A/N: Hope you all enjoy Christmas time Vauseman style, this is a huge chapter with a bit of everything (holiday-themed Vauseman smut, domestic Vauseman as mommies, Diane Vause as mom and Nana) and our foursome are off on a four-country family trip...any suggestions for places they should go either as a couple or with Geo in tow are welcome...the next chapter will be in Europe and then it's marriage time!

"Hey, baby, you done yet," a husky voice asked and I startled a bit before I turned from where I was standing finishing helping Santa organize Geo's presents after he left in a hurry because he's a busy man and I'm a woman who appreciates ambition, to see Alex in a form-fitting low-cut red leather mini dress that left nothing to the imagination and black fishnet tights with red glitter and perfect red lips and a Santa hat on her head.

"Damn. If I wasn't, I would be," I stammered as I started feeling the room spinning and the air leaving my lungs as I checked out what I was certain was an apparition before me, "Which ghost are you," I asked once I got close to where she was leaning against the couch and craning her neck. I watched her grin with cockiness and mischievous satisfaction as I salivated at the spot where her neck and shoulder met in a perfect curve.

"I'm Dr. Cl-ause. Here to take care of all the naughty mommies' yuletide fantasies and keep the child psychologists busy in the new year. You know I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus and all that shit. Except in my fantasy, Mommy was grinding on top of Santa asking if she had been bad enough to get whipped like Santa's slowest reindeer."

"Mmm…so naughty. If only I were dressed more appropriately for the situation," I teased as I eyed the velvet bag that she had earlier told me not to touch and I felt between her legs to see exactly what she had in mind.

"You are trying to find out if Dr. Clause has any extra gifts, aren't you, you naughty girl? Now go open the bag and then come sit on Santa's lap. I hope you have something sweeter than cookies for me. Santa's had a lot of cookies, they're all the same at this point. I'm craving something a little less ordinary and you are the most beautiful woman in the world."

"How can you be so sure of that?"

"I've made enough trips around the world on my sleigh but if you think I need to do a little more research, I'd be happy to summon Vixen and the rest of my reindeer and be on my way," Alex teased as I pulled a skimpy see-through red teddy with white faux-fox fur trim and matching silk thong and a holly crown out of the bag as Alex looked on with a look of both hunger and pride. I came back over by the couch and grabbed her wrists hard then pushed my full weight against her and grabbed her lower lip in my teeth, "Like hell you will."

"I don't think you are going to get into that thing. I spent so much time imagining you in it too. But now I need you too much, baby," she whispered as she pushed her fingers into my pajama bottoms and quickly found my clit. I moaned the moment her cold fingers met my warm center and she could tell by my moan what she had done wrong.

She moved her hand from under my pajama bottoms and massaged my breasts gently, "Too cold, babe," she asked as she momentarily broke character and kissed me tenderly.

"Maybe a little. Although, I don't recall the purpose for my tits to be filling in as hand warmers for your ice-cold hands."

"Oh, I know that isn't their sole purpose but they are certainly useful for many wondrous things. Do you want to go upstairs or are you fine with the couch?"

"Stay here. Trying to get to our room means waking Geo and it's the first Christmas where he gets it so if he finds out Santa came, our lives are over for the next few hours."

"Has she?"

"Santa came but his special helper hasn't, first let's deal with Dr. Clause," I kissed her with ferocious hunger and insane passion as she stripped me naked and I pushed up her skirt to reveal that she was completely naked underneath. With no warning, I pushed two fingers inside her tight opening as she barely muffled an earth-shattering scream and bit her lip as it trembled. I kept kissing her harder to keep her quiet as I worked my way inside her and my thumb found her clit. I rubbed in circles, alternating between wide sweeps and more concentrated efforts on to the center of her clit as she became wetter and her walls granted me unfettered entrance to the deepest reaches of her warm cunt.

"At least something on you is warm."

"It gets cold all alone on my sleigh. Maybe I need a sexy woman to keep me warm with her smile."

"Flattery will get you," I slid in another finger and made three rapid thrusts as her body stiffened and she went crazy, "everywhere. You like that, don't you?"

"Mmmm…ummm…Pi-iiii-ppp-uuu-ipppp-eess! Uhuhmmm-uh-uh-uh."

"Show me how much you love when I fuck you hard. You like your empty cunt filled just like a common, ordinary slut. You aren't special, you are like every other woman in the world. You're a gorgeous woman, emphasis on the wo-man. You know, I have a poor little finger who is starting to feel left out. What ever should I do with it?"

