Disclaimer: Same old, same old.

A/N: Having fun? Keep reading and reviewing. I really need it. I am trying to get these chapters up as fast as possible. Summer was a bit crazy, and now I am back in routine. Read on for more fun with Zoe and Dan! It's a little short, kind of, but whatever.

Dan's POV

"Dinner was great!" Hannah announced as we left the pretty pricy restaurant.

I bought for everyone, and it definitely put a new dent in my credit cards, but they were worth it.

We stopped at a gas station and I got everyone, including myself, to get changed.

Zoe wore a red long-sleeve sweater with a green Christmas tree on it. She wore her favorite pair of jeans with her Christmas belt. Along with that mix, my girl wore a long, warm, green jacket. She could always pull anything off and still look great.

Taylor wore a red tee with jeans and a blue jacket.

Hannah wore her purple jacket over top of a pink shirt, and fleece black pants.

Cliff wore a simple pair of jeans and a black tee with a green jacket.

I decided on a black, long sleeve shirt and some not-so-dressy dress pants that were tan. I also wore a suit jacket that wasn't too dressy, either.

As Zoe and I held hands, Hannah started to complain.

"I'm tired and cold, Aunt Zoe. We've been walking for hours!"

I had taken the whole group for a beautiful walk in the new falling snow. I had done this every year since I turned 12. I decided it was the perfect time to pass on the tradition. Plus, I had a huge surprise still to come.

Taylor's POV

The snow glistened as it fell on everything, creating a winter wonderland. I tried to ignore the complaints of Hannah, and kept myself from looking back and grinning at Dan and Aunt Zoe. Instead, Cliff and I stayed together.

The two of us had always been pretty close, even when we were younger. After Mom died, we became even closer, both of us trying to help Hannah to really understand and when she did, to keep her from falling into stress.

Cliff glanced back and lightly elbowed me. I looked back then. I couldn't help but smile. Dan and Aunt Zoe were on either side of Hannah, each holding a hand. She kept jumping up and swinging forward. It was like a picture right out of one of those Christmas family books. The ones with the perfect families. Somehow, I knew that one day, probably soon, Dan would be part of the family, and more than just hanging out a lot and being in love with our Aunt.

We turned on to a street that was very familiar. It was the street that Mom used to take us to for sledding. There was a huge park on one side with wicked hills. I looked back at Dan and he grinned and nodded his head. We were very close, now.

"Have we been here before?" Cliff asked me.

"Don't you remember? Mom used to take us here for sledding. Hannah wouldn't go on the sleds and toboggans because she was too scared. You hung on to me for dear life back then. I found it awesome and fun. You found it terrifying."

"Oh, yeah! I remember!" He yelled.

We took off toward the hills and just slid or rolled down them without sleds. It never was a necessity.

After 20 minutes or so of playing, Aunt Zoe called us to head home. A block later, Hannah was complaining that she was cold, tired, and that her feet hurt. As we tried to figure out what to do, Dan picked her up and wrapped a small blanket he had brought because he knew she'd need it around her.

10 minutes later, we were home. Dan tucked Hannah in to bed then came back downstairs. Aunt Zoe had made hot cocoa with marshmallows for everyone. As Aunt Zoe cuddled up to Dan on the couch, I elbowed Cliff and we got up and left. I would much rather give them their privacy than to watch anything.

Cliff headed up to bed and I soon followed. I called goodnight to Aunt Zoe and Dan as I climbed the stairs, and got no response. I decided to go to bed without tonight. I didn't mind, especially if they were doing anything.

After changing, I climbed into my nice warm cozy bed and under the covers.

It had been a long, but good day. I heard a knock on my door.

"Come on in!"

The door opened to Aunt Zoe. She was grinning, as usual.

"Hey. I thought I should say goodnight."

"Sorry if I 'interrupted anything'."

She rolled her eyes and came and sat on the end of my bed.

"So, you excited about Christmas?"

"I guess. I mean, it's going to be hard again. With Mom not here, it's just not the same. I really miss her around holidays."

"So do I, hon. I'll try to make it as good as I can, though. And Dan will be there, so hopefully that will take your Mom off our minds enough to enjoy Christmas. He's really trying."

"I know. Cliff really misses her. With Hannah, well I don't think it's really sunk in. She never really went into any real sadness like Cliff and I did. I just hope that it doesn't end up ruining her life later on."

"With the three... well, four of us helping her, I don't think that has any chance of happening. I just won't allow it."

I smiled as she stood up.

"Goodnight, Aunt Zoe."

Then Dan appeared in the doorway.

"Night, Taylor." He said.

Aunt Zoe joined him in the doorway.

"Goodnight, Kiddo. Love you."

"Love you, too."

Dan and Aunt Zoe did that thing where they talk with their eyes. Aunt Zoe then started away as Dan stayed in the doorway.

"So, Taylor, I need some advice from a female who knows your aunt."

"I'm your girl. What's up?"

"Okay, don't freak out, but do you think it's the right time to... propose?"

My face drained all color. My jaw dropped to the floor. I swear my heard stopped.

"Wh...What? Are you joking?"

"No. Too soon?"

I had to think not of myself, but of Aunt Zoe, Dan, Cliff, and Hannah, and what they would want.

"I... no. I mean, Aunt Zoe loves you, and you love her. And Cliff and Hannah have attached to the whole idea of the relationship, so, I guess it would probably be the perfect time."

I was trying as hard as I could to sound happy, but I obviously wasn't too convincing.

"Okay, everyone else is fine and happy with it, but you aren't so sure about it. Am I right?"

I looked at the floor. I felt his weight on the bed beside me.

"Why don't you think about it, and if you decide you don't feel that it is the right time for you, that will be completely fine. Just tell me by Christmas Eve, okay?"

I looked up at him and smiled slightly. He really cared about us. I nodded.

He got up off the bed and as he left the room, he said, "Goodnight, Taylor." Then he shut the door behind him.

I had a lot of thinking to do.