CHAPTER 45
NEXT MORNING: 1111 FAUST
Ian takes a deep breath then enters the dining room and waits for his Father to acknowledge his presence. 'Should I tell him now?'
Kenneth finally looks up. "And where were you this weekend young Nottingham?"
"That is actually what I wanted to discuss with you." Ian glances briefly at his Father then back at the floor.
"Well" Irons prompts
"Sara and I decided to get married."
Kenneth starts then stands "No. I won't allow it!"
"It's too late. We were married yesterday."
"What?!" Kenneth yells
"Sara and I are married"
Kenneth strides up to his son. "You will annul this... marriage immediately." He orders
"I won't annul our marriage." Ian retorts "This is why I didn't tell you I was asking her to marry me. I knew you would try to stop me. I love Sara and she loves me. I am not going to annul our marriage or divorce her. We're married for good and nothing you do will change that so you will have to accept it."
"Accept it?! I won't accept it!"
"Then don't accept it Father but deal with it." As Ian sees the fury in his Father's eyes he inwardly flinches, "She is my wife and the mother of my children. She is in my life and thus yours."
Kenneth's eyes narrow "She's pregnant."
"Yes" Ian nods "This time I am going to be there for Sara and I am not going to miss anything. If you don't like that fine but do not interfere in our relationship in anyway." Ian bows slightly then walks out of the dining room leaving his Father standing there stunned. 'I did it. I told him.' He takes a deep breath running his hand over his face.
SAME TIME: PRECINCT
"We'll see you tomorrow Marie. All right. You too. Bye." Sara hangs up looking around the empty office she pulls out a chain from under her shirt. She smiles at the sight of the ring, 'He's mine now. He's my husband.' She sighs heavily as she returns to her work.
LATE EVENING: NOTTINGHAM HOUSE
Ian enters the house and sighs when he hears the TV blaring in the living room. He hangs up his jacket and heads into the living room where he finds Emma jumping up and down on the couch. "Emma be careful." He calls
"Hi Daddy"
"Turn that down Em." He requests over the loud TV.
"OK" Emma stops jumping and turns the TV down. "Are you home for the night?" She asks
"I have more work to do but I will do it after you are in bed."
"Where's Mom?"
"She'll be home late." He looks at the clock. "Did you eat dinner?"
"Nope"
"All right. How about we get some training done then we'll see about dinner."
"I think there's a casserole in the freezer"
"Go change."
"OK"
Shaking his head Ian watches as Emma bounces out of the living room.
HOUR LATER
Ian cuts up the vegetables and asks "How was your day Emma?"
Emma lifts her shoulders as she swings her legs from her position on the kitchen counter. "It was OK, I guess."
"What did you do?"
"Mostly talked with Dawn on the computer. It was too cold to go outside."
"It was cold." He agrees
"Freezing. I opened the door to let the dogs out and practically froze my butt." She grabs a piece of carrot. "So did you tell the Evil One?"
"Yes."
"How did he take it?"
"Better than I thought he would."
"Not happy huh?"
"No."
"I don't see why you don't just say 'I'm outta here.'" Emma mumbles
"I can't Emma"
"Why?"
"Its complicated." He hedges
"Dad, I'm not a baby anymore. Don't you think I'm old enough to know?"
"Emma" he sighs setting the knife down he rests his hands on the counter on either side of her legs. "you know there is very little I have ever kept from you."
"I know that for the most part you haven't kept things from me but you don't tell me everything."
"No not everything" Ian admits "but most everything."
Emma tilts her head, "Dad why do you always do what he says?"
"I have no choice."
"You always told me I have, so why do you say you don't?"
"I made a choice, one I can't go back on." He smoothes her hair back, "I'd make that choice again if I had too." He kisses her forehead, "Now go set the table. Dinner will be ready soon." He steps back allowing Emma to jump off the counter.
"Don't don't you ever wish we lived a normal life?" Emma asks as she opens the silverware drawer.
"We may have an... atypical life but we are a family."
"Yeah I know."
LATE THAT NIGHT
Sara leans against the doorframe of the study and watches Ian work at his desk. "Hey you."
Ian looks up and smiles, "Sara"
Sara walks over to the desk and settles on his lap giving him a kiss. "Hi"
"Hi"
"Missed you" She murmurs
"Missed you too." He brings her hands to his lips. "How was work?"
"Long." Sara scrunches up her nose.
"Bad day?"
"Decent. A little tiring. What about you? How was your day?"
"Same as always."
"Did you tell him?"
"Yes."
"How did he take it?"
"Brought up the topic I knew he would bring up."
"What was that?"
"Divorce. He basically ordered me to divorce you."
"And what did you say?"
"I told him it wasn't going to happen... ever."
Grinning Sara replies "Good."
"Now did you talk with Marie?"
"Yes. Tomorrow at seven. That work?"
"Sure."
"Good. Then after Joe and Marie know I'll tell Dante and the guys."
"Dante isn't going to be very... understanding is he?"
"God no. The man is a pig who wants me gone. He'll probably put me on desk duty and give me bullshit work. He'll do anything to get rid of me. Having a baby will give him and Orlansky major ammo." She absently rubs her middle.
"You could always quit."
Sara looks at him "And why would I do that?"
"Just a thought."
"Then why would you say it?"
"It would mean you'd no longer have to deal with Dante or Orlansky."
"I like my job. Besides do I look like the type of person who could be a housewife?"
"No." He admits his hand going to her cheek. "I just want you happy and if your job makes you happy then so be it."
Sara yawns "Good."
"Time for bed." Ian chuckles
"Carry me? I'm too tired walk."
"Sure." He stands with Sara in his arms.
Sara yawns resting her head on his shoulder, "How's Emma?"
"Asleep. She has yet to awaken."
"Maybe tonight she'll sleep well." Sara yawns
"We'll see."
NEXT EVENING: SIRI'S HOUSE
Marie smiles as she sees the couple on the porch, "Sara, Ian."
"Hi Marie" Sara enters the house and hugs her Godmother
"How is Emma?" Marie inquires as they hang up their coats.
"She is well." Ian responds "Spending some time with her friends."
"Good." Marie looks at Ian "And how is your Father?"
"Same as always"
"Yeah an ass." Sara grumbles
"Sara Magdalene Pezzini watch your language." Marie admonishes
"Marie she's an adult." Joe protests amused at his goddaughter's sheepish expression.
