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"So, you're telling me that it's not possible at all?"

The doctor looked at her sadly and shook her head, "I'm so sorry, Ms. Jones."

Mercedes cleared her throat and nodded as she got up from the table, thanking her before walking out with tears in her eyes. She didn't let them drop until she was outside. She couldn't believe that she couldn't have children. She began to wonder what she did wrong and why she was being punished. She couldn't tell Sam, she just couldn't. This would break him and not that she knew for sure, but he probably didn't want to be with her anymore because of it. She needed to leave him before he got the chance to leave her.

Mercedes came out of her thoughts as she walked into her apartment building, leftover food from the Christmas dinner that her and her co-workers went to in her hand as she headed for the elevator, only to be stopped by the manger.

"Mrs. Evans, I need to speak with your for a second."

"Sure." She made her way to the counter, approaching the nervous looking man, "What's up?"

"We didn't want to bother or have you come home early from work. There was a leak on your floor. We moved all your things to an open apartment down here." The manager said as he handed her the new key, "It won't be until after Christmas that the problem will be resolve, but you can stay in your new place all you want. No charge for this month, and it would be the same price as your old apartment despite it being bigger. I'll draw up paperwork if you want and have it to you in the morning."

"Sounds good and thank you." Mercedes gave him a small smile before looking at the number on the key. She sighed as she left the desk and walked around the corner and down the hallway. This has been a long, draining day as well and all she wanted to do was take a hot bath then get in the bed. Getting to the last room on the hall, she put the key in and opened the door, walking in. After closing it back, she smelt a hint of apples and cinnamon, figuring it was something that they sprayed. As she turned on the light, she didn't move from her spot when she saw what she did.

Sam couldn't and wouldn't let his wife go. Nope. He was going to fight until he got her back. It didn't take long for him to find out where she was staying with the help of his P.I. skills aka stalking and following her when she got off of work. He didn't want to overwhelm her too much, so he decided to give her some time before he put his plans in motion. He convinced the reluctant apartment building manger to be in on it. Luckily, there was an actual leak and her things did had to be move, so he was the one who did it. Along with that, he decorated her whole apartment with decorations and put her a tree up with presents underneath. Even though he knew she wasn't in the Christmas spirit, he hoped that this would at least be a start of bringing it back for her. Seeing her standing there now, knots began to form in his throat as he made his way to her.

"W-What are you doing here…but how did you even find me?" She asked all while she took in the apartment, looking at him just made water start to instantly form in her eyes, "Sam."

"Just let me say my peace, please." He started as he grabbed ahold of her hand, thankful that she didn't pull away, "I'm so sorry. I'm sorry that I'm an asshole. I'm sorry at the fact that I would ever say something like that. You would make an amazing mother, there's no question about that and I'm sorry if I ever raised a question in your head that you wouldn't and that you would leave if things got hard. I was wrong and I honestly don't deserve your forgiveness, but I'm asking for it." He wiped the tears from her cheek, letting his hand rest there, "We can work on us, there's no other option."

Mercedes held onto his wrist as she shook her head, tears escaping her eyes, whispering, "You deserve more, just let me go."

"You're more that what I need and I'm never letting you go." He said as he took her arms and wrapped them around him, causing him to hug her. He loved this girl unconditionally. Although the bad outweighed the good in the past couple of months, one thing that has never changed, no matter what she thought, was his love for her, "You're my wife, I love you and I would never dishonor the vows we made to each other and in front of God."

"I-I love you too." She whispered as she sniffled, laying her head down on his chest, never letting go of him.

"I went back and forward on what I wanted to do here. I just wanted to move all your things out and back into the house but that would be selfish. As much as I want you home, I know you need space right now." He held onto her, pressing a kiss to her forehead before laying his own head on top of hers, "I scheduled us counseling session, we go Monday afternoon. I don't want to go on like this and I definitely don't want to lose you over it."

Mercedes just hugged him tightly and nodded, all the emotions from the past couple of months and the last few days coming in full force. She loved Sam with all of her heart and she hated the place that they've been in. In this moment, she was happy and grateful that he was here with her. She didn't want that to ever change.


ONE YEAR LATER

The past year has been so much better for the married couple. Now that they had been in counseling at least twice a month, nothing was fixed right away, but just talking to someone and being open with each other made them love each other more. Also in the course of the year, Mercedes had moved back home. She did stay in her apartment for two more months before doing so, vowing to better herself before she went back.

