Disclaimer: I own Lucy, Jude, and Sadie, but that's it.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Geva, glad you like this story. I didn't mean to leave you hanging, I've just been very busy with school, and hey! I can walk again! Yay, no more crutches! So, I should be getting back into the swing of things soon, again, I didn't mean to leave you hanging, sorry!
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The next morning, Lilah awoke, alone. Looking around, she found that Wesley's clothes were no longer on the floor, where he had thrown them last night. Where was he? Looking around, the sound of the crowbar in the door, upstairs, came to her.
Standing, she wrapped the blue cotton blanket around herself and went to the bottom of the stairs. Looking up, she saw Wesley trying his best to pry the door open. Catching sight of her in the blanket, he smiled.
"Well, good morning."
"Hm, trying to get away?"
Smiling, wryly, he put the crowbar down for a moment, and came down to her, wrapping an arm around her waist, and pulling her close to him in one motion.
"Well, I would stay down here with you, forever, but I do believe we have three children to take care of."
Kissing her, he smiled and gave her a wink.
"So, why don't you go get your clothes on, and we'll bust out of here."
"Sounds like a good plan, as long as we can take some wine up, that is."
"I wouldn't have it any other way. Besides, it's Christmas, we should get everything we want, today."
Flashing her that cocky grin of his, Wesley took her hand off the blanket, letting it fall to the floor, and then, slid a hand down along her back.
"I mean, everything we want."
Raising her eyebrows, Lilah kissed him, and then, pulled his head back, so she could look into his deep blue eyes.
"Let's get out of here, first."
"As you wish."
Smiling, Wesley went back upstairs, and began prying the door open, again while downstairs, Lilah was pulling on her dress suit she had been wearing the night before. Pulling on her black stilettos, Lilah climbed the stairs, again, where Wesley was using all his might to pry open the door.
"Do you need some help."
Kissing her, he found he couldn't wait to get her upstairs for an intimate shower for two.
"Hm, down boy, concentrate on that door."
"Mm, but I seem to be having a little problem in my pants, could you take a look, love?"
"You know I'd love to, but we have to. . ."
Lilah was silenced as Wesley continued to kiss her neck, and undo her shirt.
"Wesley, hon, I just got. . .God, you're so good."
Leaning against the door, the two felt the old wood groan under the pressure.
"Wes."
Running her hands through his hair, Lilah kissed his lips, and began unbuttoning his blue dress shirt. As he turned, with her in his arms, so that she was up against the door, he slammed her into the door with unintended force, and they began making love, again.
"Wesley. . ."
Mistaking her calling out his name for moans of pleasure, he continued, lost in his own ecstasy.
"Wes. . ."
"Lilah, I'm almost. . ."
Suddenly, the door broke behind them, and they fell to the floor in the main hall, Wesley on top of Lilah.
". . .done."
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In the living room, the three children sat up, quickly, looking around for the source of the loud crash.
"What was that?"
"It came from the hallway. . ."
Stopping, Lucy looked at Sadie, and then Jude.
"MUM AND DAD!"
Rushing into the hall, the three found their parents fixing their clothes, quickly. Then, they caught sight of their children, and for a moment, three pairs of blue eyes were fixed on two bigger pairs. The next moment, the children had taken off in different directions.
Following Jude and Sadie, Lilah caught them easily, and Wesley was already back in the hall, one arm around Lucy to prevent her escape.
"The door was jammed, I swear! I mean, it was. . .Lucy's idea!"
"JUDE!"
Walloping her brother, Lucy looked up at her father for signs of anger, and then at her mother. To her surprise, relief, and confusion both just smiled.
"You're all covered in peanut-butter and marshmallow cream, you should get cleaned up."
"Lucy, go upstairs, and take a shower, Jude, Sadie, come with me. Oh, Wes, hon, do you think you could take care of the. . ."
"I'm on it."
With a wink, Wesley was heading off to the lounge to clean up the children's mess, and Lilah was steering Jude and Sadie off to the downstairs bathroom, one of four in the house.
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Jude studied his mother as she scrubbed him and his little sister, not missing a drop of peanut-butter or marshmallow.
"Mummy?"
"Yes, Jude?"
"Are you angry?"
Lilah looked thoughtful for a moment and then ran her hands through Jude's wet hair, spreading shampoo.
"Not really."
"What about Daddy?"
"He's not either."
"Did you two talk?"
Lilah smiled to herself, and rinsed Jude's hair.
"Perhaps."
"Are you and Daddy quitting marriage?"
Lilah looked down in surprise, it wasn't Jude who had asked her this question, but Sadie!
"W-what?"
"She asked if. . .she asked! Sadie said something!"
Flying out of the bathtub, Jude ran past his mother, who was still looking at Sadie in shock, and into the hall. Hurrying, he caught his father coming out of the lounge, carrying a bucket of soapy water and a mop.
