A/N: This is a just for fun Christmas present for M/L Shippers everywhere. Enjoy !

'Twas the night before Christmas

And deep in the night,

Seattle was sleeping

A blackout – no light.

Joshua was tucked up

All safe in his bed,

While visions of Ham Hocks

Danced through his head.

And Max in her leather

Was with Logan in his chair.

Together but separate

Each full of despair.

When on Logan's skylight

They heard a great noise;

Max jumped to attention

Could it be Ames' boys?

The moon shining brightly

Cast down a soft light,

And Max's eyes opened

At the strange wondrous sight.

A rope swung there gently,

And there at its foot

Stood a little old Santa

With a bag full of loot!

Logan had joined her

His eyes open wide,

As Max stood there frozen

Arms by her side.

Now Santa reached quickly

Inside his big sack,

Mumbling and searching

For just the right pack.

Then pulling a black bag

Out, with a wink

He tossed it to Logan

Saying "It is what you think"

He watched as they opened

The square little case,

And looked up in wonder

Smiles on each face.

A gleaming new needle,

A round little vial,

He nodded and told them

With a big smile

"It's good until morning

Until the first sun.

Now I'm on a schedule

Good luck and have fun"

And laying a finger

Aside of his nose

He grabbed on the rope

And quickly he rose.

Then lying together

In soft candlelight,

They looked out and heard him

As he flew out of sight

"Merry Christmas to All and to All a Good Night"