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A/N #2: There's a surprise in this chappy, please tell me what you think about it!
Disclaimer: I don't own Charlie's Angels or its characters.
XXIX Christmas Anthony and Dylan
At six o'clock the next morning, Anthony woke up and got out of bed without waking Dylan up.
The Irish Wolfhound, whom Dylan had named Conner, raised his head from the large pillow he been sleeping on.
Pulling on his robe, Anthony walked down the hallway and into one of the bedrooms they used as guest rooms. He opened the closet door and took out a paper bag with presents in it. Leaving the bedroom, he went to the family room. He walked over to the tree and smiled when he saw the gifts to him from Dylan. Obviously she had put them there once she had put them there once he had fallen asleep.
As he started to place Dylan's gifts in between in between his, he heard a panting noise behind him and he whirled around.
It was only Conner, sitting on his haunches and looking at Anthony with
sad eyes.
"Shh," Anthony said, putting his finger to his lips. He turned back to
the tree and finished placing the gifts underneath, taking great care with the last gift.
When he was done, Anthony stood up and walked over to the couch. He sat down and looked over at Conner. "Come here boy," he said, beckoning to him.
The dog stood and jumped up onto the cushions, laying down and placing his head on Anthony's knee.
Anthony sat on the couch, petting Conner and watching the clock impatiently. Dylan had told him the night before that if he woke up before her, that he could wake her up at seven, but not before.
Seven finally came, and Anthony got up off the couch. He left the family room and walked down the hallway to their bedroom.
Dylan
I woke up and heard the light patter of rain on the skylight in the bathroom. I sighed and burrowed under the sheets and comforter further so I could get warm. Then I heard Anthony walking down the hall to the room and I remembered that it was Christmas.
"Dylan," Anthony whispered, standing next to the bed. He put his hand on my shoulder and shook me softly.
I opened my eyes and then turned to him, smiling. "Merry Christmas," I
said.
Anthony smiled back and said, "Good morning."
I sat up and yawned. "Could you grab my robe for me?" I asked.
He had already gotten it when he had come in and he held it open for me.
I got out of bed and slipped on my robe with Anthony's help. I turned and kissed him on the lips. "Let's go and open our presents," I said.
Anthony nodded eagerly and he took my hand. He pulled me out of the room. and towards the family room.
"Good morning Conner," I said when we stepped into the family room. I patted his head head and then said, "I should give him some food." I let go of Anthony's hand and walked into the kitchen. I filled Conner's food dish with the food Adam and Catherine had given us the night before. I washed my hands quickly before going into the family room and sitting on the floor in front of the armchair where Anthony was sitting.
"Let's open the gifts from Alex and Natalie first," I said. I went to the tree and grabbed the box that held the gifts from them. Using a knife I brought from the kitchen, I opened the box and took out four presents. Two I handed to Anthony, the other two I started opening.
Anthony
It took them almost an hour and a half to open all the presents under the tree.
Dylan had enjoyed all the gifts she had from Anthony, squeezing his hand softly every time she opened one.
Anthony liked all his presents from Dylan. His favorite, though, was the silver ID bracelet with Dylan's name and birth date engraved on it.
Dylan was looking around the bottom of the tree to make sure she hadn't
missed any gifts. She was about to sit back up when she noticed the light blue ribbon with a D on it hanging down.
Anthony had been watching her and he smiled when he saw she had noticed
the ribbon.
Dylan reached out and gave the ribbon a gentle tug. A small wrapped box fell into her hand and she sat back, looking at Anthony
Dylan
I looked down at the gift in surprise. Why had Anthony been so careful
to hide this so I would see it last? I thought about that for a moment, and then the answer came to me with a start.
I started to tear off the paper, my hands trembling slightly and my heart beating wildly. I took the last of the paper off, not surprised to see the
velvet jewelry box in my hand. I hesitated a moment before lifting the lid off the box.
I saw what was inside and I breathed, "Oooh."
Anthony
He'd had a feeling that Dylan would realized that Dylan would realize what the gift was before she tore off the paper. Still, Anthony was glad to see the surprise on her face.
Dylan was staring at the ring. It had a simple silver band and on the top was a light blue gemstone. On either side of the side of the stone were two small pearls. Even though it was simple, Dylan recognized what the ring meant.
"You want me to marry you?" she whispered.
Anthony nodded and then got off of the armchair, sitting next to Dylan on the floor. He took the ring out of the box and then picked up Dylan's left
hand. "You can keep it if you don't want to marry me," he said seriously, placing the ring on her fourth finger.
"Are you crazy," Dylan said. "Of course I want to marry you!" She threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly.
When he pulled back from her hug, Anthony started to say, "Why don't-
Dylan cut him off very quickly, pressing her lips to his in a deep kiss. When she pulled back, she said, "Shut up Anthony."
Smiling at her choice of words, Anthony stood up and pulled Dylan with him. He pulled her to him tightly, slipping her hand under her pajama shirt and kissing her deeply.
"The bed, the bed," Dylan whispered breathlessly when they pulled apart.
Anthony snaked his arm all the way under her shirt, wrapping it around her waist and placing his hand on her stomach. He then pulled her to their
room, closing the door behind him.
They both remained in bed for the rest of the morning, and for most of the afternoon, making love to one another many times. And this is how they
celebrated Christmas and their engagement to one another.
