A/N: wow two chapters in a day! You lucky, lucky readers! But I am
focusing on finishing this because I want to work on my miniseries and my
new Recess fic I have planned. Wow, being home from college leads to this!
I want a TJ in my life!! Anyway:
Damson rhee: Yes, Christmas in NY! How sweet is that? Thanks for putting me on your favorites, I feel loved!
Finals finished, the semester ended and soon it was Christmas day. The two opted to spend the break in New York because they wanted some time to sight see and be closer to Gretchen and Vince in case they needed anything.
"Spinelli! Wake up! It's Christmas!" TJ screamed, running into her room and jumping on her bed. She bolted up, looking scared and confused.
"Teej, you scared the crap out of me! What time is it?" she asked, searching around for her watch.
"Eight, come on, you slept enough for both of us. It's Christmas! Come on!" TJ took her hand and led her into the living room, which he decorated the best he could, despite the fact that they were snowed in. Spinelli smiled, looking at the paper snowflakes and fake snow around the room. A wreath he had made in the third grade hung on the door, and TJ even made a fake tree out of a coat rack, using tin foil and mardi gras beads from a party to make it look more festive.
"The tree is ghetto, but it was all I could do, I just wanted you to have a semi good Christmas with me." He went up to her and gave her a hug, "Merry Christmas, Spinelli."
"Merry Christmas, Teej, thank you so much." She held him in her arms, so happy that he tried making the holiday special for her. "I have your gift, Teej, you want it now?"
"Sure, let me go get yours." They walked back to their rooms, each getting the gift they had gotten the other, meeting back in the living room moments later.
"Here, Spin, Merry Christmas," he said, handing her a small bag.
"Oh, Teej, its so beautiful, thank you!" Spinelli hugged him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Inside the box was a beautiful silver chain with their names and the day they met engraved in a charm hanging from it.
"I'm glad you like it. Want me to put it on you?" Spinelli nodded, moving her long dark hair so he could fasten the necklace. After hugging him again, she handed him his gift.
"Oh, my gosh, Spin, it's my old hat. I thought it was lost in the fire." TJ swallowed, holding back tears as he remembered the horrific fire that happened several months ago at his old childhood home. Luckily, no one had been home at the time, but all the family memories were gone and the Detweilers were forced to move into a smaller condo across town. "How did you ever find this?"
"Well, one day after the fire, I was taking a walk and passed the house. I had to go look, for closure, you know, because it was like a second home to me. Anyways, as I stood there, bawling, I saw something there, so curious little me went to go take a look. That was when I realized it was your trademark hat. It was burned and dirty, but still in relatively good shape. It was odd, considering it was a material object. So I took it with me and got it fixed up. I figured Christmas was the best time to give it to you." She smiled at him, wiping away tears from the memory. "So, are you happy?" she asked, watching TJ put on the hat.
"Spin, you are the best friend any guy could have. I love you for being so wonderful." He hugged her again, letting the tears of joy pour down his youthful face. He looked up for a minute, a smile playing across his lips. "You do realize where we are standing, right?"
Spinelli looked up. "Under the paper mistletoe Mikey made us in eighth grade," she said laughing. (A/N: Thanks to Mistress of Balmoral for the idea in her fic) She stood on her tiptoes and softly kissed TJ on the lips. "Reminds me of the experiment," she commented, cringing for saying something so stupid.
"It does, but this time I'm not complaining." He laughed, "But, kissing under the mistletoe is like, a law right? We're still cool?" he asked, making sure there were no weird feelings between them.
"Right, a law," Spinelli sighed, disappointed. So he didn't have feelings for her after all, she was only a friend in his eyes. That little comment proved it. "And of course we are still friends, Teej. I would die without my best friend. And you know I love you for being you too" She smiled, even though she was dying on the inside. "Want some coffee?" she asked, needing to get out of the room.
"Sure, you need some help?" he asked.
"Nah, I got it, why don't you pop in a Christmas movie and I'll bring in the coffee when it's done." She walked into the kitchen, wiping away the tears forming in her eyes. Why did he have to say that, on Christmas of all days? She was angry, but she also realized that TJ probably had no idea how she felt. Spinelli put some coffee in the coffee maker, wondering what was going on in TJ's mind.
