Christmas Eve (2012) Sam POV….

Christmas Eve night is finally here, and we're attempting to get two very rowdy kids in bed. We tuck Alex in and Jay sets down bedside his 'big boy bed' and Faith stands in the middle of the room. I'm setting in a chair, with Ally and Amy on either side of me. I look over to see Jay resting her chin on her hands setting Indian Style. I can't help but laugh as Faith clears her throat. We started this Jay's very first Christmas, it's tradition.

"Twas the night before Christmas," Faith begins her voice very low and husky. "And all throw the house was the smell of pumpkin pie."

"That's not right Momma!" Jay squeals in delight as Alex laughs.

"Hmmm…" Faith pretends to think about, "Got it," She says nodding, "Twas the night before Christmas and all threw the house, you could hear the two mommies…"

Amy clears her throat and raises an eye brow, "Not the right story Faith."

Faith gives us a dimpled smile and we laugh. She turns back to the kids.

"Twas the night before Christmas," She says barely above a whisper leaning in closer, and they know this is the real thing. At least our version. "And all throw the house, not a creature was stirring, not even the mouse. The little children were tucked in bed tight, dreaming of candy and sweeties, and dollies and little toy trucks."

"And baby sisters!" Alex pipes in.

Faith smiles, "And baby sisters," she looks over and winks at me, "And puppies and kiddies and playing with all their toys. But a noise on the roof started poor ole Jetheroy, and he woke with a start. Jumping outta bed forgetting to put any clothes on. He rushed to the living room just in time to see a tiny man appear. Now ole Jetheroy wasn't the smartest of people so he had a fire going. So jolly old Santa Clause landed smack dab in the middle of this fire. And he jumps out of it," Faith gives a little hop, "And he's a scream, 'I'm on fire I'm on fire, who the heck would light a fire?!' and ole Jetheroy he's awatchen. Anyways, good old Santa, he's trying to pat is butt out, 'cause it was a burnen." And yes, she's turning around in circles patting her ass to amuse our children and it's just adorable and makes me smile. "So anyways, Santa finally got is butt put out, and he left all the presents and he went back up to the roof, using the door this time, and he climbed in this slay, and said…"

I stand up and move closer, she wraps her arm around my waste and together we say,

"On Dasher and Dancer, Pracer and Viction, Comet and Cupid, Donner and Blitson,"

I lean down and kiss Alex on the forehead, then Jay, "And Rodolph lead the night. Marry Christmas to all, all to all a good night." I whisper. Alex is drifting and Jay's eyes are heavy.

"Go to bed baby girl, okay?" I say as she stands up and hugs me.

"I love you Mom." Jay says she pulls back and kisses my stomach, "Goodnight baby."

I smile as Faith gives her hugs and kisses and she goes into her own room. I wrap my arm around Faith and allow her to lead me out of the room. Followed quickly by Amy and Alison who shuts Alex's door and turns off Jay's light. She's too big to be tucked in by us, but she likes for Alison to turn off her light.

We all go into the living room and turn on a movie, 'The Grentch That Stole Christmas' the original version first, then the animated one that came out a few years ago. Amy and Alison fall asleep about half way through the second one, it is almost midnight after all. But Faith and me are still awake.

I'm snuggled up to her, I'm setting between her legs and she's holding me from behind. I lean my head back against her shoulder. I love setting like this, it reminds me so much of the bus ride after the battle with the First. I used her as a cushion.

She kisses my neck lightly, "You okay?" She asks against my skin and I shiver.

"Yeah, just thinking."

"Mmm," she says kissing my ear, "Want to share those thoughts?"

"I was just thinking how good it feels to be wrapped up in your arms."

She smiles against my neck, "Do you remember when I was pregnant with Alex and I wouldn't let you touch me?"

I tense up, I do remember that. But I nod my head a little.

"I think I know what was wrong. It wasn't that I didn't want to be touched, it was that I was afraid you would pull back."

I frown a little, usually she's not so…open I guess. I hear her sigh a little and can't help but think that maybe she's been thinking this for a while.

"You see," she says and pauses, "I was so scared I was going to fuck up. And if I fucked up while he was inside me, I didn't want you blaming yourself."

"Faith," I say gently, "That was nearly five years ago Baby."

"I know Sammy, but I can't help but think about it. With you being pregnant, and another little girl on the way. I can't wait to meet her, and hold her, but I gotta say I'm still a little scared."

