December 11th, 2003

Snow was falling all over Chicago. It was utterly gorgeous for Jing-Mei, but utterly disgusting for Greg. He hated snow, but he enjoyed the Christmas season. Greg lugged in the Christmas tree to the living room. Sap covered his hands. He groaned.

"I hate sap." He said.

"That tree is perfect." Jing-Mei smiled brightly sliding the tree stand below it, "I love big fluffy trees." Greg chuckled.

"Fluffy?" He smirked as he looked at her. Jing-Mei rolled her eyes.

"You know what I mean." She said screwing in the final screw. She stood up and looked at the tree, "Oh it looks perfect right there and we don't even have the lights or ornaments on."

"Start putting the lights on while I wash this crap off of my hands." Greg said walking out of the living room. She gigged softly.

"Aye aye captain." Jing-Mei smiled as she got the bundle of coloured lights. A wave of nausea came over Jing-Mei, "Just what I need. Be sick on Christmas." She rolled her eyes as she started weaving the lights around the tree. Greg walked back in.

"I'm sort of clean." He chuckled softly. Jing-Mei smiled.

"Let's see how these lights look first." Jing-Mei grabbed the plug and plugged it ito the socket. The light sparked of coloured lights.

"Perfect." Greg said, "Almost as perfect as you." Jing-Mei rolled her eyes.

"Shut up." She said turning on some Christmas Carols. She started to sway her hips. Greg arched his eyebrow. "Let's decorate."

"The tree?" He asked watching her hips. She giggled.

"Yes the tree. Don't be a pervert. Get to work, Pratt!" Jing-Mei said grabbing a green glass ball. Greg smiled and started to decorate the tree. She glanced at his hands; "Those are not one bit clean."

"Do you realize how hard it is to wash sap off?" Greg asked her.

"Soap and warm water." She winked.

"I tried that." Greg said, "I'll need to soak them later."

"And then I can give you a manicure." Jing-Mei said. He chuckled.

"Can you give me a French tip and paint them pink?" He asked.

"The fact that you know what a French tip is, is really scary." Jing-Mei giggled, "But I will clear your finger nails if you want."

"That would be great as long as you don't tell John or Luka." He said.

"I promise I wont." She winked playfully.

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Jing-Mei cuddled into Greg on the couch. They stared at the Christmas tree. It was decorated and utterly beautiful.

"I love it." She smiled. Greg nodded.

"It's our best one yet." He said. Jing-Mei giggled softly.

"Definitely." She said, "Here's to this Christmas and many more."

"Here here." Greg said, hugging her tenderly. Jing-Mei was so happy at that very moment. Nothing could ever top it.

December 25th, 2003

It was Christmas morning. Snow was covering everything outside. Greg was so excited. This was their first Christmas in their new house. The tree had plenty of gifts beneath it. Greg jumped on the bed.

"Jing-Mei! Santa came!" He cried. Jing-Mei giggled wildly.

"Lord, you're horrible." She said shaking her head. Greg took her hands and pulled her out of bed, "You're terrible!"

"I know." He said, "There's presents." Jing-Mei grinned.

"I like presents." She said as she slid her bathrobe on, "Let's go."

"I hope I got that watch I've been asking for." Greg said.

"Maybe you did and maybe you didn't." Jing-Mei said walking out to the living room. "God, there are too many presents." Greg nodded.

"Too many wonderful presents." Jing-Mei sat down on the couch.

"You're worse than a child." Jing-Mei said. Greg looked at her.

"Want me to make you a cup of coffee?" He asked. She shook her head.

"No thanks." Jing-Mei smiled, "I'm trying to cut back on caffeine."

"Okay, freak." Greg grabbed a gift from below the tree; "This is from your mother." He handed it to her, "And this one is to me."

"I have no idea what my mother got you." Jing-Mei chuckled.

"Well, let's see. It's not the watch." Greg opened up the gift and grinned. It was a pen with Dr. Gregory Pratt engraved in it, "Wow. How nice. I didn't expect her to give me something nice."

"Me either." Jing-Mei laughed opening her gift, "Slippers. She gives you a pen and gives me slippers." Jing-Mei slid them onto her feet, "Oooh! But they're very comfy." Greg chuckled.

"This is from my mother." He said. Jing-Mei opened up the red foil wrapping. It was an old looking bracelet, "That was my great-grandmothers. She gave it to Gram and then Gram gave it to Ma and now Ma wanted you to have it." Jing-Mei slid it on her wrist.

"It's absolutely gorgeous." She said.

"If you think that is, then open this." Greg handed her another package.

"To Vanilla chocolate from dark chocolate." Jing-Mei chuckled. "You're horrible."

"Just open it." Greg smiled. Jing-Mei tore through the paper and opened the box.

"Oh my god." Jing-Mei pulled out a diamond necklace, "Gregory! You shouldn't have."

"Of course I should have. You needed something to go with your engagement ring." Greg smiled as he helped her put it on.

"We can't afford something like this, Greg." She said.

"Sure we can." Greg smiled. He stepped back; "It looks perfect on you." Jing-Mei blushed as she touched the necklace.

"I like it…no I love it." Jing-Mei said, "Open one f your gifts."

"Which one should I pick?" He looked beneath the tree.

"That small long one." Jing-Mei said.

"It's shaped like a watch." Greg grinned. She giggled.

"It just may be one." Jing-Mei smiled. Greg tore through the paper and opened the box, "My w-….." His jaw dropped. His hands started to shake. In his hands, he held a positive pregnancy test. Jing-Mei bit her lip watching the look on his face.

"Greg?" She looked at him. He looked up at her with tears in his eyes.

"Y-You're…pr-pregnant?" He whispered. Jing-Mei nodded.

"Yeah. Morning sickness and everything." She said softly.

"You're pregnant?" Tears started to fall from his eyes. His hands continued to shake. "You're r-really pr-pregnant?" Jing-Mei laughed slightly.

"I just found out. I could barely keep it in." She smiled tenderly at him. The look on his face was pricless. It would be something she would remember forever, "I wanted to tell you in a special way."

"I'm going to be a dad." Greg stood up, "I'M GOING TO BE A DAD!!!!!!!!!!!!" He jumped up ad down ad grabbed Jing-Mei and hugged her tightly, "I'm going to be a dad." She smiled, trying not to cry.

"We're going to have a baby." She whispered. Greg kissed her softly.

"This is the best Christmas gift I have ever received." He whispered holding her close t his body. This time it was for real. She really was pregnant this time. In nine months he would be holding a little him. He couldn't wait.

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