"Wha-uhh-ee-eee-rrr wah-ahhh-aa."

"Okay, then. You know my fiancé likes when I do this," I told her in a sultry tone as I let some of her escaping wetness moisten my pinkie before gently pushing my way into her ass as her moans became more guttural and animalistic as my other hand held her tightly and I planted kisses along her cleavage to her collar bone and back again as she rode out her orgasm until she was almost spent and I pulled over just before the aftershocks started. I tore her dress off, pushed her down on the couch, shoved her legs open and got down on my knees and started with a few perfectly aimed licks to her clit as I told her, "Hold your fucking lips open for me, woman. Don't make me fucking do all the work," as my nails dug into her ribs and wandered her body blindly as my tongue concentrated on peeling through her folds until I got to the center and was rewarded with sweetness gushing out of her as she struggled not to scream. We went another round with my tongue on her clit and my fingers thrusting hard and deep before I told her to lay down and I fucked her face until I collapsed from exhaustion.

"Was that better than a cookie decorated by a child?"

"Oh, don't say the word child when your swollen tits are on full display."

"What worried you'll be reminded that you just got dominated by a pregnant chick, by the woman carrying your babies?"

"Mmmm…something like that. It's already three am. How did it get so late?"

"Welcome to motherhood. The older he gets the longer all this takes. I can't believe this is his fourth Christmas, well fifth if you count the one that he was in my belly for but only I seem to count that one."

"It totally counts. To a mother, it counts and we're his both mothers. I wish I had been there for that Christmas. I've heard the story, it sounds terrible."

"My parents were ashamed that their heavily pregnant, unmarried, at the moment single twenty-five-year-old daughter would show up and ruin their standing in Connecticut society so they forbade me from coming home, Larry wanted nothing to do with me and Cal was still too young to truly understand. He cried and begged so many times but I knew I would have only made it worse for him by coming and my parents making a scene. The only person who sent me anything that Christmas was Celeste, well, Cal got himself a little job wrapping gifts at the mall, shoveled snow and bought me and Geo some gifts, well he tried anyway but he was barely twenty and had no clue what babies needed so the stuff he bought for him was a little crazy. Once they realized Geo was a permanent fixture in my life, they came around a little and allowed me at family gatherings again. They still weren't happy about it but at least they could tell their pro-life friends that their daughter had made the difficult choice to parent her son and make the best out of the situation God dealt her. I used to think that was bullshit and the way those people say it, I still do but now I realize if I didn't have him then I wouldn't have you and these two little girls in my belly who don't have to do anything for me to know they are there."

"Are you kidding me? It doesn't matter what choices we made in our lives, we'd still be here, on my couch, in front of a lit-up Christmas tree overflowing with presents on Christmas Eve. You'd probably be pregnant with our twin daughters in that scenario too. But I'm glad we have Geo and that all of our Christmases get to be better than the ones when I was a kid and spent my Christmas Eve and morning with sometimes different babysitters but always at least a babysitter and the first Christmas you spent pregnant."

"I'm glad I can make your Christmas merrier, you old Scrooge."

"I didn't have a reason to celebrate but now I have a partner and we have children, I have a family and it's not Christmas without one. Let's try to creep upstairs and get to bed."

"Just make sure to take the evidence that Santa didn't just eat the cookies and the commotion downstairs had nothing to do with reindeer hooves."

"Next year, we need to convince the kids that the reindeer need a carrot," Alex teased as she gathered up the clothes and sprayed some gingerbread-scented air freshener in the living room. I glared at her, laughed and then shook my head as I slapped her arms and we crept upstairs to get what ended up being more of a three-hour nap when our son woke up before the sun jumping on our bed and screaming excitedly, "It Kiss-Miss! Mommies wake up! He came! He came! Santa came! Mommies! Momma A! Mommy P! It Kiss-Miss! Come on! Wanna pway new toys! Mommies! Mommies! Mommies," until Alex rolled over, groaned and grabbed her glasses as the pair headed downstairs with the promise of making coffee, which meant I got another ten minutes to myself.

I came downstairs when I heard laughter ringing through the apartment from the kitchen and started wondering what my two favorite people were up to so I got out of bed, found my robe and slippers, took my morning heartburn/acid reflux pill, a new symptom that I had figured out if I took a pill early enough would stop it from ever starting. I got downstairs, walked up to the kitchen entryway and was greeted with the sight of Alex and Geo taking marshmallows out of a bag and shoving them in their mouths.

