by new toys. Play-doh, Lego's, books and books and more books, and three new stuffed toys. One was a small fluffy duck, the other a pillow with Doctor Who on and then a tardis plush. These were just some among his seemingly endless number of toys all of which Spencer studied carefully, an amazed smile on his grateful little face.

When he unwrapped the last present- a jumper with Scooby Doo on- Spencer beamed up at Dave.

"How do I say fant you to Santa, daddy?" he asked. Rossi placed his empty mug between his legs and rubbed his goatee while Spencer watched him with infatuation.

"You could send him a letter."

"Lite da won I sent as'ing fow pwesents?"

"Yes, but in this one, we can say thank you."

Spencer nodded eagerly and he dove off to the side to retrieve a colouring book and one of his new felt tips.

"I do it now," Spencer insisted, lying flat on his chest and sticking his tongue out as he gripped the pen awkwardly.

As he wrote scribbles, Garcia leaned over and offered her hand up. Dave high-fived her and they went back to watching Spencer scrawl with matching grins.

"Spencer."

The boy looked up from his letter.

"Yes, Daddy?"

Rossi got up slowly and motioned for Spencer to follow him. Spencer clambered to his feet and took Dave's hand.

"I got you a Christmas present too," he said. Spencer opened his eyes wider as he glanced around. "Over here, kiddo." Dave put his hand on a big box, wrapped in snowflake paper.

Spencer stared at it for a moment as Dave watched him proudly. It was huge, Spencer couldn't believe it. He pointed to the present then to himself.

"Mine?" he asked.

"Sure is, kiddo. Go on. Open it."

Spencer hesitated before reaching out and pulling the tag open.

"Do you want me to read-" Spencer shook his head. "Okay, you go ahead, buddy."

Spencer squinted at the words.

To Spencer,

Merry Christmas

Lots of love, Mommy and Daddy xx

Spencer gasped at the tag and then at his father.

"Fwom daddy and mommy?"

Dave nodded and took Spencer's hands in his. He knelt down so he was nearly eye level with Spencer. The toddler looked back at his father with such innocence that the older man just couldn't help but smile.

"You know if mommy was here she'd of gotten you a present, but... because she's not, well, mommy and I will just share presents to you."

Spencer looked back at the present and nodded.

"That means that mommy is always with us, sweetheart. Now you open it up."

Spencer looked at his father thoughtfully for a moment before he reached up and ripped the paper.

"Daddy, help," he insisted. They both started to strip off the paper until they stood in front of a big cardboard box.

"Look, Spencer, look at the picture," Garcia said excitedly.

"Swing!?" Spencer gasped.

"Yea, just for you!"

The picture showed a double swing, the seats were interchangeable from ones with harnesses to just the normal seats.

Spencer grabbed Dave's hand and started bouncing again, his pyjama bottoms bunching up at his feet.

"Tan daddy open it?"

"Uh... well." Dave rubbed the back of his neck and glanced out of the window. It was a frosty day.

"Tan we? P'es!"

"Spencer, why don't you finish your letter to Santa? It's too cold for daddy to set up the swing now."

"Oh... Otay." Spencer stopped bouncing and looked a little crestfallen. "When daddy does it, Tan I go in it?"

Dave nodded quickly, taking his hand from his neck and patting the box.

"You'll be the first on it, kiddo."

"Fants you, Daddy!" Spencer fell into Dave and wrapped his arms around Dave, nuzzling his face against Dave's bed shirt.

"You're welcome, kiddo."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"And opie."

Dave chuckled. "Can't forget her, buddy."


After playing for an hour, Dave and Spencer were made to nap by Garcia who promised to keep an eye on the turkey. By the time Dave woke up Penelope had set the table with cute little place names, napkins, and crackers arranged with each plate. Spencer had helped decorate some of the place names, which could be easily identified by the copious amounts of glitter sprinkled over them.

"What is that?"

Garcia turned and grinned when she saw Dave staring at the Christmas jumpers she'd laid on the kitchen counter. They were both the classic patterns, the first being reindeer's, then Christmas trees, presents and bells. It was predominately red with some blues, greens, and whites thrown in.

"Your Christmas jumpers. I got you and Spencer matching ones."

Dave lifted the smaller one and smiled.

"I'm not wearing it," Rossi said indignantly.

Garcia raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Not even for Spencer?"

"You're not getting me in it, Penelope."

Not even an hour later, Rossi, had his arms crossed over the jumper, a thunderous look on his face.

"You look wonderful," Penelope enthused, beaming at him and Spencer who was making something out of his Lego.

"Don't start," he muttered. Spencer looked over, wearing his tiny matching jumper.

"I lite it, daddy."

Rossi sighed heavily and dropped his arms. He smiled at Spencer. "Of course you do, kiddo," he mumbled with a huff.


Aaron and Jack got there first. By that time Dave had moved all of Spencer's toys to his playroom (or what would soon be his new playroom considering how his room was starting to become overrun by toys,) Spencer had a few things still out but he seemed content with just his Lego's at that point.