"I really like this candle too."

Mercedes giggled as she turned back to him, watching as he lit another one, "Baby, that's number four. You don't need to be burning every last one of them."

"But they smell so good." He commented with a chuckle as he looked at her, sitting down the torch, "This my favorite. Really brings out the Christmas in here."

Mercedes shook her head with a snort, going over to where he was. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her lips against his.

"You taste like cinnamon." He mumbled against her lips as he pulled her closer, his hands resting on her waist.

"Mhm." She reluctantly pulled back when doorbell rung repeatedly, causing the man to let out a loud groan, "I'll get it." Mercedes smiled as she kissed him again before letting go fully, watching as he plopped down on the couch. She walked through the foyer before reaching the door and looking out the peephole. Her face twitched up when she noticed no one out there, prompting for her to open the door anyways to make sure. She looked around, eyes going down when she heard a noise, "Oh my God." Her eyes went wide as she rushed outside and to the step, yelling for her husband, "SAM!"

Sam jumped up from the couch when he heard her yelling for him, running to the door, he came to a stop when he saw what she was holding, "What in the hell?" Now occupying her arms was a baby wrapped up tightly in a blanket, majority of the face covered. He moved to the side to let her get in before he went over and picked up the carseat that was left.

Mercedes quickly brought the baby in the warm house, pulling the blanket down from the face, recognizing the bright brown eyes staring back at her, "It's Elena."

Sam closed the door, the cold drift now blocked as he locked the door back. He saw a note, along with a folder in the seat and he picked up to read it.

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Evans,

I didn't want you to spend loads of money and time on other options when I'm right here and you know my hardships. You're both good people, that's all that matter. I know Elena will be in good care and grow up in a loving home with loving parents. Please just do me one favor. Let her know that I loved her, but I couldn't give her what she needed. No need to call or text, my number is already changed and I'm moving back to Cali with my Dad. Thank you in advance for the wonderful job I know you will do and thank you for helping me when I needed it the most.

Love always,

Kendall H.

Kendall. Sweet Kendall. Mercedes had met the teen a few months ago at her job, when she just broke down, venting to her on how she couldn't take being pregnant nor raise a baby. From there on forward, it was a bond that couldn't be broken. Not once did Mercedes ever think about asking her for her baby, she just wanted the girl to know that she would be there for whatever she needed and didn't have to do this on her own. She looked down at the baby in her arms, her cries now subsided as she brought her eyes back to her husband, "What does those say?"

"She's ours." He said as he looked up from scanning the letter and the documents, walking over to where she was, "She and the Dad signed over all of their rights. Baby, Elena's legally our daughter. I mean, I'm pretty sure we'll have to go sign stuff too but..these documents are pretty legit already."

Mercedes couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her watery eyes going from her husband to the baby, who was still awake and staring at them.

Sam stared at the baby for a moment before something came over him, running to grab his coat from the closet and coming back out, "I need to go to the store. We need baby things."

Mercedes didn't even get a chance to get word out before he grabbed his keys and was out the door. She shook her head with a chuckle, moving her face to her shoulder so she wipe some of her tears before she headed to the living room in complete disbelief.


Mercedes sat on the couch, the Christmas music still playing lowly as the wood crackled in the fireplace. Seeing her husband come back in with two mugs that contained hot chocolate and overflowed with mini marshmallows, she laughed because that was so like him. He spent a good hour and a half gone and came back with the whole baby store. He brought a crib, mountains of clothes, bibs, socks, hats, bottles, formula, baby towels, soaps, a baby lounger, and anything else you could think of. And he did it with the rough crowds that Christmas Eve brought.

Sam handed her a cup then took a seat beside her, taking a sip before sitting it on the table. His eyes went to little girl that was in the lounger, that was her placed on the table, sleep in front of them. Mercedes had given her a bath then dressed her into a long sleeved Christmas onesie he brought, while cute reindeer blanket he got too cover her. His eyes went back to his wife with a smile, leaning over to kiss placing a long kiss on her lips before grabbing ahold of her her hand, tugging it bit for her to come closer to him.

Mercedes brought their conjoined hands to her lips and kissed them, smiling before cuddling underneath him, eyes going to the baby in front of them. They were complete and nothing made her happier in this moment than being back home with her husband and their new new addition. A Christmas Miracle.