"What are you two doing," I exclaimed sternly with my hands on my hips.

"I tallended Momma! Momma sayed she could get more marmellows in her mouf din me!"

"Who won?"

"Momma twice and me once!"

"Dr. Alex Pearl Vause, how many marshmallows has our son had?"

"Was too busy counting my own," Alex answered with a playful shrug.

"God, you both need adult supervision."

"That's why you're here. I made some coffee for you. I just made regular but I can cut it with decaf."

"Let's see I have a sugared-up partner and son who seem to be at the same maturity level today and that other thing," I told her, subtly referring to the two little girls in my womb, "So I think I need all the help I can get," I responded as I lifted my sticky, hyper toddler into my arms, I would have had better luck herding a feral mother cat but eventually I convinced him to have a kiss battle.

"Did Santa come?"

"Yeah! He bringed me lots! He bringed me a robot dog and skateboard! I asked him and he bringed it! He really bringed it! But Momma sayed I cuddint go into the living room until you waked up."

"Did he eat the cookies?"

"Yeah, and he left a note! Momma read it to me! He knows my name! He told me I was very good dis year! And to be extra helpful to my Mommies next year! To be a big boy and do big boy stuff!"

"Aren't we lucky we have Momma?"

"Yeah," he replied as Alex handed me a cup of coffee and took our son from my arms and carried him on her hip into the living room. She raised her eyebrow and glared at him when he started tearing into his gifts. "Wha-wong, Momma?"

"Mommies need presents too. Why don't you show off your reading skills and separate the presents? If you need help, the gold ones are for Mommy, the red ones are for me and the blue snowman ones are yours."

"Okay," he answered and ten minutes later we were all tearing into our stacks of presents, mainly travel related although I did get Alex some clothes and a new tablet and she got me a pink pearl necklace and the Nespresso machine I had been wanting. Geo got more toys than any kid could play with and the first-ever gift cards that were given specifically to him and not me for him. His big present from us was two scrapbooks, one of his first year with me and another with Alex over the past year.

"I was so little!"

"I know. Auntie Lorna helped mommies."

"Auntie is so artistic! She loves colors!"

"Do you like them," I asked as his deep brown eyes were transfixed by the book on his lap.

"I love them!"

"How would you feel if there was another baby in the house?"

"That would be so cool! Did Santa get me a sister?"

"Well, as I told you when you made your list Santa only brings toys, not living creatures or people. People who love each other make babies."

"You and Momma love each other. But you're girls."

"Remember how we told you that sometimes two girls who really love each other like mommies and daddies love each other go to a special doctor?"

"Yeah."

"Well, before Momma met Mommy, she went to a doctor who took her eggs and froze them until she was ready to be a mom. Then when we fell in love I decided I wanted to carry her baby. Remember when we were in California for a long time?"

"Yeah?"

"Well, we went to see the doctor and he put what's called an embryo in my belly. We hoped and hoped for weeks and it grew. Then we went to a doctor who helps deliver babies and she took a picture with a special camera that can see inside people's bodies and she told us the one embryo had become two. Instead of one baby, Mommy has identical twins in her belly. Do you know what identical means?"

"Two things the same?"

"Yeah. So since Mommy's babies came from the same fertilized egg, they will look the same and they'll either both be boys or girls."

"I hope they are girls!"

"How would you feel if they were boys?"

"I'd be sad but I'd help Mommies and love them still."

"Good. But mommies knew you wanted a sister and we wanted a little girl too, so we asked the doctor to put a girl embryo in my belly. So this summer, you are going to have two little sisters. I know that's a long time to wait but there's a lot of stuff you can help with in the meantime. And we are going to do a lot of fun things before the babies get here. Mommy might have to spend a lot of time in bed so I might not always be able to go places with you and Momma. But know it's so your sisters can grow big and strong and stay safe in my belly until they are big enough to live outside of my belly, not because I don't love you and want to do fun things with you."

"Sisters? Yay! Is that why you've been so sick and taking naps like I used to?"

"Yeah. Making two babies is extra hard work and they make Mommy extra sick and tired."

"Can I come read you stories and give you compesses when you sick?"

"Yeah, I'd like that. And we can cuddle in bed and watch TV if you are quiet and not too squirmy."

"I'll be extra good. Does Santa know? Is that why he told me to be extra good?"