TJ turned on the DVD player, and began looking for Santa Clause, which was Spinelli's favorite Christmas movie, all the time thinking about how dumb he was for making that just friends comment. He then realized that he probably had nothing to worry about, since he thought there was no way in hell Spinelli would ever date him.
"Is the movie on?" TJ looked up and saw Spinelli carrying the coffee.
"Yep, the Santa Clause, your favorite!" He sat down next to Spinelli on the couch, putting his arms around her, as if he were trying to protect her from something. He always felt the need to protect her, even though he knew full well that she was capable of doing that on her own. It was just that she basically grew up pretty much on her own, her parents always away on spy missions, leaving her behind and never having time for their little girl. The fact that she also had a brother in prison didn't help either. He remembered one Christmas, where she ended up staying at his house, because her parents were in Europe. As strong as Spinelli had tried to be, he remembered hearing her crying during the nights she'd stayed, asking that for Christmas, she could have a loving family like his. TJ had climbed next to her, holding her and promising that they would always have each other. On Christmas morning, they exchanged gifts, each giving the other a Mr. Monk-Monk stuffed animal. (A/N: thanks, Miss Psycho, that idea was cute. And the fact that they each have one was definitely a sign about their relationship) Each one brought it with the intention that the other would have a part of them with them whenever they needed it.
Almost as if she were reading his mind, Spinelli shifted so she could face him. "I still have the Mr. Monk-Monk you gave me. I keep it in my room with me all the time."
"So do I" TJ confessed, happy Spinelli still had that childhood gift.
The two spent the remainder of the day watching movies and cuddling on the couch. Halfway through A Christmas Carol, both fell asleep in each others arms, each feeling the love and protection that the other wanted them to have.
A/N: It's wickedly cheesy, I know, but I couldn't resist. The next chapter is the birth, followed by a chapter with some more unexpected news that tests the feelings of TJ and Spinelli. That news is the reason why they aren't together yet. Anyone can guess the news if they want to. Please r/r but if you can't say something nice, don't say it at all. Enjoy!
Damson rhee: Yes, Christmas in NY! How sweet is that? Thanks for putting me on your favorites, I feel loved!
Finals finished, the semester ended and soon it was Christmas day. The two opted to spend the break in New York because they wanted some time to sight see and be closer to Gretchen and Vince in case they needed anything.
"Spinelli! Wake up! It's Christmas!" TJ screamed, running into her room and jumping on her bed. She bolted up, looking scared and confused.
"Teej, you scared the crap out of me! What time is it?" she asked, searching around for her watch.
"Eight, come on, you slept enough for both of us. It's Christmas! Come on!" TJ took her hand and led her into the living room, which he decorated the best he could, despite the fact that they were snowed in. Spinelli smiled, looking at the paper snowflakes and fake snow around the room. A wreath he had made in the third grade hung on the door, and TJ even made a fake tree out of a coat rack, using tin foil and mardi gras beads from a party to make it look more festive.
"The tree is ghetto, but it was all I could do, I just wanted you to have a semi good Christmas with me." He went up to her and gave her a hug, "Merry Christmas, Spinelli."
"Merry Christmas, Teej, thank you so much." She held him in her arms, so happy that he tried making the holiday special for her. "I have your gift, Teej, you want it now?"
"Sure, let me go get yours." They walked back to their rooms, each getting the gift they had gotten the other, meeting back in the living room moments later.
"Here, Spin, Merry Christmas," he said, handing her a small bag.
"Oh, Teej, its so beautiful, thank you!" Spinelli hugged him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Inside the box was a beautiful silver chain with their names and the day they met engraved in a charm hanging from it.
"I'm glad you like it. Want me to put it on you?" Spinelli nodded, moving her long dark hair so he could fasten the necklace. After hugging him again, she handed him his gift.
"Oh, my gosh, Spin, it's my old hat. I thought it was lost in the fire." TJ swallowed, holding back tears as he remembered the horrific fire that happened several months ago at his old childhood home. Luckily, no one had been home at the time, but all the family memories were gone and the Detweilers were forced to move into a smaller condo across town. "How did you ever find this?"