"Sorry Marie" Sara apologizes
"Now dinner is on the table." Marie announces
"Smells good." Sara says happily as they head into the kitchen.
HOUR LATER
Marie regards her goddaughter thoughtfully while Sara helps her clean up the kitchen. "You seem to be happy."
Smiling at Marie, Sara replies "I am happy." She brushes her hair out of her face. "Things are great."
"No its something else." Marie purses her lips as she regards Sara, "Something I haven't seen since" her eyes widen "you're pregnant again aren't you?"
Sara looks at her godmother and smiles, "Yeah. Number 2 will be here late July, early August."
Sighing Marie sits at the table, "I hope you two are discussing marriage this time."
"Done."
"Done? What do you mean done?" Marie asks suspiciously
"Ian and I were married on Sunday."
"You did what?!" Marie exclaims loudly
"He asked me to marry him on Friday and I said yes. We decided to get married right away."
"You couldn't wait a few weeks to plan a wedding." Marie says aghast
"Come on Marie you know I'm not big on weddings."
"Not even your own?"
"Look Ian and I aren't the most... traditional people. Planning a wedding would have resulted in chaos between you and Lee planning and Irons scheming to stop us. We decide to elope to avoid that stress."
"Come on let's go tell Joe."
"Hey Joe" Sara calls as they enter the living room where Joe and Ian are talking.
"Yes Princess?" The gruff ex-cop looks at his goddaughter.
"Ian and I got married this weekend." Sara informs him
"Finally" Joe sighs looking at the two. "Took you long enough to ask her."
"Actually it was Sara who took that long to say yes." Ian smiles at his wife. "I told her 14 years ago we'd end up married."
"And how did your Father take the news Ian?" Marie asks "Both bits?"
"Both?" Joe lifts his brow
"I'm pregnant." Sara informs Joe as she sits beside Ian.
"Have you told Dante and your partners?" Joe asks
"On my list for tomorrow."
"My Father will have to accept the way things are going." Ian shrugs looking at Sara, "If he can't... things will change even more. And I don't think he would like those changes."
LATE THAT NIGHT: NOTTINGHAM
"Well that's over with." Sara sighs dropping onto their bed.
"Now all you have to do is tell your friends." Ian remarks
Sara yawns heavily, "Yeah"
"Tired?"
"Exhausted. Mini-you has been wreaking havoc on my energy."
Ian sits beside her, "Mini-me huh? Why not mini-you?"
"Because a Mini-me would know better." She grins patting her middle.
Ian slips his hand under her top and gently caresses her still flat middle "What did Marie say before we left?"
"She asked me if I was planning on taking a long maternity leave."
"What did you say?"
"Not much." Sara admits "I haven't really thought that far ahead."
"Maybe you should think about it." Ian suggests. "You could take a long leave of absence" he tilts his head, "perhaps not go back."
Sara props herself up on her elbows and looks at him. "Are you saying you want me to quit my job?"
"No... not if you don't want to. I am saying that the option is open."
"Ian I'm not the stay at home type. Besides I like my job... if anyone should quit their job it's you."
"Perhaps one day."
"Look if it makes you feel better I'll start my maternity leave a month before I'm due and go back a few months after the baby is born."
"None of this needs to be discussed or decided yet... we'll wait until your next check up."
Sara covers his hand with her own. "Married two days and your Daddy is already trying to tell me what to do."
"No I'm not." Ian protests "I juat want you safe."
"I am safe."
"I know" He moves down the bed until his face is level with her middle. "Just want to protect you two." He pushes her shirt up and trails his fingers over her middle then looks at Sara and smiles at her thoughtful expression. "What are you thinking about my love?"
Sara smoothes his hair back. "I was just thinking about Emma and the baby."
"What about them?"
"I was thinking that with Emma we know exactly when she was conceived but with this one who knows." She shrugs "Too many thoughts."
"It's late my love. We should get to bed."
"I know."
NEXT MORNING: PRECINCT
Danny frowns when he sees Sara absently twisting a ring on her finger. "Uh Pez is there something that you've neglected to tell us?" He looks pointedly at her ring.
Sara follows his gaze and smiles slightly, "Um yeah... Ian and I got married on Sunday." She informs her partners who stare at her stunned.
"You did what?!" Danny exclaims loudly.
"Congrats Pez." Jake smiles
"Thanks Jake." Sara smiles appreciatively.
"You got married" Danny says stunned.
"We've established that." Jake shakes his head amused.
Danny shakes his head "Lee is never going to forgive you for eloping."
"I know. I didn't want to deal with planning a wedding and being pregnant at the same time." Sara explains waiting for their reactions.
Danny and Jake look at her startled once again startled. "You're what?!" They exclaim
Sara leans back in her chair and regards her partners with a faint smile, "I'm pregnant." After a few seconds of silence she sighs, "Come on guys... don't just sit there."
"Have you told Dante?" Danny demands
"Not yet." Sara admits "I'm going to tell him today."
"And when is the newest Nottingham going to be here?" Jake questions
"Late July, early August."
"And why didn't you tell us sooner?" Danny demands
Sara shrugs "Kept meaning too but things have been hectic lately." Sara explains
"Dante is not going to take this well." Danny muses
"Don't doesn't take anything I tell him well." Sara says dryly. "Let's get back to this paperwork huh?"
LATE AFTERNOON
Sara enters Dante's office and sets a file on his desk. "Case is closed. Report is written. All i's dotted and t's crossed." She starts towards the door and pauses 'Damn I hate the fact I have to do this.' "Captain"
"What?" Dante snaps
"I'll be putting in for maternity leave in about five or six months."
Dante looks up surprised "Your pregnant?"
"No I just want maternity leave." Sara says sarcastically.
Dante scowls "You're on desk duty Pet-zini"
"I'm perfectly healthy Dante. I can do my job fine."
"I am not going to have a freakin' pregnant Detective out there. If something happens that boyfriend of yours could sue this department to the ground!"
"News flash Dante he's not my boyfriend... he's my husband."
"Husband, boyfriend I don't give a damn! You are on desk until the kid's born."
"Fine."
"If you don't like it you could quit." He smirks
"You wish" Sara retorts storming out of the office. "Jerk. Idiot. Moron." She mutters as she slams into the office startling her partners.
"I take it it didn't go well." Danny remarks dryly.
Sara glares at the two.