"Santa has special powers. He knows about every child in existence. He has to if they are going to make the list next year."

"But what if they're bad?"

"Babies can't be bad. Yes, sometimes they cry for no reason and annoy their siblings but they don't know how to be bad. They don't always know any better cause they're new and nobody's taught them how to behave."

"I know how! I can help teach them! I'll be the bestest big brother ever!"

"We have another surprise, did you notice a theme with our presents?"

"Evie-body gotted new rolly bags and tavel stuff!"

"We are going to Europe after an early dinner with Nana tomorrow for three weeks! We're going to go see Momma's friends in Germany, Denmark, and France! And we're gonna see the places from the fairy tales I read you at night. Castles, gardens, zoos and museums and maybe a few special surprises if you're good."

"Momma must be so happy! I know she misses her friends lots. I miss my friends from Bookin lots and we just live on opzit sides of a river! Dey live across the ocean! That far! Does that mean we have to take a plane?"

"Yeah but it'll be a very long flight, way longer than to Chicago and they'll give us two meals. You'll have to sleep on the plane and be a really good boy. We got you one last present that if you are extra helpful at Christmas dinner over the next two days you can have for the trip. But you can't make mommies start counting once and you have to be nice to grandma."

"But gramma no nice to me!"

"I know. Sometimes adults don't act the way they should but you still have to be good because it makes you feel good," Alex interjected before making an apologetic face at butting into our mother-son time.

"It's okay, Al. You have anything you want to say, baby," I asked as I kissed her softly.

"Nope, you pretty much covered it. If you have any questions, you can always ask me or your mother."

"I have quesin. Will the babies look like me?"

"Biologically, they have both a different mom and a different dad from you and the donor Momma chose to help her eggs become babies didn't look like your mother, so probably not. But you are our son and even if you don't look alike if you love them like your sisters and call them that then that's what they are. If anybody tells you differently you come tell Momma or go to a trusted grown-up like you would for anything else that hurt you, okay?"

"Okay. Do you have other frozen babies?"

"Yes."

"So someday I might have a third sibling?"

"Yeah but not until you are much bigger."

"How much?"

"Like six or seven. Would you want lots of siblings?"

"If they're nice and don't cry too much."

"I'll see what I can do, buddy," she told him as the two hugged tightly and he exclaimed that his twin sisters were the best Christmas gift ever as I went to start the cinnamon rolls and Alex helped him start the process of choosing which toys to put together and play with now and which to save for later. I even heard him ask if he could give a couple of the toys and clothes that he didn't like to the kids who didn't have any. This year we had started a new tradition where we made him pick a toy and an outfit he would use and then we gave it to a fire station in Harlem and told him that not all kids were lucky to have mommies and daddies who could buy them anything they wanted. We weren't sure he understood but as he sorted his haul into three piles I smiled as I realized just how much he had understood. Geo was growing up so fast. Gone were the days of liking the paper or box more than the gift and instead we had this thoughtful, sensitive child who cared for others even amongst his excitement. A few hours when he went screaming into my parents' house that Mommy had babies in her belly, I forgot that swell of pride and wanted to kill him before Alex pulled me aside and told me he's just excited and asked what I thought was going to happen when I told him. She was right, he's three and behaving like a three-year-old who just got the one thing he wanted most in the world. My mom was shocked when I told her I was carrying Alex's twins, I told her yes we're getting married before the babies arrive. She wasn't thrilled but it didn't go as horribly as it had with Geo. My dad and Cal were way more enthusiastic, although Cal asked a ton of questions later, many of which we refused to answer because they weren't things your little brother needs to know. I wasn't totally glad they now knew but it did allow me to breathe just a little easier now that I no longer had the figurative weight of my secret hanging over me. I could focus on loving and growing my daughters, well that and getting ready to take our first ever international Vause family vacation, which my mother told me I crazy to do with Geo so young and in my current condition. We were excited to fly to Prague, the city that had made a sixteen-year-old Alex Vause fall in love with Europe and global travel but we had one last surprise we planned on keeping until the very end of the trip, one over the top thing that he would enjoy more than Alex ever would and we couldn't wait to see the look on his face. We just hoped he wouldn't be one of those kids who cried or had an anticlimactic reaction to the words, "We're going to Disney!"

We had one more person to surprise though. The next day, after filling up on too much of Diane's special Christmas dinner and her encouraging me to take the last piece because I was carrying her twin grandchildren, which also made it impossible to refuse when she encouraged me to have thirds. Well that and Alex whispering in my ear all the ways we'd work it off later.