Penelope let Aaron in, pulling him into a hug and complimenting his Christmas tie.

"Jat!" Spencer ran around the corner and straight into Jack who was laughing as he lifted the younger boy off his feet. Spencer pulled away, hopping from one foot to the other, a broad smile on his small face.

"Jat, Jat! Santa tame last night! Did he tome see you too!?"

"Yea! I got loads of cool toys."

"Me too!"

"My dad got me this awesome new watch, look." Jack pulled up the sleeve on his jumper and revealed a nice looking digital watch. Spencer gasped and nodded. "What did your daddy get you?"

Spencer grabbed Jack's hand and tugged him into the living room. Aaron watched them with a smile as he heard Jack exclaim "awesome!"

"I take it he liked it then?" he asked looking up at Dave.

"Yea, thanks for the idea." Dave stepped forward and seized Aaron's face, kissing both his cheeks. Aaron was so startled he nearly dropped the stack of presents in his arms.

Penelope giggled as her boss composed himself again. "No problem," he muttered. He chuckled and motioned to the presents. "Where can-"

"Oh, under the tree in the front room. We're doing presents after lunch."


JJ, Will, Henry, and Michael arrived as Dave and Aaron were putting the finishing touches on the laid table. Spencer and Jack were driving Lego cars around the floor, getting in the way of Aaron and Dave as they carried glasses to the dining room.

"Jack!" Aaron grumbled as he dodged the boy.

"Sorry! Wait up, Spencer! I think Henry and Michael are here!"

Jack caught up to Spencer where he was gaping at the tree. Jack paused and stared too.

"Woah."

JJ glanced up from where she was leaving her presents. "Not until after lunch, boys," she warned.

Jack pouted. "Can't we just look at the labels?" He was eying the biggest present, praying his name was in that particular label. JJ just rolled her eyes and went to the kitchen.

Michael was stood proudly by the tree, a smug grin on his face. "I know who's got the biggest," he boasted.

Jack cocked an eyebrow and shot forward, skidding to a stop by the big rectangular present and grabbing the tag.

"Hey!" Michael whined. He hurried forward and tried to stop Jack. Henry, on the other hand, was busy sneaking looks at the other presents under the tree.

"Aw! It's to Hank!" Jack grumbled.

"I know what it is though."

"Shhhh, Michael. You're not allowed to say remember!?"

There was a knock at the door and Spencer, who had merely been observing the boys' strange competition for the biggest present, nearly tripped over trying to get to it. Dave let Emily in and Spencer lunged forward, his arms flinging around her legs.

"Auntie Emiwy! It's cwistmas!"

Emily laughed and shifted the two bags of presents she held to one hand so as to wrap an arm around Spencer.

"It sure is, handsome."

Spencer released her and looked up with a quizzical look about him. "Did Santa tome see you too?" He asked.

Rossi chuckled and shut the door behind them. "There's a glass of wine for you when you've finished explaining," he said, smirking as he went back to the kitchen.

Emily shook her head his way and glanced back at Spencer.

"He only visits children."

"Why?"

"Because... well... adults are too big for toys."

"Oh." Spencer frowned thoughtfully and tilted his head to one side, reminding Emily of when Sergio would watch her unpack groceries. "But untle beaw lites my toys."

"Well, uncle Derek is still a 'kid' too, buddy."

Spencer decided that was a good enough answer because he ran off to help the boys put Mudgie in a pair of reindeer antlers.

Emily rolled her eyes, so easily distracted, she thought and dropped her bags by the tree. She didn't bother unpacking. She took her place and her glass of wine with the adults.

The boys were more than happy to unpack her presents for her.

The poor Labrador, finally free from small fingers, trudged into the kitchen and laid his head on Dave's knee. Rossi burst out laughing at the sight of the grumpy dog.

"Oh, What have they done to you, boy?"

Mudgie parked his backside on the ground and raised a paw to his head, scratching at the reindeer headband. Dave took pity on him and pulled them off. Mudgie's tail started beating on the floor as he leaned into Dave's petting.

"They're a bunch of menaces, Mudgie," Aaron said with a laugh. He glanced in the direction of the boys and raised his eyebrows as he sipped his wine. "Looks like they're wreaking havoc now." Aaron nodded his head in the direction of the kids who were rifling through Emily's bag. JJ looked around and huffed.

"Boys!"

Michael looked up suddenly and he hid a present behind his back.

"We're just putting them under the tree, mommy!"

Spencer dropped the small present he was holding when JJ marched over. He sucked in his bottom lip as his cheeks grew red. JJ pulled Henry and Michael away from the tree.

"Lunch is almost ready, go to Spencer's room to play and let auntie Emily put away her own presents."

Spencer retrieved the squishy package and carefully placed it back in Emily's bag. JJ smiled at him and carded a hand through his hair.

"It's okay, Spencer. Go show your cousins all the new toys you got."


It wasn't long before Hank bolted into Spencer's room on a new scooter.

There were yells from the hall of "Hank, not in the house!" And "what did I say, young man!"