"DADDY! DADDY!"
Colliding with him, and forcing his father to drop the bucket, Jude wrapped his arms around him, and hugged his dad.
"DADDY! SADIE SPOKE! SADIE SAID SOMETHING!"
Half dazed, and winded, Wesley looked down at his son in disbelief.
"She what?"
"She spoke!"
He wouldn't have believed it had Lilah not come walking towards him, carrying their youngest daughter in her arms. Sadie looked confused, wrapped in a green towel.
"She spoke, Wes, she said her first words!"
"I told you, Daddy, I told you!"
Wesley broke out into a smile, and took Sadie from his wife, wrapping his arms around her, and kissing her cheek.
"That's Daddy's little girl!"
Jude leaned against his mother as he watched the scene, and Lilah stroked his dark brown hair. A moment later, Lucy was running downstairs, hair still wet, but clothed in jeans and a burgundy sweatshirt.
"What happened?"
"Sadie spoke! She asked Mummy a question, I was there!"
Jude stated this matter-of-factly as Wesley kissed his baby girl's cheek. This really was the best Christmas the family had ever seen.
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An hour later, they were sitting at the long table in the dining hall, Jude next to Lucy, and Sadie on her mother's lap. Taking a bite of his mash potatoes, Jude smiled to his little sister.
"Saw po-ta-toes, Sadie."
Giving him a look that said, 'I'm not a monkey, Jude!', Sadie went back to eating her turkey. Laying her head on Sadie's shoulder, Lilah smiled, and kissed her cheek.
"Leave your sister alone, Jude, she's eating."
Looking down at his plate, Jude mixed his turkey and gravy, together, and a though occurred to Lucy.
"Are you getting a divorce?"
Both Wesley and Lilah looked up from their meals, and eyed their three children, then each other.
"Well. . ."
"Please, don't! I want to live with both of you, again!"
Wesley smiled, slightly at this, and took Lilah's hand.
"Well, your mother and I. . ."
"Me, too!"
Lucy put her fork down, and crossed her arms, and Sadie nodded in agreement.
"Like I was saying. . ."
"Daddy! Please stay with. . ."
"Your dad and I aren't getting divorced!"
Sitting for a moment, the three children smiled, widely, and giggled!
"You are?"
"For real?"
"Yes."
"And Mummy's moving back in?"
"Well. . ."
"Of course!"
Lucy and Jude ran and hugged their father and then, their mother, who was looking into her husband's eyes. God, he looked so cocky, and that made her want to have so much sex with him when they got a moment alone.
"Who's ready for dessert?"
"Dessert? Now?"
"Of course. Unless. . ."
"Unless, what?"
"You want to open presents."
"Presents!"
Nodding, Lilah let Sadie slide out of her arms, and follow her two older siblings out of the room. Turning, she looked at Wesley, who was now standing, and looking at her. She could tell he was thinking.
"You meant it?"
"Meant what?"
"You're moving back in?"
"Of course."
Wrapping an arm around her waist, Wesley pulled her close.
"Well, you know what that means."
"What?"
"Remember rule number one of this household? The rule we made up for fights."
Smiling, Lilah raised her eyebrows.
"How could I forget? After a fight, we have to have ravenous make-up sex in our bed."
"Exactly."
"Mm, am I sensing an early bedtime for the kids, tonight?"
"Six 'o' clock, and no later, or I think I might die."
"MUMMY! DADDY! COME ON!"
"Make it five!"
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When Lilah and Wesley came into the lounge, the children were eagerly awaiting their parents.
"Can we open them?"
"Yes, in a moment, but you know what you have to do first."
"Aw. . .Da. . ."
"It's family tradition."
"Fine!"
"Okay, now, close your eyes, and make a wish, and if you wish hard enough, maybe Santa will have brought you what you wanted."
Lucy gave her parents a sideways look, knowing the truth about her once-beloved Santa Claus, but said nothing for the sake of her brother and sister.
"Alright, have you made your wish?"
All three children nodded, eagerly.
"Good, now, go wild!"
Wesley wrapped his arm around Lilah's waist, smiling to himself as he watched his children open their presents in a frenzy, and then moving it down to her buttocks.
Turning her head, Lilah opened her mouth, but said nothing.
"Merry Christmas."
"Oh! Look!"
"What?"
Wesley and Lilah looked down at Lucy who was looking above their heads. Looking up, Lilah smiled.
"You have to kiss!"
"Well, I dunno. . .hm. . .okay."
Kissing his wife, Wesley made sure to end it quick and keep things modest in front of his children, who were smiling amongst themselves.
"I love you, Lilah."
Leaning in, she whispered in his ear.
"What about my ass?"
Smiling, he whispered back.
"Very much."
AUTHOR'S NOTE: There is one more chapter, kinda an epilogue. Hope you enjoyed this, please review.