A/N: Hey, welcome to 12 Days of Surrera. I felt like writing some Christmas fics involving Andy and Robert so here we are. They are meant to be one-shots but me being me, I seem to have made them intertwine with one another. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this and as always, don't be afraid to let me know your thoughts x

It was a cold, grey December night in Seattle. The clouds had begun forming for the incoming snowstorm that was due to land any moment and rather than being tucked up in bed, Andy found herself standing in the garden letting the cool breeze fill her senses repeatedly.

It was 3 am and she couldn't sleep.

Growing up Christmas had been a big tradition in the Herrera household but this year was different. It was the first year without her dad and Andy felt uneasy. It had only been eight months since her father passed away but the grief was still raw, especially around big dates in the calendar and Christmas was no exception.

It was usual for her to begin decorating for Christmas the day after Thanksgiving but it was creeping into the second week of December and there was not one decoration hung in the house. Robert, on several occasions, had asked about decorating the house but Andy continually brushed it off giving the excuse that "we're too busy to do that right now", even if nothing was happening. Robert had quickly learnt that pressing Andy about it wouldn't help at all.

Andy was pulled from her thoughts when she felt the presence of her husband next to her.

"How long have you been out here for?" He asked, breaking the silence of the night.

"Half an hour" She replied rubbing her left upper arm suddenly feeling the winter chill on her skin, "I couldn't sleep so I thought I would come out here so I didn't disturb you."

"The big, empty gap in the bed next to me disturbed me" Robert stated, "Are you okay?"

"No, I'm not. December was my favourite month because Papi always made sure it was special but now…" She trailed off, not quite sure how to explain her feelings to Robert. After their 90-day separation, they had agreed to talk to each other about anything and everything but sometimes it was a little easier said than done.

"I get that. When my parents died, the first Christmas without them was hard. Not only were they not there but my family wasn't around as we lost touch."

"Does it get any easier?"

"Yes, because we will make our traditions and your memories of your dad will live on through them." Robert stated.

Andy opened her mouth to speak but all that came out was a yawn, after all, it was 3 am and she was yet to sleep.

"We should probably get back to bed." Robert announced. He pulled Andy into a hug to guide her back into the house, "Andy, you're freezing!"

"Well, it's a good job I've got you to warm me up then." Andy smirked as she buried herself further into his chest.

They made their way to the bedroom rather quickly, wanting to get under the covers to warm up as soon as possible.

"Robert?" Andy mumbled as she got comfortable in the bed.

"Hm." He replied, beginning to fall back asleep from his early morning wake up call.

"You know how we're married?" She asked coyly.

"How could I forget?"

"Well, there's an unwritten rule that husbands have to warm their wife's feet when they are frozen and well…" Andy didn't finish her sentence; she simply rolled over and wrapped her cold feet around his to help warm hers up.

"God, they're like blocks of ice." He stated when her feet collided with his.

"As I said, it's your job to warm me up."

"I'm starting to regret this marriage thing." Robert joked as he wrapped his arms around Andy's shoulders so that she could fit perfectly against his side.

"I distinctly remember you saying that you wanted to live a very long life and love me every minute of it. So, you can't go back on your word now." Andy protested.

"Hm, that's true. 90 days without you was torture. There's no way I could do a lifetime."

"Good." Andy stated before falling into a slumber. The weight of her husband next to her was a feeling she missed greatly during their separation. Being alone in the pandemic was not something she enjoyed. Yes, she had moved back in with Maya, and Carina was there, but it was never the same. Falling asleep next to the person you want to grow old with was a feeling like no other and Andy couldn't be happier that they were back together enjoying the little moments, like placing cold feet onto one another to warm up during the cold winter nights.