"Um we're going to have a long 7 months or so aren't we?" Jake asks nervously
"Very long." Danny sighs
"Damn." Jake mutters.
THAT EVENING: NOTTINGHAM HOUSE
"Stupid Dante." Sara mutters as she stomps into the house. "Idiot. Moron." She continues as she drops her backpack on the floor and heads to the refrigerator. As she opens the refrigerator she notices Emma and Connor sitting on the floor of the living room playing a videogame. "Hey kids." She greets
"Hey" they return together.
Sara grabs a pint of Ben and Jerry's out of the refrigerator. "Emma where's your Dad?" She asks as she grabs a spoon out of the drawer.
"He called and said he'd be home late and to order a pizza or something when you got home." Emma replies without looking over. "Can Connor stay the night?"
"It's fine with me but ask your Dad." Sara says as the phone rings. "I got it." She picks up the cordless and presses talk. "Yeah?"
"Hello my love."
"Hey we were just talking about you."
"What about me?"
"Just asked Emma where you were."
"Still at work. I should be home in a few hours. When did you get home?"
"A few minutes ago."
"Did you tell your partners and Dante?"
"The ass put me on desk duty."
"Sorry my love. I know you don't want that."
"He was gleeful over it. You should have heard what Orlansky said"
"What was that my love?"
"He said 'you finally learned your place barefoot and pregnant.' I swear I was so tempted to introduce my boot to his ass. Danny had to drag me out of the room before I could."
"Mom" Emma calls "is that Dad?"
"Yes. You want to talk to him?"
"Can you ask him? I'm busy kicking Connor's ass."
"You are not kicking my ass." Connor retorts
"I'll ask him." Sara returns
"Ask me what?"
"Emma wants to know if Connor can spend the night."
"She hasn't asked that since..."
"I know. I realized that as well."
"Tell her Connor can stay the night if it's all right with his Father."
"OK."
"I have to get back to this work or I won't get out of here. I'll be home in a few hours."
"Good." Sara says happily. "I love you."
"I love you too. I'll see you in a few hours."
"Sure." Sara sighs heavily as she hangs up the phone. "Connor if you're staying over call your Dad."
"OK."
"I'll be upstairs. Order pizza or whatever."
"OK" Emma replies without looking up.
Sara walks out of the room she shakes her head. She heads upstairs to the bedroom where she turns on the TV and kicks off her shoes settling on the bed. "Aahh now this is better." She sighs happily as she digs into the ice cream. "All that's missing is your Daddy." Sara pats her middle. "Hopefully he'll be home before we got to bed."
Downstairs Emma and Connor are still playing their game. "So your Mom's pregnant and they got married."
"Yep. Only told you and Dawn."
"Won't tell anyone." Connor promises
"I don't think Dad really cares now that the Evil One knows."
"How'd he take it?"
"Dad said decently. He didn't come home bruised and bloody so that's good." She winces at her words "Damn"
"What?"
Emma looks at Connor "Swear you won't mention that to anyone."
"Look we're friends and I don't rat on my friends."
"Thanks. It's just... it's a not talked about issue."
"Know how that goes." He mutters
"I guess we have something else in common."
Connor shrugs "It's what made him leave."
"What happened?" Emma asks pausing the game.
"I don't remember everything. I remember them arguing and him hitting Angel." Connor says softly "Next day Angel was gone. You?"
"He doesn't know I remember it. I was three or so and he was mad about something and he hit Dad. I guess the beating was bad... I remember crying for Dad and him not coming."
"He still does?"
Emma shrugs "I don't think it's as often as he used to or as bad." She looks at Connor. "I love my Dad but I wish he'd say to hell with Irons."
"Is that why you and Irons don't get along?"
"Pretty much. He treats my Dad like... property... and I hate it. Maybe with the new baby he'll really think about leaving Irons."
"Think he will?"
"He says he will one day." Emma shrugs "We'll see." She looks at the clock "You hungry?"
"Sure"
"Pizza or what?"
"Pizza's fine."
"What kind?"
"Your turn to choose."
"OK" Emma stands heading to the kitchen. "I'll be right back." She grabs the cordless phone and heads up the stairs to her parents room where she knocks.
"Yeah"
Emma enters the bedrom. "I'm going to order a pizza. Any preference?"
"Nah" Sara shakes her head "can you order a salad for me?"
"What kind?"
"Ceasar... small. Oh and some breadsticks."
"OK" Emma presses the speed dial for the pizza place.
Sara eats ice cream and listens to Emma make the order. "How was your day sweetie?" She asks as Emma hangs up.
"Long."
"How long has Connor been here?"
"Most of the day. Dawn's spending the day with her sister. Angel's out of town. His Aunt's working. Everyone but us had plans so he came over."
Sara nods
"I better get back to our game... can't let him win. He'll hold it over me."
Sara laughs "Well kick his ass sweetie."
"Oh I will." Emma walks out of the room.
9PM
Ian enters the kitchen where he finds Emma and Connor talking and eating chips. "Emma"
"Hi Daddy"
"Connor"
"Hey"
"Did you call your Father and tell him where you are?" Ian asks Connor as he removes his overcoat.
"He's out of town but I left a message on the voicemail and called my Aunt and told her where I am."
Ian nods "Emma did you let the dogs out?"
"Yep"
"Good. Where's your Mom?"
"Upstairs."
"OK. Don't destroy the kitchen."
"We won't." Emma assures
Ian steps up to his daughter and brushes her hair back kissing her forehead. "Have a good day?"
"Yes."
"Good. I'm going to go check on your Mom."
"She's been eating since she came home." Emma informs him "She just came down for a box of crackers."
"Did you two have dinner?"
"Yeah" Emma nods
"Good." Ian walks out of the kitchen and smiles when he hears Emma laugh.
Upstairs Sara sits on the bed munching on crackers while watching TV. As the bedroom door opens she smiles seeing Ian. "Ian" She stands meeting him in the middle of the room her arms going around his neck. "I missed you"
"As I you." He kisses her sweetly then moves to his knees and pushes up her top baring her middle.
Sara smiles at his expression filled with awe, pride, and love. "What's going through your head?" She asks brushes his hair back.
Ian looks at her "Some times when I look at Emma I find it so... amazing that she was ever this small."
"I know but if its any indication of my eating habits lately this one won't be small much longer." Sara laughs
Ian slowly stands "How was your day?"
