Mulder woke up and looked beside him, nothing. 'Was it all a dream?' He looked around and smiled, no. He was in Scully's room, but where was Scully? He got up, changed, and went down stairs. He found her in the kitchen, cooking pancakes, in one of his shirts. Guess she decided to get comfortable. He looked at her; God was she beautiful, even in his oversized t-shirt.

He walked up behind her. He could see the smile growing across the side of her face; she had heard him but continued to cook. He slipped his arms around her waist and kissed her gently on the neck before whispering, "Good morning."

"Good morning to you too." She said as she turned around in his arms to face him.

"I woke up this morning and no one was there. I thought it was all a dream, was it a dream Scully?" he asked although he already knew the answer.

She looked up at him with a slight grin on her face. Her arms snaked around his neck as she pulled him down to a passionate kiss. "What does that tell you?"

"It tells me that I am the luckiest man on the planet."

"Ahh, good answer but you better be hungry too because I made pancakes."

They sat down and ate breakfast. Once finished they started cleaning the dishes.

"So what are we going to do today Mulder?"

"I don't know Scully, um. Usually I sit on the couch and watch reruns of Christmas movies. What do you usually do on Christmas Eve?"

"Usually I spend Christmas with my family and we spend the day out in the snow building snow forts and snowmen with my nieces and nephews." She stopped washing and looked at him. She clearly saw pain in his face and she knew why.

"Mulder, look at me." She brought her hand up to his cheek and turned his head so he was facing her.

"There is no other place I would be right now then with you. You do remember that I agreed to go on this trip."

He smiled slightly, a little relieved at what he had heard. "Would you like to make a snowman today Scully?"

She laughed, "I thought you'd never ask Mulder."