I laugh, not really because it's funny but because it's how I feel. "Me too," I say finally. "I understood about being pregnant, because I was before, but like, I didn't get it, until the doctor done the ultrasound." I sighs, "And because we chose this, I can't just say 'oh well it was a surprise'. I don't ever want Jay and Alex to feel like we don't love them, or we love them less or anything, but we chose this baby Faith. We're bringing her into the world under conscious decision."

Faith nods her head against my shoulder. "But I think that it's a good and awesome thing."

I bite my bottom lip looking over at the two girls sleeping on the couch, "We chose them too." I say.

Faith looks over toward them and smiles, "I never figured myself as a role model, little lone a Momma, but I gotta say Sammy, I really like this life. No, that's not true, I love this life. I'd do anything for you and the kids, all of our kids."

I lean more into her and close my eyes as the baby kicks, "She's kicking, and it hurts a little." I sound whiny and I can't help it. She is kicking and it does hurt. I turn sideways and burry my face in Faith's cleavage.

She rubs my back gently stroking my hair. We found out last week that the baby is for sure a girl. I'm five months so, I'm pretty big a this point. I'm bigger then I was with Jay. And I don't like it one bit. Then again, it's wonderful to feel your child growing inside you.

I yawn a little and snuggle closer, Faith still has to put Alex's bike together, and there's still a couple small things to wrap. Usually we stay up late with a glass of wine, but since I'm pregnant she said she's not going to drink. I done that when she was pregnant with Alex too.

I hope she likes what I got her. I got her a little necklace that says 'Momma' and a new pair of lather pants, oh and a couple things the kids won't be seeing. I also got her a watch since Bryan kinda flushed hers down the toilet the last time we baby set him.

I can't help but chuckle at the look on his face when he looked up and saw me standing there. He looks back into the toilet and says 'uh oh'. He's sooo cute. But he takes a lot after Ken, he's all boy. Loves playing in the dirt, and mud. Which I think is pretty much all little kids.

Anyways, we're giving Jay her very first Stake this Christmas. It's really nice, carved out of in the handle is 'Jaden'. Faith carved it herself. She's so proud of it. I know Jay will be excited, we've decided that she can patrol with us ounce the baby is old enough and we can go out together again. I don't want her to go with just Faith, not that Faith can't protect her I just donno, I want to be there to watch my baby patrol. I was the same way with Allison.

We got her a jewelry box too, and Allison got her a diary. We wanted to get her a laptop but we didn't think it was really appropriate for a kid her age. We did get Amy one, and we got Allison a really cool stereo system.

Faith fell in love with Amy's laptop, so much so that I snuck off and got her one. That's the other big thing I got her. I wonder what she got me? I haven't shook any of the presents cause then the kids want to shake them and I'm afraid they'll break something.

Finally Faith sighs and kisses the top of my head. "I gotta get that bike together." She says reluctantly. I nod my head a little, sigh, and set up.

She leans in and kisses me, but pulls back when I try and deepen it. The little tease. But she knows better then to get me worked up, cause if I get worked up then either I'll pout till I get some or there won't be any stopping. Slowly she gets up and gets the bike stuff. She sets down cross legged on the floor and begins to assemble the bike.

I set up watching her for a few minutes, then get up and wake up the girls. I want them to get into their beds, so they'll be more comfortable. Ounce they are heading for the bed, I go to the bedroom and pull out my PJ's. Since I've been pregnant I've been sleeping in boxers and a spaghetti strap that shows off the belly. It's not that I like it really, but Faith loves my belly, and I won't deny her by hiding it when we're here at home. Besides it's kinda hot in here and I'm not really wanting to be wrapped up in flannels.

Anyways, I get into PJ's and I head back into the living room. Faith almost has the bike assembled as she turns to look at me. She has the 'my God you're sexy' look on her face. It's not the same a desire, I mean I know she wants me. That's always there, but this look is just different. I'm not exactly sure how to explain it. It's more a look of admiration, and it's grown a lot more since I've been pregnant. Her eyes wonder over me, from top to bottom. Pausing on my ever expanding belly.

I set down on the couch and her eyes follow me. I set down on the couch and stretch my legs out. Slowly I lean my head back rubbing my stomach. It feels so good to just relax. Close my eyes and not worry about anything. It feels so good to have my family gathered around me. And this little life growing and kicking inside me. I close my eyes for a second.