"Other than Dante and Orlansky fine. Lee called over an hour ago and chewed me out. Vicki and the guys took it well."
"And Gabriel?"
"I saw him at lunch and told him. By now the whole Siri clan knows."
"Good."
"It's almost Christmas." Sara says
"One more week."
"Marie ordered me and Aras to go to mass on Christmas Eve."
Ian runs his fingers through her hair. "I have to work Christmas Eve. He's going to a benefit party."
"You're working Christmas Eve?!"
"You're working during the day." He points out
"Still it's one thing to work Christmas Eve day."
"I know. Look why don't you take Emma to Mass." Ian suggests "She hasn't gone since Martha's parents last visited us in Boston."
"You know we've never discussed religion." Sara muses "Marie is most likely going to ask Emma."
"I wasn't raised on any particular religious background so neither was Emma. The only time she ever steps foot in a church is with Martha's parents."
Sara settles on the bed "So what about Christmas Eve and Day? I mean for the first time in forever I managed to get Christmas off." She returns to the crackers. "Marie said we could come over for Christmas Eve dinner or Christmas Day dinner."
"Father wants us over for Christmas Day brunch." Ian says as he sits on the bed.
"So how about Christmas Eve at Joe and Marie's then brunch with him and we have the rest of Christmas Day with Emma?"
"I won't be able to go on Christmas Eve dinner. The benefit is at 7." Ian says apologetically. "Take Emma and have fun."
"All right but after we spend time with Irons" she moves to sit astride his lap "It's us." She brushes her fingers over his beard. "Deal?"
"What about Aras? Why don't we invite her over Christmas night for dinner and open presents?" At Sara's expression he sighs "Sara you are her only family." He points out "Just think about it."
Sara sighs "If I don't you'll hold it over me won't you?"
"Never. I would just hate for her to be alone."
"I'll ask her."
"Good" Ian brings her hand to his lips. He looks around the room and sighs "Sara"
"I can't help it." She says sheepishly. "Once I'm home I start eating. Before long I'll be huge." She laughs "You better still love me."
"Oh no worries about that."
"Good."
"How long has Connor been here?"
"All day I guess."
Ian sighs "He's been spending a lot of time here. Maybe we should just adopt the boy." He jokes.
Sara grins "I don't think Emma or Angel would go for that."
"So my beautiful wife have I told you how much I love you?"
"Not since this morning."
"Well then I love you more than anything."
"I love hearing you say that." Sara says brushing his hair back.
"Well I love you."
NEXT MORNING
Sara smiles at the sight of Emma and Connor asleep on the living room floor. "Well she slept through the night." Sara remarks quietly.
Ian steps up behind her his arms going around his wife. "I know." He kisses her cheek.
"You came down to check on her didn't you?"
"I couldn't help it." Ian says sheepishly. "She's my baby girl and I hate seeing her so... unhappy... so scared."
"You are such a good Daddy." Sara turns her arms going to his neck. "I love that about you."
"Oh really?"
"Mmm" Nodding Sara looks at the clock and grimaces "I should get going or I'll be late for work. I'm not going to be home until late. I have to finish up with the Christmas shopping."
"OK"
Kissing him lightly Sara steps out of his arms. "I'll see you later."
"I love you Sara."
"I love you too." She walks out of the kitchen.
WHILE LATER
Kneeling beside his sleeping daughter, Ian smiles tenderly and brushes a curl away from her face. 'My sweet little girl.'
At the light touch Emma stirs opening her eyes. "Daddy" she yawns "did it snow?"
"A little."
"Do you have to go to work?"
"Yes I do."
"Oh"
"You slept through the night."
"I did."
Ian nods brushing her knuckle down her cheek, "Now I have to get to work. Your Mom will be home late tonight."
"OK"
"If you leave I want you to call me."
"I will."
"Give me a hug and a kiss."
Emma throws her arms around his neck and kisses his cheek, "I love you Dad."
"I love you Emma."
Emma lays back down and snuggles into the blanket.
"I will call and check in around noon."
"OK"
"Have a good day Emma."
"Yeah. You too."
CHAPTER 46
CHRISTMAS EVE: NOTTINGHAM HOUSE
(I'm not really fond of Christmas time so sorry for the lacking in description of what happens)
"Emma" Ian calls as he sees his daughter step out of her bedroom. "come in here please." He requests
Emma sighs entering the master bedroom "Yeah?" She leans sits on the desk chair watching as her Dad buttons up his dress shirt.
"Behave for your Mom and the Siri's OK?"
"I'll be good." Emma promises
"Thank you."
"Do you have to go?" She whines
"Yes."
"But it's Christmas Eve" She grumbles
"I would rather spend this time with you and your Mom but I have to work."
"Tell him no."
"It's my job, Emma."
"I told you he'd butt in! He always ruins things." Emma jumps up "I hate him!" She says stomping out of the room across the hall to her own room.
Ian groans as he hears the door slam shut. "Emma" he calls heading across the hall to Emma's door. "Emma" He knocks
"Go away"
At that moment Sara walks up the stairs "What is it now?"
"She's mad because I have to go to work."
"I'll talk to her. You go finish getting ready."
"Sara"
"You'll be late if you don't get a move on" she points out
Ian looks at the closed door and sighs "All right." He returns to their bedroom to finish dressing.
Sara knocks on the closed door "Emma can I come in?"
After a second Emma replies "Yeah"
Sara enters the bedroom to find Emma lying on her bed staring at the wall. "Sweetie you OK?" Sara asks sitting on the edge of the bed.
"No"
"I know you don't want him to go to work but he has too." Sara reaches out stroking Emma's hair. "I know it's not fair but he has to go."
"We've always spent Christmas Eve and Day together."
"He'll be with us tomorrow."
"I know." Emma looks at her Mom. "It's just not fair! He ruins everything."
"I know you don't like it and I don't like it but he has to go."
"It's not fair!"
"I know kiddo."
"Emma you know I would rather stay home but he wants me there." Ian says tying this tie.
Emma sits up crossing her arms over her chest as she glares at her Dad. "You never say no to him."
"There are many times I have said no to him and you know that." Ian says firmly
"But my Christmas Eve story"
"I will wake you when I get home OK?"
"OK" Emma agrees
"Honey if you don't leave soon you'll be late." Sara informs her husband.
"Emma?" Ian looks at his daughter
"You're going to go either way."
Ian sighs walking out of the room.
