Harvey moved in after we were together a month. His work took him away more than either of us appreciated, but he and Abi bonded during his down time. In fact, I was pretty sure he loved watching Sesame Street as much as she did. I'd hear the two of them laughing about something Elmo was doing while graded papers in my office, and be tempted away to watch the two of them learning their ABCs.

He fell into our lives so easily, that even my parents didn't flinch the first time Abi called him "da-da". And I swear, he wore the title with more pride than he wore his gun. The ring, the question, the resounding "yes" came soon after. The positive pregnancy test, and the beaming man I'd fallen head over heels for rushed by soon after. Our wedding, which I wanted to take place during autumn, was pushed back so I didn't feel like it looked like a shotgun type situation.

Harvey had been called away two weeks before Christmas, Abi and I busied ourselves with picking out decorations for our first major holiday as a family. I heard the sound of Rowena's voice outside the house, the silence of the newly fallen snow being broken as she seemed to argue with someone. But then the voices cut off, and she was knocking on the door and before I could ask, she just assured me it was a lost traveller.

I had to drop off the final grades for the first semester at my new school. Mom and Dad had taken Abi shopping for presents, and I was planning on meeting them for dinner in town once I finished. I bumped headlong into a broad shouldered man, and looking up I felt a wave of dejavu hit me.

"Harvey?" But it couldn't be. Harvey wore suits and cowboy boots, dressing down only at our house where he'd toss on well worn jeans, but still preferred his boots. "I'm sorry," the man was staring at me like I'd lost my mind. "You look like-"

"Tali?" He breathed, and I realized his look wasn't as though I were crazy, but as though he'd seen a ghost. "How are you-"

I took a step back and tried to place him. "I'm sorry, do I know you?" He rubbed over his face with his left hand, wedding ring shining in the harsh winter sunlight.

"You-" He took a deep breath and stared down at me. "You don't remember me?" He sounded pained, but I shrugged. He was somewhat familiar, but that could be because he looked so much like Harvey.

"Did you take one of my classes?" I realized how silly that sounded. "Or did I teach one of your-" Family members, kids? I didn't want to offend him.

"Tali, sweetheart-" The voice, the tone, it was stirring something, but then it was gone. "She took it away." It was more to himself than me so I felt no need to speak. "That witch-"

And then, the strange man who looked very like the man I was going to marry, the man whose child I was carrying inside of me, left as fast as he'd come. I forgot, as soon as he was gone, that he looked anything like Harvey or what he'd said, only that he seemed confused and I didn't know how to help him.

Harvey came back before I could miss him too much, his hand reaching for the gentle curve of my bump, and snuggling Abi in his arms.

"My girls," he whispered, kissing Abi's dark curls and then my lips. "No more trips until the new year, I put in for a break." I smiled as he kissed me again. "Just the three of us-"

"And Mom, Dad, Rowena, Crowley, and maybe Castiel," I giggled, as he sighed. "Family is important, babe."

He was smiling when he pulled back. Abi giggling along, even if she probably didn't understand what we were talking about. "Don't I know it."

Christmas morning dawned with a fresh layer of snow and I was pulled from the warmth of our bed by my fiance being more excited than our toddler by the presents waiting under the tree. He had Abi in his lap as I lounged on the sofa, and he was showing her how much more fun the actual gifts were than the wrapping paper. I laughed as she insisted that she loved the box, ripping at the remaining paper as he tried to tempt her with the doll that had been inside.

"You're so good with her," I said, smiling around the cup of cocoa I made myself. Handing him his own cup and a tiny sippy cup of cooled cocoa for Abi, I settled back to watch him rip open his own gifts.

Everyone met at my parents' house for dinner. All of us enjoying Harvey trying again, with Dad and Crowley's help to get Abi to play with the gifts waiting for her there. Rowena and Mom were laughing, but also off to the side with Castiel having tiny whispered conversations, between each rip of paper.

"It's rude to gossip and leave me out of it," I offered, moving closer to them and feeling anxious when the three of them stopped talking and looked at one another guiltily. "What?"

"It's nothing, Tali," Rowena answered, linking my arm in hers. "We're just talking about how good Harvey is with our princess. He's a natural, isn't he?"

I let myself be diverted, afraid of what the worried looks between the three of them could mean.