"Well, one day after the fire, I was taking a walk and passed the house. I had to go look, for closure, you know, because it was like a second home to me. Anyways, as I stood there, bawling, I saw something there, so curious little me went to go take a look. That was when I realized it was your trademark hat. It was burned and dirty, but still in relatively good shape. It was odd, considering it was a material object. So I took it with me and got it fixed up. I figured Christmas was the best time to give it to you." She smiled at him, wiping away tears from the memory. "So, are you happy?" she asked, watching TJ put on the hat.
"Spin, you are the best friend any guy could have. I love you for being so wonderful." He hugged her again, letting the tears of joy pour down his youthful face. He looked up for a minute, a smile playing across his lips. "You do realize where we are standing, right?"
Spinelli looked up. "Under the paper mistletoe Mikey made us in eighth grade," she said laughing. (A/N: Thanks to Mistress of Balmoral for the idea in her fic) She stood on her tiptoes and softly kissed TJ on the lips. "Reminds me of the experiment," she commented, cringing for saying something so stupid.
"It does, but this time I'm not complaining." He laughed, "But, kissing under the mistletoe is like, a law right? We're still cool?" he asked, making sure there were no weird feelings between them.
"Right, a law," Spinelli sighed, disappointed. So he didn't have feelings for her after all, she was only a friend in his eyes. That little comment proved it. "And of course we are still friends, Teej. I would die without my best friend. And you know I love you for being you too" She smiled, even though she was dying on the inside. "Want some coffee?" she asked, needing to get out of the room.
"Sure, you need some help?" he asked.
"Nah, I got it, why don't you pop in a Christmas movie and I'll bring in the coffee when it's done." She walked into the kitchen, wiping away the tears forming in her eyes. Why did he have to say that, on Christmas of all days? She was angry, but she also realized that TJ probably had no idea how she felt. Spinelli put some coffee in the coffee maker, wondering what was going on in TJ's mind.
TJ turned on the DVD player, and began looking for Santa Clause, which was Spinelli's favorite Christmas movie, all the time thinking about how dumb he was for making that just friends comment. He then realized that he probably had nothing to worry about, since he thought there was no way in hell Spinelli would ever date him.
"Is the movie on?" TJ looked up and saw Spinelli carrying the coffee.
"Yep, the Santa Clause, your favorite!" He sat down next to Spinelli on the couch, putting his arms around her, as if he were trying to protect her from something. He always felt the need to protect her, even though he knew full well that she was capable of doing that on her own. It was just that she basically grew up pretty much on her own, her parents always away on spy missions, leaving her behind and never having time for their little girl. The fact that she also had a brother in prison didn't help either. He remembered one Christmas, where she ended up staying at his house, because her parents were in Europe. As strong as Spinelli had tried to be, he remembered hearing her crying during the nights she'd stayed, asking that for Christmas, she could have a loving family like his. TJ had climbed next to her, holding her and promising that they would always have each other. On Christmas morning, they exchanged gifts, each giving the other a Mr. Monk-Monk stuffed animal. (A/N: thanks, Miss Psycho, that idea was cute. And the fact that they each have one was definitely a sign about their relationship) Each one brought it with the intention that the other would have a part of them with them whenever they needed it.
Almost as if she were reading his mind, Spinelli shifted so she could face him. "I still have the Mr. Monk-Monk you gave me. I keep it in my room with me all the time."
"So do I" TJ confessed, happy Spinelli still had that childhood gift.
The two spent the remainder of the day watching movies and cuddling on the couch. Halfway through A Christmas Carol, both fell asleep in each others arms, each feeling the love and protection that the other wanted them to have.
A/N: It's wickedly cheesy, I know, but I couldn't resist. The next chapter is the birth, followed by a chapter with some more unexpected news that tests the feelings of TJ and Spinelli. That news is the reason why they aren't together yet. Anyone can guess the news if they want to. Please r/r but if you can't say something nice, don't say it at all. Enjoy!