"Emma we leave in half an hour." Sara stands walking out of Emma's bedroom to the master bedroom where Ian is pulling on his suit jacket. "You OK?" She asks stepping up to him.
"She's mad at me." He says sadly
"She'll be fine." Sara assures as she tucks a strand of hair behind his ear. "She knows you'd rather be here with us."
"Next year I'll tell him I'm not working Christmas Eve or Day."
Sara smiles "Now go. Sooner you go the sooner you'll be back home with us."
"As soon as possible." He assures "I should be home around one or so." Ian says as they walk out of the bedroom.
"So should we." Sara slips her hand into his as they walk down the stairs. "Ian she'll get over it."
"I know. I just..."
"Don't like it when she's mad at you."
Ian lifts his shoulder "Can't help it"
"I know. That's what makes you a great Dad." She leans up kissing him sweetly. "I love you."
"I love you." He smiles as he pulls on his overcoat and gloves. "Drive carefully."
"You too." She reaches up brushing her hand over his beard. "Bye"
"Bye" He leans in kissing her sweetly.
Sara groans licking her lips "Now go before I drag you back upstairs."
"Sounds fun" He smirks
"Ian... go!" Sara laughs gently shoving him.
"I'm going."
Sara watches as he gets into his car. 'I miss your Daddy already.' She closes the door and heads up the stairs.
HOUR LATER: SIRI'S HOUSE
"How are you feeling Sara?" Anna Marie Siri, Joe and Marie's daughter-in-law asks.
Sara shrugs "Good."
"Emma doesn't look very happy." Marie remarks
"She's mad. They've never spent Christmas apart but Irons ordered him to work. And as always Ian couldn't say no."
"Close huh?" Anna Marie muses
"They were all each other had." Sara replies
"In a way they grew up together." Marie says thoughtfully.
"Yeah I guess."
"So was Emma baptized?" Marie questions
"No" Sara squirms under her Godmother's intense gaze. "Ian wasn't raised on any particular religious belief so Emma wasn't either."
"Sara" Marie sighs
"Ian's choice."
"I hope you plan on baptizing the next." Marie remarks
"Haven't discussed it."
"Sara"
"Yo sis" Aras greets entering the kitchen.
Sara sighs in relief 'Thanks Aras.'
WHILE LATER
"Emma your mother told me you weren't baptized." Marie states as they sit at the dinner table.
"Marie" Joe protests
"No I wasn't baptized." Emma answers with a shrug. "Dad said it's my choice."
"Why haven't you made a choice?" Marie questions
"Marie do you have to interrogate the girl." Joe sighs
"Just don't think about religion."
"So you've never been to church?" Marie says aghast
"No I've been. I go when Martha's parents visit or when I visit them."
"Good." Marie nods
"Where is Martha now?" Joe asks
"She's with her family until next week." Sara answers
"Hopefully in time for another load of laundry. Molly's been mixing up our clothes."
"Then do your own laundry." Sara retorts
"I would but I hate folding clothes."
1 AM: NOTTINGHAM HOUSE
"Dad's not home." Emma sighs taking off her coat.
"I'm sure he'll be home soon."
"Whatever"
"Emma"
"I'm going to bed." Emma mutters walking away
Sara watches Emma as she walks away. 'Our first Christmas together as a family and Emma's last as an only child.' She yawns "Well baby. Mommy too tired to go upstairs right now. We're just going lie on the couch for a bit." Sara turns on the lights for the Christmas tree and settles on the couch pulling a blanket over herself. Within minutes Sara falls asleep with a smile on her face.
30 MINS LATER
Ian smiles at the sight of Sara asleep on the couch. 'My beautiful wife.' He walks over to the couch and gently touches her cheek. As she sighs happily he tilts his head 'What are you dreaming my love?' He gently shakes her "Sara"
Sara slowly opens her eyes and smiles, "Ian." She says sleepily
"What were you dreaming?" He asks curiously
Sara lifts her hand to his cheek, "Our baby."
"What about our baby?"
"I was doing what I never got to do with Emma... holding our baby." She says awed. "I can't wait to hold our baby for the first time."
"Neither can I."
"Ian speaking of babies, I think I know why Emma was upset earlier."
"Why's that?"
"This is our first Christmas as a family and Emma's last as an only child. You got to admit it must feel weird for her."
"I guess it must be." Ian agrees after a moment of thought.
"Now go wake her up and apologize then spend some quality time with her."
"What about you?"
"I am going to bed." She sits up and together they walk upstairs.
"How was she tonight?" Ian asks as they enter their bedroom
"Good as always. Quieter then normal."
"Mmm"
"How was your night?"
"Long. All I wanted was to be with you and Emma."
"Well we have tomorrow."
"Which is mostly going to be spent trying to keep Father and Emma from fighting." Ian sits on the bed and removes his boots.
Sara steps out of her jeans and tosses them onto a chair. "Maybe they won't fight."
"Only a miracle could keep those two from fighting." Ian says dryly.
"It is Christmas." She steps up to him and reaches back releasing his hair from the elastic band and running her fingers through his dark locks. "That's better."
"Mmm you smell good."
"So do you."
"How are you feeling?"
Sara shrugs "Good. Baby's been good."
"That's good." He turns his head kissing her palm. "I should go wake Emma. Up for a baby Emma story?"
"Yes and no. Yes because I love hearing those stories. No for two reasons: one being I think Emma wants some quality time with you and only you. Two because I am exhausted."
"All right. I love you."
"I love you." Sara steps back allowing Ian to stand. "What time do we have to be over there?"
"Noon. What time is Aras coming over?"
"5 but knowing her she'll be later." Sara removes her sweater tossing it aside glancing at Ian as he removes his clothes. "Toss me my pajamas."
"When do you go back to work?" Ian asks opening the drawer where Sara's pajamas are and pulls a pair out tossing them to Sara.
"Early the day after today." Sara catches the pajamas.
Ian nods pulling on his own pajama bottoms "At least we have Christmas with her."
"Yeah." Sara pulls on her pajamas and crawls under the covers. "Don't take too long."
"I won't. If she's asleep she'll probably fall asleep during one story."
"She just wants some time with you."
"I know. Get some sleep."
"I will." Sara yawns "Hurry back. I always sleep better with you."
"Won't be long." Ian assures kissing her sweetly before walking out of the room. He enters Emma's room and turns on the desk lamp then sits on the edge of the bed gently brushing Emma's hair back. "Emma"
Emma slowly opens her eyes "Daddy"
"Merry Christmas Emma."
