Thank you for the support, please keep reviewing and letting me know what more you want to see. I'm trying to finish this before New Years Eve, so here I am, writing this at 10:30, so forgive me if the grammar is much worse than usual. I didn't and still don't have an idea for this chapter, so it's kind of just going to have some Snowing moments after Christmas. Also, forgive me, I used degrees in celcius and not Fahrenheit, so that's my mistake, just think of it as a little above room temperature. As always, I hope you enjoy!

Christmas morning was uneventful. Mary Margaret and David exchanges gifts before Regina, Daniel, and Henry came over. They congratulated them both on the engagement, played Christmas music, and watched Henry unwrap presents from the two, then watched some Christmas movies before they left. They decided to head off to bed early, in David's new set of Pyjamas from Mary Margaret, and Mary Margaret with her fleece blanket that Henry picked for her.

The day after, they lounged around in they're sleepwear, laying in bed and baking cookies for the entirety of it. Mary Margaret was working out her lesson plans for the next two months, while David distracted her, kissing her neck, peppering her face with kisses, and sucking her jawline, bound to leave a mark. She giggled.

"David, I'm working," she said, still grinning. David continued, but without much more protest. Once she finished, he continued worshipping her in their bed.

After being kissed all over, she pulled her computer back into her lap, as she needed to finish her worksheets and lessons. David lay beside her, looking up at her from his pillow, arms behind his head, watching her work.

"I know you're staring at me," she whispered to him.

"I can't help it, you look amazing in that outfit," he commented

"I'm not wearing anything," she laughed.

"Exactly," he murmured, kissing her knuckles gently. She rolled her eyes and shut the computer.

"Let's play a board game or something, at least get out of bed, other than to make cookies to be eaten in said bed." He nodded and pulled clothes out of the places they had previously thrown them. Mary Margaret went to her closet to dig out her collection of board games.

"Okay, we have Yahtzee, UNO, Apples to Apples, Monopoly, Scrabble, Clue…"

"Let's play Clue!" David chimed in.

"Okay. After, I want to play UNO," she said.

They ended up playing the majority of the board games instead. David beat her at Clue and UNO, while Mary Margaret whooped him at Scrabble, Apples to Apples, and Yahtzee.

Afterwards, they sat on the couch, snuggled up in a blanket, watching television and eating cookies, but not paying attention, as they were too caught up in each other.

"I can't believe I was stupid enough to let you go," she muttered to herself.

"I started it, actually," He laughed. She laughed with him. Just then, a knock on the door jostled Mary Margaret our front the blanket. She opened the door to find Toby standing on the other side.

"Look, I just want to apologize for my actions, I had no right to find you with the intent of hurting David," he said,"I was drunk and angry with myself, I had no idea what I was thinking. Forgive me?" He asked. Mary Margaret pondered his proposition.

"I forgive you, but if you hurt him again, I will kick your ass," she said. A flash of terror crossed his face, but was quickly replaced by a joking expression. He nodded and walked away. She shut the door and returned to David, leaning her head against his chest. She felt and heard him laugh.

"You should fear for your life when Mary Margaret threatens you." She laughed.

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The next week, Mary Margaret was running around the loft getting her things together. School starts tomorrow and she needed to get her things together. David rubbed her back soothingly as she paced back and forth.

"I can't find it…" she muttered.

"Can't find what?" She didn't listen to him, and was checking in her closet, under chairs and the large couch. He laughed.

"Are you looking for this?" He asked. She looked over and smiled lovingly at him.

"Where was it?" She asked. He pointed to the countertop. She laughed.

"You keep me sane," she muttered, kissing him lightly. She stuffed her papers and materials into her tote bags and set them near the door.

Later, she lay on the couch under layers and layers of blankets, shivering. David sat next to her. He looked at her, shivering.

"It's twenty three degrees in here, I'm hot," he said. He leant his hand up against her forehead.

"You're burning up," he muttered. He cooked up some soup for dinner as she lay on the couch napping. He set the bowl down on the coffee table in front of her and she slowly woke. She held her head in her hand and grabbed the bowl with the other.

"If this doesn't let up, you may have to call in a sub," he muttered. She pouted.

"At least it's another day with you..." she said, leaning over to him. He could see the flash of lust in her eyes.

"No, you need to rest," he insisted, giving her a spoon for her soup. She kissed him gently and began eating.

"Now you're going to get sick," she told him.

"I'll take my chances…" he said, kissing her once more. She giggled and sunk beneath the covers to eat. He sat on the other end of the couch, massaging her feet.

The next morning, it only got worse. It went from a fever to vomiting. She reluctantly sent in a sub to teach, and stayed home with David, before he went to work. When he did, she snuck out to the drug store across the street.

When he came home from work, he set down his jacket and looked for her in their bedroom.

"Mary Margaret?" He called. She walked out of the bathroom, smiling. He looked at her questioningly.

"I'm pregnant," she muttered to him. He swept her up in his arms and laughed, twirling her around.

"Nauseous," she said, and he put her down. They grinned at each other and sat down on the couch once more to tend to Mary Margaret's sickness.