Hank pretended not to hear and hopped off the four-wheeled scooter. "Look what I got!" he cried to the gaping boys. "Mommy and daddy got it me! Cool right!?"

"Awesome, can I have a go?"

"I dunno, Mikey, daddy said it was made especially for me."

"Well, my mommy and daddy got me a Nintendo," Michael said, sticking out his tongue.

Hank held his scooter a little apprehensively. "Really?"

Spencer looked up from his, Jack, and Henry's dinosaur invasion and he frowned at the scooter.

It looked a little too dangerous for his liking. He'd just stick to his Lego's and dinosaurs.

"Yep, and Henry got one too! But his is blue, mine is white."

Hank was about to question him when Morgan walked in. He gently pried the scooter from Hank.

"Daddy!" Hank whined, stomping his feet on the spot and making grabby motions for the scooter.

"Not inside, kid, we already talked about this. Now come on, food's ready."

Hank brushed past his father as he grumbled about it being unfair.

Morgan offered his hand to Spencer who took it with a happy smile and pulled him to the dining room, the scooter left in the entrance hall on their way by.


After a big lunch, with plenty of leftovers for that night, Rossi pulled Spencer from his high chair and hiked him up into his arms and motioned everyone into the front room. Jack and Henry slid from their seats eagerly, having had waited impatiently for the young kids to finish their food.

They all got seated. The boys sat on the floor, including Garcia who had a lap full of Spencer.

"I'm going first," Garcia said, shifting with Spencer so they were beside the tree. "Can you help me, pumpkin?"

Spencer bent his head back and nodded at Penelope.

"Okay, all the ones with glitter wrapping are mine. I'll pull them out and I need you to give them to everyone, okay?"

"I help too?" Hank asked, reaching under the tree to help pull out the white glittery presents.

"Alright. That one's for your daddy and mommy, Hank."

Hank obediently took the gift to his parents. "It's for you," he said.

"This one is for auntie JJ and, that's... that's uncle Will's," Garcia said, handing Spencer the two presents. Spencer looked down at them nervously and Garcia pointed to JJ and Will.

He handed the presents over carefully and Will and JJ both thanked him. By the time everyone had their presents Spencer was back in Garcia's lap, a small cluster of presents around him.

"Baby girl, I know it's your thing, but really? This glitter is everywhere." Morgan tore off the paper and deposited on the floor. He grimaced at the amount of glitter sprinkling onto the carpet.

"Don't worry, she's already promised to vacuum," Rossi called as he pulled a bottle of scotch from the glittery remains.

It wasn't long before all the presents had been opened and 'thank you's were being exchanged across the room. Spencer was the most grateful little soul, examining each tag and present with ardor before hurrying over and hugging each present giver.

After presents the kids thrust their new toys in their parents' hands, begging for them to be opened. Batteries were ripped from packages and Will, Aaron, and Morgan took charge in unscrewing the tiny screws from the backs of the toys to plug in the batteries.

Hank and Spencer were just playing with their stuffed animals, although Hank did get his new car fixed with batteries, it lay forgotten as he challenged Spencer's kangaroo from Garcia to a sword fight against his lion. Penelope had gotten the boys each a stuffed animal and several items of clothes. Jack, Henry, and Hank had pushed the clothes aside while Michael had put on his new shirt on over his other one and paraded around for his parents to see and Spencer had rubbed the soft new pyjamas over his face.

The sky had started to darken outside and Dave put on a film to keep the kids quiet whilst the adults had a chance to talk. They were all staying over that night. Hank would take Spencer bed, Spencer would be in with Rossi and Emily with Penelope and everyone else already claimed the other guest rooms.

Dave sipped his wine as the old Christmas film played for the kids (and Morgan, who was lost on their conversation, concentrating deeply on 'Muppet's Christmas Carol.')

Spencer and Hank were still sat together on the armchair, surrounded by old and new stuffed animals. Both boys had fallen asleep, Spencer's head was resting against Hank's shoulder, his thumb in his mouth while Hank had his head back, mouth open, his little arms twisted up in his new stuffed dragon from Emily, his lion still under his arm.

Rossi shook his head affectionally and leaned back to watch the film while the others laughed about their mornings.

As he sat there Dave realised how different his life was from a year before. As he realised that he also knew that he wouldn't change it for the world.


Last chapter of little Spencer :( well, technically he's only three in the next chapter, but still, two-year-old Spencer timeline is now finished.

Thanks for reading, I hope you guys will continue as this story progresses. There will still be a lot more chapters, 15 Maybe, to go, so it's not over yet, I've had some of these aged up chapters waiting since last April.

Please review. Did you enjoy the penultimate two-year-old Spencer chapter? Also, what's your favourite Christmas film? As you can tell, mine is the muppets Christmas carol, I've watched it since I was probably Spencer's age ;)

I may end up returning to this chapter. I feel like I could've done so much more but just didn't have the time. If I ever do update it I'll be sure to let you all know.

Thanks again, see you next Wednesday!