"Merry Christmas Daddy"
"Move over."
Emma moves over allowing her Dad to settle beside her, "Where's Mom?"
"She went to bed. She's had a long day." Ian slips his arm around her shoulders "Emma, I'm sorry I had to work tonight."
"It's OK." Emma shrugs snuggling against him.
"Emma I know that we've always been together on Christmas but this year was... different."
"It's just you've never worked on Christmas Eve."
"And it's the last Christmas of you being an only child."
"That doesn't matter."
"Truth Emma"
"A very tiny bit." Emma admits reluctantly
"Next year I promise I won't work on Christmas Eve or Day."
"Promise?"
"Promise. And we'll always keep this Christmas Eve tradition." Ian drops a kiss to her head.
"OK" Emma yawns
"Which story would you like?"
"You choose."
"Only one story OK? It's late."
"OK" Emma snuggles against him as he begins the story.
"The Christmas when you were 2..."
10 MINS LATER
Ian pulls the covers up and kisses Emma's forehead, "Goodnight Emma." He watches her sleep for a moment then quietly exits the room the stopping to turn off the desk lamp.
Sara stirs as she feels the bed shift, "Emma asleep?"
"She's out."
"Oh."
"Go back to sleep." Ian kisses her shoulder
Feeling his hand resting on her hip Sara takes his hand guiding it under her shirt. "That's better." She says happily.
"Merry Christmas my love."
"Merry Christmas." She yawns
CHAPTER 47
7 AM
"It's Christmas" Emma announces as she barrels into her parents bedroom throwing herself on the bed. "Get up. Get up."
Sara groans "Is she always like this on Christmas?"
"Only until she opens presents. She likes Christmas a little more than her birthday."
"Come on I want to open presents."
Sara lifts her head then groans throwing off the covers she bolts to the bathroom slamming the door behind her.
"I want presents!" Emma demands
Ian sits up pulling Emma onto his lap "Did you sleep well?"
Emma nods
"Good. Now go on downstairs and let the dogs out. We'll be downstairs in a few minutes."
"Then presents?"
"Then presents."
"OK" Emma kisses his cheek then bounds off the bed and out of the room.
Ian stands walking into the bathroom where Sara is leaning over the toilet. "You OK?"
Sara lifts her head looking at him, "I'll be fine. Go keep Emma occupied... I'll be down in a few minutes."
"You sure?"
"She's probably staring at the presents." Sara laughs weakly. "Go entertain her."
"She gets antsy when it comes to presents." Ian warns
"I bet." Sara rests her head against the toilet seat.
"Would you like some tea?"
"Sure." Sara shoves her hair back with annoyance.
"Here" Ian picks up an elastic from the counter and gathers her hair into a pony tail.
"Thanks baby." Sara gives him a weak smile.
Ian drops a kiss to her head "Call if you need me." He walks out of the bathroom.
Downstairs Emma bounces on the couch, "Presents. Presents."
"Why is it there is so few days you'll get out of bed voluntarily?" Ian asks as he enters the living room.
"Presents. I want presents." Emma demands
"Not yet." Ian turns on the kitchen lights and picks up the tea kettle.
"Why not?"
"Wait until your Mom comes downstairs."
"One present?" Emma wheedles
"No"
"Please Daddy?"
"Not going to work." Ian says stubbornly
"Can I have coffee?"
"You can have it your Grandfather's. If I make coffee your Mom will hound me for some or sneek it when neither of us is looking. Danny told me she tried sneaking coffee the other day." Ian sets the filled kettle on the stove and turns on the gas.
"Do we have to spend time with him?"
"Emma"
"I know behave"
"Emma I know you don't like him but he is your Grandfather."
"I know"
"It snowed some more I see." Ian changes the subject as he looks out the kitchen window.
"Yep. I don't think Loki's liking it." Emma remarks seeing the younger dog near the door while Felix romps about.
"Go get a couple towels and we'll dry him off."
"OK"
LITTLE LATER
"Well the dogs are dry. What about their breakfast?" Ian returns from the laundry room.
"OK"
Finally the tea kettle whistles and Ian turns off the stove just as Sara enters the kitchen, "Sara"
Emma looks over and grins "Hi Mom"
"Morning sweetie." Sara yawns
"Can we open the presents?" Emma asks
"After you feed the dogs." Ian answers as he pours hot water into two mugs. "Feeling better Sara?"
"A little." Sara wraps her arms around his waist resting her cheek on his arm.
"Dad what time are we supposed to go to his place?" Emma asks as she pours the dried dog food into the bowls.
"We're supposed to be there at noon. It would be best if we leave here no later that 11:15. Who knows how bad the snow traffic will be."
"We better get started on those presents." Sara looks over at the Christmas tree where presents are. "There are a lot there."
"Who has more?" Emma asks curiously.
"You since you have presents from Martha and her parents... plus you are spoiled." Ian laughs. "But there is one very important present I want your Mom to open first."
"What is it?" Sara asks with excitement.
"You'll see."
"Presents now!" Emma orders
"Let's get to those presents." Sara agrees taking a mug from Ian. "Thanks." She takes a sip then walks over to the couch.
"Presents." Emma says happily.
Ian and Sara settle on the couch as Emma once again inspects the presents. "Emma the envelope on the hearth... its for your Mom."
"OK" Emma grabs the envelope and hands it to her Mom then goes about sorting through the presents.
"I thought this would be... appropriate considering everything."
Sara looks at him puzzled then sets her mug on the coffee table and opens the envelope to find some legal papers. She reads the title of the first set and grins "Really?"
Ian reaches out tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "There are two choices that the lawyer could find, petition reinstatement and hope a judge agrees or adopt her. These papers are for either possibility. All you need to do is sign one or both."
"Do you think a judge would agree to the petition?"
"The lawyer said there's a good chance since we're married now."
Sara grins "Ian this is the best thing I could ever imagine." She hugs him "Thank you."
"Actually I think it should be I who thanks you."
"And why is that?" She asks softly.
Ian looks at Emma who is looking under the tree at the presents. "If it wasn't for meeting you and falling in love with you she wouldn't be here. If she didn't exist" he shakes himself out of the thoughts, "I don't know where'd I be."
"Same"
"Ow" Emma yelps
Ian looks over to see Emma rubbing her head, "Emma?"