I'm setting by a Christmas tree, Faith beside me in a Santa hat. My eyes wonder over the kids, Jay is setting closest to me. She looks like she's about sixteen years old. Her brunette curls are pulls back off her face, in that sorta half up half down way. She's dressed in a big baggie t-shirt. She's tall and thin and tanned. Basically a young version of Faith.

Right beside her is Alex, who' s twelve. He's playing a play station and concentrating very hard. I can't help but laugh at the look on his face. If he bites his bottom lip any harder he's gonna draw blood. He's dressed in boxers and a t-shirt.

Beside him is a beautiful little girl, about seven. She's got soft brunette hair bouncing around her shoulders. She's playing a little doll, in a bassinet. She must feel my eyes on her, because she looks up. I'm amazed by the beautiful, bright, shining grey blue hue. Her skin looks so soft.

I hear a baby cackle in the background and turn to see Amy holding a baby that looks to be about six months old. She's bouncing him up and down a little making silly faces at him. I can't help but smile. There's a young man setting at her side, with dark black hair and bright green eyes. The baby has Amy's red hair, although it's a little lighter then hers. It's dressed in yellow so I can't tell if it's a he or a she.

My eyes go to the door, when I hear somebody coming threw it. Allison is bringing a bunch of packages from the kitchen, smiling ear to ear. Her blonde hair is cut shortish, and she's dressed in a beautiful flowing purple dress.

"Babe come to bed," I hear Faith's voice and feel her gently shaking me. I don't want to go to bed, I want to stay here with my kids.

Slowly my eyes flutter open and Faith is kneeling before me shaking me. I smile at her sleepily.

"She's so beautiful Faith," I whisper, and she looks at me a little funny. So I move my hand and put it on my stomach, "She's beautiful."

Faith smiles slightly and leans in and kisses me…..

Faith POV…..

I love Christmas. It's the one day that I'm not worried about anything. I love seeing the kids running toward the tree, and ripping open the gifts. But we make them wait until we have breakfast. Which is what we're doing right know. I got up early, even after going to bed past one, and started breakfast. We got bacon, scrambled eggs, sausage, pancakes, hash browns, ham, bisects, and gravy along with the typical jelly and jam and butter. I look sideways at Sam and she's got her plate piled up. I can't help but laugh, it looks like we're feeding a small army. But I can't fault her, she's pregnant and the baby demands food.

She's gained a little wait, and I just love feeling her tummy. Oh my God did I just say 'tummy'? I've really turned into a softy, and oddly I'm okay with that fact. Anyways, the fact that my child is growing inside her is the best feeling. I love watching it grow, and talking to the baby and telling her all the cool stuff we'll show with her when she's old enough. And how her big sister is going to dress her up and her big brother is going to protect her.

But anyways, it's Christmas and I couldn't be happier! One reason I love Christmas is because I get to spoil my kids. That's the best feeling in the world. To see the delight on their faces when they get exactly what they've asked for. We don't buy them everything they ask for, but we buy most of it. And that, my friends, is just the way Christmas should me. I don't want my kids to ever know the Christmas's that I had when I was younger.

Basically I didn't have Christmas until my first Christmas is Sunnydale. I mean sure they done shit at school, but like my Mom was always to wasted to really celebrate it. And whoever the guy of the week, sometimes day, was would usually be off in her bedroom with her fucking. Which meant that I entertained myself. I would set for hours and dream about what would be like to have a real family to have a real Christmas. One where the parents are happy, and they tell stories and there's laughter.

I didn't get that in Sunnydale really, but B's Mom made me feel at home that one Christmas. See I went to B's cause I didn't really know what else to do. I mean I hadn't been there but a coupla months, and it wasn't like I really wanted to go fuck some random guy. And B had invited me.

So anyways, I go over and like right after I get there B's forced to leave. So I'm left there with Mrs. S and Brat. Brat's all following me around and shit, but I was cool with it. Anyways, so Mrs. S sets me down with hot chocolate and starts talking. Asken about my family and shit, but don't really answer. But then she gets this little smile on her face and says that I just have to help decorate the tree. Now this was something new, I'd never done it before. But I was big bass ass know it all Faith, and wasn't going to tell them that. I wasn't going to tell them that I enjoyed it either. But I did, and ever since that day, I've wanted that Christmas. And finally I have it.

Okay time to stop reminiscing cause it's kinda bringing down the good cheer. Lets see, oh I'll tell you what I got for Sam! She's so going to love this. I got her this mothers ring, that has all the kids, even Amy and Allison's birth stone on it. I hope it will fit, cause her fingers are swelled, but I got her a chain just incase. She's not the really girly type who has to have jewelry, but every ounce in a while.

