Legend Speaking: Thanks for all the reviews last chapter guys! That was insane!

Chapter 30...whoa...30? Seriously?

John rubbed his eyes lazily as the bright sun blinded him so late in the morning...Or early afternoon. It was after all 2:30 in the afternoon, and he has yet to wake from his deep slumber. Throwing his arm over to where Lidia should be, he woke up quickly, realizing she was gone.

"Babe?" he mumbled, patting the mattress. "Babe...where are you?" He sat up from the band, the blankets loosely clinging to his chest. "Babe!" He shouted. "Where are you?"

Lidia rolled her eyes as she washed out the shampoo in her hair, the hot water easing its way down her naked form. She was just one room over and he wouldn't get up to check where she was.

She laughed to herself, turning off the water and stepping out of the shower. Wrapping a towel around herself she looked outside the window, seeing all the houses with Christmas lights and cars in the driveways. Lidia smiled as she saw two sisters around her age out in the backyard, throwing snowballs at each other and laughing.

Then she stopped. The Christmas lights, all the cars in everyone's driveway...there had to be a reason for this.

Was it Christmas day all ready?

Quickly running a brush through her hair and towel drying it, she barged into her bedroom. "It's Christmas, isn't?" she asked John who was still lying in bed.

"Hey babe..."

"Today. It's Christmas day. And I have nothing for anybody! It hadn't even occurred to me that Christmas was coming, well it had but..."

"Lidia..." John patted the spot next to him on the bed. "Come sit with me. I missed you."

"It's Christmas day! I have nothing for Maddy, nothing for you, Mom and Dad, Randy, Stace, Pat, Jack, Russ, Mags...How could I forget? Oh my God, John. I must be the worst person in the world right now. Everyone is going to hate me..."

"Babe..." John patted the spot next to him again, waiting for her to sit down. "No one is going to care you forgot Christmas..."

"It's Christmas, John!" Lidia shouted, her eyes glistening with tears. "It's Christmas and I forgot. That's all there is to it. No one will love me now, and you won't want to marry me because I'll forget anything we ever did...I'm a terrible person." Lidia sat down next to John, burring her head into his chest. He ran his fingers through her wet hair, trying his best to soothe her. He knew everyone would understand that she forgot Christmas. The past three days had been nothing but hell for anyone associated with the Orton family; first finding out that John's Mom was the mastermind behind taking Madison, then finding out who Lidia's stalker was and then spending a night at the hospital because Trish and Jackie were injured. And then there was the whole getting dropped from the record label, countless fights with anyone that looked at anyone funny...

John sighed. "It's all right, babe..." he whispered.

Lidia jerked her head up from his chest as she did her best to hold back the new batch of tears that were shining in her eyes. "Babe?" she asked. "Babe? You're calling me, babe?"

"I always call you babe," John said to her confused. His answer was met with a nice, hard slap against his cheek.

"Babe is a talking pig!" She yelled at him as tears streamed down her face. She sucked in her bottom lip into her mouth as she left the bed, walking towards the bathroom. Lidia slammed the door shut, causing a picture frame that was on her dresser to fall and break.

Flinging his feet to the side of the bed, John bent down and picked up the pair of jeans that were laying on the floor from the night before. A talking pig...the last thing he wanted to do was compare her to a pig. Zipping up the jeans and throwing on a Red Sox jersey, he left the bedroom, quietly shutting the door.

Not surprised, he saw Randy doing the same thing.

"Merry Christmas," John greeted Randy once they met in the middle of the hall way.

"Merry it's been," Randy replied sarcastically while he rolled his eyes. "Stace heard Lidia flip out and she just started crying and accused me of not having enough money to buy her engagement ring."

"But you didn't. Lidia did, and you're her personal bitch for as long as you live," John countered with a grin. Randy arched an eyebrow at him, his smirk coming to his face.

"Oh really?" he asked John. "At least I'm man enough to know not to make promises I can't keep." John sighed in defeat as he turned to walk down stairs, his bare feet quietly echoing behind him.

