Thanks for all of the ideas. Especially .169, mirrorsparkles1234 and jacnaylor. I might not be used your ideas in this chapter but I will do soon (and I may not be using all of your ideas, just bits and pieces) but thank you :)

5pm
Jac and Jonny had taken their own cars in the morning because Jac wanted to get some work done whilst Jonny looked after Emma for a while.

Jac had gone to pick up Emma from school whilst Jonny took Max with him to to shops to get a few things to break the news about celebrating christmas to Emma. Jonny had asked Jac to take Emma swimming after school which she didn't have a problem with because she could burn more calories and spend time with her daughter. Jac had quickly packed both of them a bag and left to pick her up.

Jonny meanwhile had taken Max, put him in the baby seat facing him on the trolley.

6pm
"We're home." Jac announced as Emma dropped her swimming bag by the door and ran in shouting "Daddy!" Jac bent down and picked up Emma's bag, they both still she wet hair, but she stopped when she smelt the unmistakable warm smell of cinnamon. The house was nice and warm compared to the weather outside due to the heating.

Jac entered the living room to find Jonny in his knees hugging Emma. Behind them was a christmas tree as tall as the ceiling with no decorations on, and on the fireplace were three advent calendars. One was Malteasers for Jac, one was cadburys for Jonny and the third, in the middle, was a hello kitty one for Emma.

Jac leant in the doorway and smirked at Jonny who was still hugging Emma tightly.
"Right, come on. This tree isn't going to decorate itself." Jonny stated as he let go of Emma and pulled the blanket off of the sofa to reveal new boxes of red and silver tinsel, baubles and other decorations including a star. Red and silver would match the cream carpet and red sofa. The sweet cinnamon smell was coming from two red candles burning on the coffee table.

"But I thought we couldn't celebrate christmas because it don't believe in god." Emma said innocently.
"Well I found out today, that you don't need to be religious to celebrate christmas." Jonny lied so Emma didn't ask questions about the real reason.
"Can I do it now?" Emma asked as she picked up the tinsel.
"Yep, but hurry up. The quicker you do this, the faster you can have dinner." Jonny stated as he hoped that Emma wouldn't take an hour.

Emma slid onto her knees and began ripping the packaging off of the baubles.
"Come on, join in." Jonny said as he held his hand out. Jac smiled and took his hand as they both crouched down next to Emma.

Fifteen minutes later...
After having an argument about a tree not being able to last for a month until christmas and Jonny stating that it was a fake tree (but he didn't tell Emma that.) they had nearly done. Emma stood with the silver star in her hand and Jonny picked her up and lifted her towards the top.

Emma placed the star on the top of the tree and Jonny gently put her down on the floor.
"Right, would you like to do the honours?" Jonny asked Jac as he pointed towards the switch for the lights. Jac carefully bent down and flicked the switch. The white lights were fading on and off slowly and they illuminated the whole room as well as the two cinnamon scented candles.

"Come here." Jonny said to Emma and Jac. Jonny lifted Emma up and balanced her on his hip as the three of them hugged for a long minute.
"What's for dinner?" Emma asked as Jonny put her back on her own feet again.
"I've made roasted chicken with vegetables and new potatoes." Jonny stated.
"What and the kitchen isn't on fire? Blimey." Jac joked as her and Emma sat at the dining table and Jonny headed for the kitchen to serve dinner.

By 7pm, Jac, Emma and Jonny were sitting on the sofa. Emma had a pencil and paper and she was writing her christmas list with the help of her prints so that they could say that Santa couldn't bring something as big as a horse or the elves can't make something as complex as that necklace that she had seen on a TV advert (which was nearly £100. They could easily afford it they just knew that Emma wouldn't wear it more than once.)

Suddenly, gurgling broke out on the baby monitor Jac knew that this was how it started; cute little babbling noises which would soon erupt into a full blown crying tantrum. She also knew what he was after: breast milk. Whilst Jonny stayed with Emma, Jac got up and went up to her bedroom, which was where Max had been sleeping for his first few months of life so that they were closer to him in the night to check on him.

"Sshhh." Jac whispered repeatedly as she picked up Max and cradled him in her arms. Jac grabbed a baby blue muslin cloth and headed downstairs so she could join her husband and daughter again. The screamed stopped as soon he was in his mothers arms but the way that he was puckering his lips told Jac that if he did get fed, he wouldn't be quiet for long.