"I hit my head." Emma grumbles pouting.
Sara chuckles "Be careful sweetie."
"That hurt" Emma mutters before turning back to the presents. "I wanna open a present."
Ian kisses the top of Sara's head as she snuggles against him tea in hand. "Pick one."
"Um" Emma searches through the stack of presents until she finds one from her Mom. "Mom can I open this one?"
"Sure" Sara takes a sip of her tea and watches as Emma enthusiastically opens her presents.
OVER AN HOUR LATER
Ian sighs at the piles of wrapping paper strewn about the living room. "Emma is that all the presents?"
"Ian look" Sara smiles at the sight of Emma curled up asleep between Felix and Loki.
Ian looks at Emma and smiles "She does this every Christmas. She rips into her presents then falls asleep." He grabs a blanket off the recliner and covers the sleeping teen then looks at Sara, "Feeling better?"
Sara nods "A little tired."
"Why don't you go take a nap and I'll clean up some of this mess."
"You sure?"
Ian nods "Go take a nap. What time would you like me to wake you?"
"10?"
"Sure."
Sara stands yawning "Thank you for the presents Ian."
"You are welcome my love."
"You are spoiling me."
"I know... I can't help it." Ian caresses her cheek "Go on up."
"Come take a nap with me." She looks at the mess. "This can wait." She takes his hand and leads him out of the living room.
"Why do I get the feeling you want more than to nap?" He asks as they reach the stairs.
"Because you know me so well"
10AM
"I had another dream about our baby." Sara murmurs as they lie in bed.
"What was it about?"
"We're in bed and the baby is in my arms nursing." She lifts her head and smiles at him. "We're going to have a beautiful baby."
"That we are." Ian agrees
"A little boy who looks just like you." Sara smiles
"A little girl who looks like you." He smiles back.
"All I want is to be with you and our babies."
"Same." Ian looks at the clock. "Well naptime is over."
"I didn't get a nap." Sara protests
"And that's my fault?" Ian lifts his brow.
"Yes" Sara sticks her tongue out at him.
"We should be home around 3 or 4 so you should be able to get a nap before dinner."
"What is for dinner?"
"Not sure. It's either turkey, ham, or phesant. It depends on Cook's mood. Now come on... I will go wake Emma you go shower."
"Join me?"
"Of course... after I wake Emma." He kisses her lightly then slips out of bed.
Sara stretches watching as Ian pulls on his pajama bottoms, "Now I have to get up." She groans
"Yes that is unfortunately so." Ian gives her a smile. "I'll be back in a few minutes."
"I'll be in the shower." Sara throws off the covers and gets out of bed and enters the bathroom just as Ian leaves the bedroom.
Ian finds Emma still asleep on the floor curled up in a ball. He kneels beside Emma and gently shakes her, "Emma it's time to get ready to go."
Blinking sleepily Emma looks at her Dad, "Daddy"
"Come on its time to go get ready. We leave in just over an hour."
"Do I have to go?" Emma whines
"Yes. Now go get ready."
"Oh fine." Emma scrambles to her feet rubbing her eyes sleepily.
"When we get home we'll need to clean up this mess."
Emma nods trudging up the stairs sleepily.
"Wear something decent please."
"I know no holes." Emma enters her room.
11:15
"Emma get down here." Ian calls "We'll be late if we don't leave soon."
"All right."
"You have one minute to get down here." Ian calls walking into the kitchen where he finds Sara scratching Loki's head.
"She really drags this out." Sara says dryly.
Ian shrugs as Emma finally enters the kitchen, "Emma?"
"I know don't argue, play nice and don't provoke. Be on my best behavior."
"Good"
"Are Felix and Loki coming with us?"
"No. Come on we'll be late."
HALF HOUR LATER: 1111 FAUST
"Hello Master Ian." The butler greets as he walks into the foyer. "Miss Emma there is coffee in the kitchen."
"Coffee" Emma says happily as she takes off towards the kitchen
"Coffee" Sara says dreamily and starts to follow Emma only to be stopped by Ian. "Ian" She whines "just because I can't drink coffee doesn't mean I can't be near it." At his expression she scowls, "Oh all right."
"Where is he?" Ian questions as he helps Sara out of her coat.
"In the study. Brunch will be ready at noon sharp."
Ian nods "Send Emma to the study when she gets her coffee." He requests as he hands the butler their coats.
"Yes sir."
Ian leads Sara through the house to the study where they find Kenneth sitting in his armchair staring into the fireplace. "Father"
Kenneth looks up and smiles his most charming smile, "Ian. Hello Detective it is good to see you."
Sara nods 'This is going to be interesting.'
2 PM
Sara stands on the porch off the study watching in amusement as Ian chases Emma around the yard. 'Such a beautiful sight.'
"With her is the only time I have ever seen him... truly happy."
Sara stiffens and turns to look at Irons, "Yet you wanted him to give up that happiness."
"I had my son's best interest in mind. You may not believe me Detective but everything I do is for my son." Kenneth looks at Sara briefly then back at Ian and Emma, "In the end I believe he made the right choice."
Ian notices Sara talking with his Father, "Emma"
Emma glances over at the porch "Want me to run interference?"
"Read my mind." Ian taps her nose "Now go"
"Got it" Emma grins
"If you hurt my son in any way Detective you won't like the consequences."
"And if you ever hurt him again I will find some way to ruin you." Sara returns
"Mom come on... we can gang up and Dad and pelt him with snowballs."
Sara laughs "Sounds like fun" She joins Emma leaving Irons alone.
4 PM: NOTTINGHAM HOUSE
"Well that's over with." Sara says relieved as she removes her coat.
"He was on his best behavior." Ian muses as he removes his overcoat.
"Dad" Emma yawns
Sara reaches out stroking Emma's hair, "In need of a nap sweetie?"
Emma nods
"Go on take a nap. I will wake you when Aras arrives." Ian looks at Sara "What about you my love?"
"I am tired." Sara admits
"You two go get some sleep and I'll clean up."
"You sure?" Sara yawns
Ian nod "You have work tomorrow and you" he looks at Emma "get grumpy if you don't take a nap when tired."
"Do not" Emma denies groggily.
"Go." Ian watches as Emma trudges out of the room.
"Sure I can't talk you into joining me?"
"As much as I'd like too we'd never get any sleep."