Once Randy was sure John's back was completely turned, his smirk faded. He hated to bring up John's weakness, but he had to make John realize he screwed up before and letting Lidia take him back should be a blessing; it is his little sister's heart John is toying with.

He followed John downstairs, finding him in the living room where Madison was opening gifts. "Look Daddy, I got a teddy bear, and a gum machine, and Santa brought me these earrings, and Grandma got me a new outfit, and Bob gave me money..." Madison crawled onto John's with a big box, "I need help with this one. Santa put on a sticker that says I had to open it last."

"He did, did he?" John asked, sitting the box on his lap. "Well let's see what the big guy brought ya." Helping his daughter tear open the red wrapping paper that was around the box, he was smiling inside. This was his first official Christmas with her, and he wanted to spoil her rotten. When the wrapping paper was off, Madison tore open the box; her face fell when she saw she had to open yet another box.

"Santa isn't nice to me," she mumbled as she took out the box.

"I'm sure it's something you'll enjoy," John told her as she tore off the wrapping paper again. When the wrapping paper was thrown aside, she ripped open the box, her face becoming even sadder. "Are you fucking serious?" she asked John. "I hate Santa!"

John, Randy, and Randy's Mom and Dad stared at Madison with wide eyes. "Madison Sapphire Orton, where on earth did you hear that word?" Randy demanded.

"Mommy and Daddy say it when they fight," Madison answered, tearing off the wrapping paper of the next box.

All eyes went on John. "Well," Randy's Mom said with disgust. "It's good to know that she has such a lovely father figure in her life."

"Hey, she said Lidia says it too," reminded his wife. "This isn't all the boy's fault, although I'm sure you'll blame him anyways."

"My Lidia would never say such a thing," she said offended.

"Ma, she does."

"What the hell is this?" All eyes fell on Madison as she held up an envelope. "Is this suppose to be Mickey Mouse on here? Uncle Randy, what's it say?" She went over to Randy and jumped on his lap, handing him the envelope.

"It says that you have a potty mouth and all of your gifts are going to be taken away," he joked. She slapped him playfully on the chest with a giggle. "Really Uncle, what's it say?"

"Hmmm...It seems to say that on January 5th to January 12th, you are going to Disney World." Her eyes went wide again as she squeezed Randy around the neck in a hug.

"I always wanted to go to Disney World!" She shrieked. Madison jumped off of Randy's lap and over to John, squeezing him just as hard. "You're coming, right Daddy?" she asked.

"Of course, Princess," he answered. He picked up his daughter, spinning her around the room in excitement. "It'll be me, you and Mommy, and we'll meet Mickey and Minnie, and Donald..."

"And Cinderella?" Madison asked.

"Of course," he replied with a smile.

"I wanna go tell Mommy." Madison hopped down from John and ran up the stairs.

When they heard the bedroom door close, all the Orton's glared at John. "That's quite the mouth Maddy has on her," Mom pointed out. "I thought you were more mature than that then to use those words around her, John."

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Orton."

"She's only four," she pointed out. "What is a four year old doing running around with a mouth like that?"

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Orton," John apologized again.

"You're excused." John nodded his head in Bob's direction thankfully as he went upstairs to talk to Lidia and Madison.

Randy shook his head at his parents. "I'm gonna check on Stacy and the twins," he told them, giving his mother a look of disgust.

"Twins?" she whispered to her husband. "She's having twins? Where did we go wrong, Bob?"

"Nowhere, Eileen," he whispered, giving his wife's hand a rub. "They're growing up now, having families of their own. If they need us, they'll ask for our help. But our job is done." He wrapped a lazy arm around his wife, letting her lean her head on his shoulder.

He kissed wife on top of her head, ignoring the yelling that was heard in Lidia's room. "They sure do fight a lot," he whispered.

"She's pregnant, of course they're gonna fight. Bob...we're going to have four grandchildren. Four!"

"Leave! Now!" The Orton's shook their heads as a door was slammed and John came back down the stairs. He quietly put his shoes on and threw on his winter coat, shutting the front door behind him quietly, without telling anyone where he was going.

Upstairs, Lidia and Madison were curled up into bed, crying softly.