Jac was sitting next to Emma and Jonny was the other side of her on the sofa. Emma had finished her list (which was an A4 page long with two columns) with Jonny so Jac settled down to feed Max. Jac and Jonny were happy to let Emma have a long list this year to make up for all of the previous Christmases that she had missed. And they could easily afford all the gifts that she wanted with Jac's wages so it wasn't a problem. Once Max was happily being fed whilst cuddling his muslin cloth, Emma asked a question:
"Daddy, where's my nans and grandads?" Emma asked. Jac's head shot up and she and Jonny shared a sympathetic look for one another. Emma obviously asked Jonny because Jac was busy breastfeeding Max.
"Why do you ask that?" Jonny asked as he tried to put on a smile.
"Because everyone at school was talking about their family coming round. They said both their Nans and Grandads come round every year for christmas and they stay over for a few days." Emma explained.

"Right well. You don't have any, because all four of your grandparents... They died before you were born." Jonny lied. In a way, with his parents, it was true. But not for Jac's parents. She didn't know where here dad had gone after he left her mum, and she knew her mum was probably still alive after the kidney she gave her. But Jonny knew Jac so well, that he knew it wouldn't upset her to say that they were dead.

"Oh. When?" Emma asked. Jonny knew she was too young to understand that the topic was upsetting for them, himself more than Jac.
"When we we're little. We were both 12." Jonny stated. It was twelve when both of them were put into care, when their parents departed in one way or another. But for Jonny, it only lasted three years because once Rosie, his older sister, finished university and got a stable job as a midwife, Jonny was looked after by Rosie because she was earning enough money to support them and she was lucky enough to get the hours 8:30am-3pm so she could drop of and pick Jonny up from school.

"But who looked after you?" Emma asked worriedly.
"Well after my sister got a job, she looked after me." Jonny stated.
"Who? Rosie? The one who got me hermione's wand?" Emma asked as she smiled. 5 months on and she still played with it most days.
"Yeah that's her." Jonny replied.
"But what about you?" Emma asked as she looked at Jac.
"I was put into a care home. You know where we've taken you to work before and we call social services to come and look after children?" Jac asked.
"Yes."
"Well they came to look after me and I was put into a home with other children." Jac stated. She was successfully managing to hold her tears back.
"Oh." Was all Emma could reply. As she did, Max had finished and Jac pulled her shirt back up and wiped Max's mouth with the cloth.

"I think it's bed time for you two." Jonny stated as Jac stood up with Max in his arms. "But it's mummy's turn to tuck you in so I'll take my little man." Jonny joked as Jac handed him Max.

"Night night." Jac whispered as she pecked Emma on the forehead who was tucked in under her pink duvet.
"Mummy?"
"Yes sweetheart."
"Can you get me some more pads please?" Emma mumbled.
"Daddy went shopping today, why didn't you ask him?" Jac asked, she had been trying to get Emma to see that Jonny could deal with these sorts of things as well as her. Emma shrugged and fidgeted under her bedcover.
"I'll get some tomorrow. Go to sleep now." Jac said quietly as she turned off the light and headed down stairs.

Jonny had already settled down Max in his cot and Jac sat next to him on the sofa.
"Right, what will you be asking Santa for?" Jonny joked. But he really wanted to know what Jac wanted for christmas.
"Haha." Jac replied sarcastically.
"Fine, aren't you going to ask me what I want for christmas?" Jonny whined quietly so he didn't disturb his children upstairs.
"No, I already know what I'm going to get you." Jac replied.
"Can you give me a hint?" Jonny pleaded.
"It costs money." Jac replied as she got up to clean the kitchen. She said this to discard any of Jonny's ideas about a sexual fireworks display. They hadn't had sex since before the baby was born because it had only been four weeks since Jac had had her uterus removed and she wasn't supposed to have sex for at least 6-8 weeks. Though just because they didn't have sex didn't mean they weren't still intimate; they still cuddled on the sofa and snuggled up to each other in bed to keep warm.

Jac had left Jonny wondering what she was going to get him for christmas. He knew he was really a big kid but he couldn't help it. This was going to be the first proper christmas he had had in decades and if this christmas was going to be anywhere near as good as the last one he remembered with his parents, it would be amazing.

I bet you can't (well you probably can) guess what Jac's going to get Jonny for christmas. If you do the final chapter will be dedicated to you, please review :) (Ps, the final chapter will not be the last one so I might say if someone got it right or not, but I won't say who until the final chapter.

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