"Geo, why don't you go check and make sure you have all the toys you want for our trip," I told our son as Alex helped Diane clear the table. He whined a little until Alex gave him the look and he stopped in his tracks and hollered, "Momma no count."

"Momma doesn't want to but you know I will. Now do what your mother told you to do," she told him with that famous Vause glare.

"He must be excited about the trip," Diane declared as he ran upstairs still sulking a bit that he had to tear himself away from his favorite grandparent.

"He is. Did you have a great Christmas?"

"It was wonderful. I love having a grandchild and don't know who spoiled who this Christmas. I love the plate with his little handprint and the ornaments you two painted. I'm glad you didn't get me anything fancy this year."

"Actually," Alex said with a slightly sarcastic tone as she reached into a drawer and pulled out a long rectangular envelope then handed it to Diane.

"Did you get me concert tickets? I do still love rock bands, although I want to slap some of the girls who try to weasel their way backstage like they invented it. Not that they'd listen. I know I wouldn't have at their age. And I'm glad I was too young and dumb to know any better cause I can't imagine not having my daughters and grandbabies."

"Yeah, after this past year I get it. I don't know what I did with my time before I had toys and left shoes to find and a kid telling me I picked out the wrong socks for his outfit."

"You're doing an amazing job, Ally. When I told you that you could do anything and be successful, I meant it and you've always proven me right. Now let's see what you got me tickets for," Diane added as she tore the envelope open with her fingers to reveal a stack of plane and European rail tickets, "What did you do, Alex Pearl Vause!"

"Surprise, you're spending New Year's with your daughters and grandson in Europe."

"What about the property management business. I can't just leave that for three weeks to galivant around Europe and I wouldn't want to impose on your time with your partner and child and I'm sure you want to catch up with your friends."

"You could never impose and I took care of the business. I'm your boss and I'm ordering you to take a vacation. I could always fire you and rehire you in three weeks. I've always asked you to come to Europe and you've given me the same excuses for over twenty years. We're leaving in two hours and they're non-refundable."

"So is this why you told me to make sure to bring my passport?"

"Yeah. And Geo doesn't know this part but we're ending the trip at Disney in Paris."

"I've never been to any Disney park."

"I know and that's part of why I wanted you to be there when he sees it for the first time."

"What about clothes? I only packed for the weekend."

"Whatever you need or want I'll get you and you know that."

"Who's watching the apartment and managing your home remodel?"

"Jack is coming over tonight, Cal is going to spend New Year's here, he's always wanted the Times Square experience, so he asked and I said of course. Then we have various friends looking in on the apartment, friends who aren't Nicky of course. She would burn my house down and probably throw a raging party and my kid lives here. I do not need him finding leftover cocaine or worse. Especially, when I'm getting ready to start the adoption process at the beginning of next year. As for the remodel I can manage that from anywhere and I trust Joe."

"You thought of everything."

"Would you expect anything less from me," Alex asked as she crossed her arms.

"No. Are you just bringing me along to be a free babysitter?"

"That's not the only reason but you know how Piper is, especially with our son."

"Yes, she's the tiger and you're the bear."

"You know I've always wanted to show you Europe and I know you love spending time with Piper and Geo. It'll be good for you to get to spend three weeks with them, especially since so much has happened so fast. You've spent a few days here and there with them. This trip is about strengthening our bond as a family and bringing my worlds together and you are very much a part of that. I'm done living a fragmented life."

"Okay, Ally. But you had better not make me eat anything weird."

"I'm sure at some point we'll end up in a European McDonalds or something equally horrid because you know I'll do anything to see my mom, partner or kiddo smile. It's central Europe, the food isn't that weird. It's mostly meat and potatoes and sausage. And European sweets are better than the ones you'll find anywhere else."

"Well, if it's for my grandson and to discourage him from living on nuggets and macaroni but I'm making you wear mouse ears," she said with a grin as the two Vause women hugged, "Guess we'll have to finish up in here fast. I can't believe I'm going to Europe and Disney!"

"Deal, mom. I'm so excited to show the three people I love most a taste of the places I love most," Alex exclaimed as she looked over at me and then her mom who was now frantically washing dishes like the seasoned restaurant worker she had once been. Sixteen hours later, we stepped out of the airport in Prague with wide-eyed wonderment as our three weeks in Europe officially began.