"You think I can't keep my hands off you?" Sara says aghast then laughs "Who am I kidding... I can't keep my hands off you."
"Feelings mutual."
Sara slides her arms around his waist "You sure?"
"I want too but I should clean up this mess."
"And you'll get some silence."
"True."
"Hey" Sara protests "Just for that I should stay up."
"No go take a nap... you need it."
"Part of me wants to take offense to that but another part is too tired to retort."
"When would you like me to wake you?"
"If I'm not up before 6:30?"
"Sure"
"Thanks honey." She kisses him lightly then steps out of his arms.
HOUR LATER
"Ian" Sara yawns walking into the study rubbing her eyes
Ian closes his book setting it aside, "What is it love?" He asks "It's only 5:15." He says after glancing at his watch before holding his arms out to Sara.
Sara settles on his lap snuggling close. "I missed you."
"Missed me huh?" He kisses her head.
"I sleep better with you." She murmurs nuzzling his neck. "I did get a little sleep."
"Good."
"I remember when I was pregnant with Emma the doctor was always reminding me to get enough sleep." She chuckles
"When is your next check-up?"
"The 7th at 2."
"I'll be there." He promises
"Good because I'll only give you oh so many times to skip out." She warns
"I didn't want to miss it." He protests
"I know." Sara kisses his neck. "What do you want boy or girl?" Sara asks after a moment of silence.
"Either really." He kisses the top of her head. "I just want to see you smile when you hold our baby for the first time."
"You know if we decide to have another baby one day I would actually like for it not to be such a surprise."
"Two big surprises is enough for you huh?"
"Definitely." Sara laughs "I mean they are great surprises and I love them but I kind of wish they weren't surprises you know?"
"I guess."
"I do adore our first surprise"
"I know you do."
"When I found out I was pregnant with Emma, one of my first thoughts was what you would say."
"I've wondered what I would have said or done as well."
"And what did you determine?"
"Nothing." Ian shrugs "Everything... so many different possibilities."
Sara lifts her head looking at him curiously, "Would you have been happy?" She asks hesitantly.
"Ecstatic." He assures "I have always told Emma that her existance is the best that has ever happened to me. She's been my... sanity all these years."
"Sanity?" Sara lifts her brow, "Well I suppose living and dealing with Irons every day would be hard on a persons sanity."
"Since the moment I saw her I knew my life would change."
"Kids do that."
LATE THAT NIGHT
"This was the best Christmas." Emma yawns as her Dad tucks her in.
"And why was it the best Christmas?" Ian inquires as he sits beside her on the bed.
"Because for the first time I can remember you weren't sad."
"I was sad before?"
Emma nods "A little."
"Perhaps I was." Ian agrees after a moment of thought. "I'm sorry if it bothered you when I was sad."
"Its OK. I guess I got used to it... but I like it better now that you're happy."
"Of course I am. You and your Mom mean the world to me, as will the new baby."
"I know." Emma yawns
"Go to sleep."
"Daddy"
"Yes?"
"When the baby's born things are really gonna change huh?"
"Yes they will."
"Is Martha going to stay?"
Ian looks at Emma startled "Emma why would you ask that?"
"Just wondering."
"So far there hasn't been any discussion of Martha leaving. If there is a discussion it is her choice, OK?"
"OK."
"Good. Now go to sleep."
"I love you Dad."
"I love you too." Ian kisses her forehead. "Do you want me to send your Mom in so you can say goodnight?"
"Yeah"
"Then you go to sleep." He says sternly
"I will." Emma promises
"All right. Sleep well little one." Ian pulls the covers up to her chin and strokes her cheek. "Good night Emma."
"Night Daddy" Emma snuggles into the covers.
Ian walks out of her room and into the master bedroom where he stops in his tracks as Sara walks out of the bathroom wearing sweats and a tank top rubbing her middle. 'Beautiful and mine.' He thinks looking her over.
Sara notices Ian watching her, "Emma in bed?"
Ian nods "She wants to say good night."
"OK" Sara starts towards the door stopping to kiss Ian's cheek. "Be right back." She walks across the hall to Emma's room and smiles when she sees Felix and Loki on Emma's bed. "Sweetie you know he doesn't like the dogs on the bed."
"I know." Emma yawns "They'll leave once I'm asleep."
Sara sits on the edge of the bed. "Did you have a good Christmas?"
"Yes"
"You got a lot of presents." Sara looks in the corner where all of the presents are stacked. "You sure are spoiled."
"I know."
"OK you its bedtime." Sara laughs brushing Emma's hair back. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Are you working?"
"Yeah I am. Now go to sleep."
"OK OK"
"I love you Emma"
Emma smiles sleepily, "Love you Mom."
"Sleep well."
"Night"
"Night sweetie." Sara walks out of the bedroom stopping to turn off the desk lamp. She enters the master bedroom to find Ian on the floor doing push-ups. "She really ran herself out."
"Usually does on Christmas." Ian replies without stopping.
Sara sits on the bed watching Ian, "Its been a long time since I've had Christmas off."
"Have a good one?" Ian asks looking at her.
"Great one." She smiles, "I got a great Christmas present and got to spend the day with you and Emma."
"And Emma behaved... as did Father. It's been a long time since those two spent any amount of time together without sniping or arguing." Ian sits up shoving his hair out of his face. "What did you and Father discuss?"
"Nothing really."
"How are you feeling?"
"Fine."
"I don't know how much longer we'll be able to keep the fact we're married away from the press. I know Father's companies won't divulge anything but before long the others will."
"I know. We've had a week of peace and quiet but it won't last. I can handle it."
"I know you can." Ian cups her cheek "That's what I love about you."
"Oh really?"
"Really."
"That's good because I love everything about you." Sara slides her arms around his neck.
"And what is it you love about me?" Ian moves up so their face to face.
"You want the list huh?" She tilts her head, "Well I definitely love you for our babies. I love the fact that you can make me laugh." She smiles tucking lightly on a strand of his hair. "There's so many things I love about you."
"Good to know."
"Wouldn't have married you if I didn't love you."
"I know." He smiles
"So how long have you been planning this little present?"
"A while. I wanted to wait until the lawyer had everything researched."
"Does Irons know? I mean he may not have custody anymore but he could put up a fight to stop this from going through."
"I will deal with my father."
"Ian... I want this but not at the risk of you being hurt."
"I can handle my Father Sara. Don't worry about it."
"I'll try."
"Thank you."