So far this pregnancy has been pretty good, she's had pretty bad morning sickness in the beginning but she hasn't been as hormonal. Which I think God for cause the kids just wouldn't get that. But she has her moments too. Like the other day, I was setting with my feet on the coffee table and she got a little huffy, told me to take them off. So I do what I always do and rolled my eyes. Well, I didn't realize that she was doing the mood swingy thing, cause they're all sneaky and shit like that. Anyways she runs off to the bedroom crying.

Then there was the little thing about her stomach. She's self conscious I get that, but I wasn't thinking. So I wrap my arms around her and nuzzle her neck and say 'you're really starting to show' so she thinks that I'm saying she's fat. I wasn't, I love her belly. It's round and perfect and I just love it. I love everything about her. The way her hair flows around her shoulders, her perfectly plump lips, her bright blue grey eyes, and her delicate little nose.

But today is about the kids. I turn my attention to Alex bouncing in his seat and begging to open presents. I laugh, I can't help it. He's just so cute.

"Can I Momma?" He asks still bouncing up and down.

"Wait for us, you gotta slow down a little bit." I say with a laugh. Usually I'm the one bouncing in my seat first, but this Christmas I want to savor it.

"But I'm already done Momma!" Alex kinda whines out.

"Alex please wait okay?" Sam says, and I can't help but look over. She must not be feeling good.

I lean over and kiss her forehead, "You okay?" I ask.

"Yeah," She says and leans into me, "Just tired, and the baby's moving."

I reach over gently and put my hand on her stomach. Sure enough I can feel my baby girl moving.

"I wanna feel it!" Alex says climbing out of his seat.

Sam moves back and lets him put his hand on her stomach. "Wow" his little face gets this really bright look on it and it's really cute to watch. He pulls his hand back and frowns at Sam's stomach. I watch as he leans down and puts his mouth next to her stomach.

"Marry Christmas baby. We're going to open presents soon." He gently kisses Sam's stomach, "I got you something too."

Sam looks up at me, and frowns. I know what he got her, I took all the kids Christmas shopping for her, well everybody but Amy. She went by herself. Anyways, we were walking throw the baby section because it was a shortcut, and Alex stops and he looks at a pack of little pink socks. He looks over at me and says "Momma my baby sister is going to need these I think."

I couldn't resist, so Alex bought the little socks, Jay picked out a little pink dress with this really cute head band, and Allison picked out a little pink rattle with Princess wrote on it.

I smile over at Jay who's finished eating and is talking to Allison about all the things she asked for. Standing up I take Sam's hand pulling her up, "Come on lets go open presents" I say.

Putting my arm around Sam's waste I watch as Jay and Alex rush toward the living room full speed ahead and can't help but marvel at how fast they are.

There's tinsel hanging everywhere. Blue intertwining with red and gold and silver. The tree isn't big this year, just a five foot, but it's big enough. We plugged it in early when I got up, and it's glittering and glowing. We haven't turned to many lights in the house on, 'cause we really don't need them. The Tree lights the room enough, not the mention we've all got Slayer sight. You're probably wondering what time it is, it's eight.

Jay and Alex got up about five, and got me up. But I made them leave Sam alone, she was just sleeping so well. Besides I wanted a little time with them to myself.

I love spending time with just the kids. I never figured myself as the type that would want to take my kids to the park, just 'cause I could. But I do, and let me tell you it's nothing like watching your kids happy healthy running around playing.

But right know, they're opening presents. I set and watch slightly mesmerized by the sight of them being so happy. I hand Sam the ring and she opens it slowly.

"Oh, God Faith!" she squeals, and I look sideways. She's crying, but these are happy tears. I can tell cause she's got that sorta half way in awe smile, and it's really really sexy.

I lean in and kiss her, "I'm really glad you like it."

"It's perfect." She says leaning her forehead against mine.

I smile and kiss her again, "I'm really glad you like it babe."

My daughter, my beautiful daughter, makes a degusted noise. I look over and she rolls her eyes, "You're gonna do the Christmas make out session, so just get it over with."

I can't help but laugh, and through the mass of paper and gifts and everything I get up. I stalk to her and give her a big hug, which quickly turns into my tickling her, and fits of laughter by all of us.

I love Christmas. I love this happy warm content feeling I get.