A/N #2: There's a surprise in this chappy, please tell me what you think about it!
Disclaimer: I don't own Charlie's Angels or its characters.
XXIX Christmas Anthony and Dylan
At six o'clock the next morning, Anthony woke up and got out of bed without waking Dylan up.
The Irish Wolfhound, whom Dylan had named Conner, raised his head from the large pillow he been sleeping on.
Pulling on his robe, Anthony walked down the hallway and into one of the bedrooms they used as guest rooms. He opened the closet door and took out a paper bag with presents in it. Leaving the bedroom, he went to the family room. He walked over to the tree and smiled when he saw the gifts to him from Dylan. Obviously she had put them there once she had put them there once he had fallen asleep.
As he started to place Dylan's gifts in between in between his, he heard a panting noise behind him and he whirled around.
It was only Conner, sitting on his haunches and looking at Anthony with
sad eyes.
"Shh," Anthony said, putting his finger to his lips. He turned back to
the tree and finished placing the gifts underneath, taking great care with the last gift.
When he was done, Anthony stood up and walked over to the couch. He sat down and looked over at Conner. "Come here boy," he said, beckoning to him.
The dog stood and jumped up onto the cushions, laying down and placing his head on Anthony's knee.
Anthony sat on the couch, petting Conner and watching the clock impatiently. Dylan had told him the night before that if he woke up before her, that he could wake her up at seven, but not before.
Seven finally came, and Anthony got up off the couch. He left the family room and walked down the hallway to their bedroom.
Dylan
I woke up and heard the light patter of rain on the skylight in the bathroom. I sighed and burrowed under the sheets and comforter further so I could get warm. Then I heard Anthony walking down the hall to the room and I remembered that it was Christmas.
"Dylan," Anthony whispered, standing next to the bed. He put his hand on my shoulder and shook me softly.
I opened my eyes and then turned to him, smiling. "Merry Christmas," I
said.
Anthony smiled back and said, "Good morning."
I sat up and yawned. "Could you grab my robe for me?" I asked.
He had already gotten it when he had come in and he held it open for me.
I got out of bed and slipped on my robe with Anthony's help. I turned and kissed him on the lips. "Let's go and open our presents," I said.
Anthony nodded eagerly and he took my hand. He pulled me out of the room. and towards the family room.
"Good morning Conner," I said when we stepped into the family room. I patted his head head and then said, "I should give him some food." I let go of Anthony's hand and walked into the kitchen. I filled Conner's food dish with the food Adam and Catherine had given us the night before. I washed my hands quickly before going into the family room and sitting on the floor in front of the armchair where Anthony was sitting.
"Let's open the gifts from Alex and Natalie first," I said. I went to the tree and grabbed the box that held the gifts from them. Using a knife I brought from the kitchen, I opened the box and took out four presents. Two I handed to Anthony, the other two I started opening.
Anthony
It took them almost an hour and a half to open all the presents under the tree.
Dylan had enjoyed all the gifts she had from Anthony, squeezing his hand softly every time she opened one.
Anthony liked all his presents from Dylan. His favorite, though, was the silver ID bracelet with Dylan's name and birth date engraved on it.
Dylan was looking around the bottom of the tree to make sure she hadn't
missed any gifts. She was about to sit back up when she noticed the light blue ribbon with a D on it hanging down.
Anthony had been watching her and he smiled when he saw she had noticed
the ribbon.
Dylan reached out and gave the ribbon a gentle tug. A small wrapped box fell into her hand and she sat back, looking at Anthony
Dylan
I looked down at the gift in surprise. Why had Anthony been so careful
to hide this so I would see it last? I thought about that for a moment, and then the answer came to me with a start.
I started to tear off the paper, my hands trembling slightly and my heart beating wildly. I took the last of the paper off, not surprised to see the
velvet jewelry box in my hand. I hesitated a moment before lifting the lid off the box.
I saw what was inside and I breathed, "Oooh."
Anthony
He'd had a feeling that Dylan would realized that Dylan would realize what the gift was before she tore off the paper. Still, Anthony was glad to see the surprise on her face.
Dylan was staring at the ring. It had a simple silver band and on the top was a light blue gemstone. On either side of the side of the stone were two small pearls. Even though it was simple, Dylan recognized what the ring meant.
"You want me to marry you?" she whispered.
Anthony nodded and then got off of the armchair, sitting next to Dylan on the floor. He took the ring out of the box and then picked up Dylan's left
hand. "You can keep it if you don't want to marry me," he said seriously, placing the ring on her fourth finger.
"Are you crazy," Dylan said. "Of course I want to marry you!" She threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly.
When he pulled back from her hug, Anthony started to say, "Why don't-
Dylan cut him off very quickly, pressing her lips to his in a deep kiss. When she pulled back, she said, "Shut up Anthony."
Smiling at her choice of words, Anthony stood up and pulled Dylan with him. He pulled her to him tightly, slipping her hand under her pajama shirt and kissing her deeply.
"The bed, the bed," Dylan whispered breathlessly when they pulled apart.
Anthony snaked his arm all the way under her shirt, wrapping it around her waist and placing his hand on her stomach. He then pulled her to their
room, closing the door behind him.
They both remained in bed for the rest of the morning, and for most of the afternoon, making love to one another many times. And this is how they
celebrated Christmas and their engagement to one another.