-Hello, my viewers! Merry Christmas to you all! Hope you had a good time with family and friends! And of course, presents and having feasts as well! As you may have noticed, the poll on top of my profile page, that's the poll for the name of the baby. I will make the decision upon Friday, so you have plenty of time from now and then to decide on your votes, and so, once I have the most votes of the name chosen, I shall then introduce the name on Friday night or Saturday, either way.

And so, enjoy this chapter, viewers, and to my fellow writers, I wish you upon making the best of this last week/weekend before the new year! Cheers! -Traveler.

(Martha's P.O.V.)

I hummed softly as I quickly washed the bottle, and grabbed fresh milk from the refrigerator, filled it in, knowing babies take to warm drinks when they're that young like Grinch's foundling. Putting it into the microwave, I call out to Grinch, "The milk bottle's gonna warm up a bit. When did you find her?

I heard a hum as he stepped near the counter in the kitchen, holding up the baby rather gently, "Jumping galodes, it was past 11 pm last night when I found her. Max heard her long before that, perhaps a half hour earlier, but you should have seen her. She was in the first stages of hypothermia, for Who-God's sake!".

I gasped in horror, "Oh, my lord! Thank goodness you've saved her in time! Listen, Grinch, I know you tend to be grumpy, a prankster, and all-around unsociable since...that day.., but I am sincerely proud of you for saving the babe and bringing her for help from me, even when you had to leave your home to do that.".

Grinch looked at me in shock, breathed softly, "You are?". I nodded, smiling gently, "Yes, and I don't know if you hear everything about me, but there were some things that are not true about me.".

Grinch grimaced, "I may have heard that the Augustus fool's dating you.". I growled lightly, "He bullied you, Grinch, I would never date such a man like him, especially that he's damn so arrogant! I never thought he'd steep that low that day. Grinch, you never needed to make yourself look different. I like you as you are, before and now!".

Grinch's eyes blazed angrily at the mention of Augustus, but then became soft and awed when he heard the last comments. He sighed, "I was stupid to think that Augustus would have been right...". I narrowed my eyes, "You were only eight years old for goodness' sake! You are remarkable, Grinch, don't you ever doubt that!".

Grinch smiled softly, then chuckled in amusement, "Did you really hit him back in High School?". I smirked, "He squealed when I hit him in the nuts when he tried to make the moves on me.". Grinch whistled in amazement, "I wish I would have seen that. Every time I saw you, you've became more incredible, beautiful, and brave.".

I never admitted that I actually blushed in thoughts of Grinch over the years, but now, with his beautiful eyes looking at me, and the foundling in his arms as if he's a father, I can admit that his comment has made me feel like that I wasn't treated as a prize or anything, just genuine admiration and respect toward me, and yes, blush like I was full of fire.

A dong sounded out, and I then turned around to head to the microwave, hearing Grinch's gruffly growl, "What are you looking at, mutt? She's just helping me, that's all. Couldn't a guy compliment a girl?". I chuckled under my breath, hoping that his crush wasn't all gone. I have prayed that Grinch would return, and that I would apologize for everything, through it was Augustus's fault, that fool! Yet I never imagined that he'd return with a dog and a baby in stow.

Pulling the bottle out of the microwave, I tested it on my skin and nodded in approval as it wasn't even a tad hot. I walked around the counter, and sat upon my favorite stuffed chair, smiling at Grinch, "Let me have her. She must be very hungry by now.". Grinch nodded, and gently passed her on to my arms which I instinctively moved into a proper position to hold a baby.

I smiled softly as I held the bottle to her, and she immediately seemed to know that her meal's here as her fingers latched into the bottle, holding it as I held it in place, hearing happy hums of approval. I chuckled bittersweetly as I whispered, "Did you know that I practiced many times with my toy babies when Mom announced that she was going to give me a sibling?".

"I was upset when I lost my brother merely months after his birth. Mom and Papa was heartbroken, but they somewhat moved on, yet remembering my brother here and there, even when they got rich. I was their savior, their hope to further the family line, and it was such a burden. Dad actually yelled at me a year later when I put your angel on the tree. He called you a monster, Grinch, a monster!".

"I screamed at him that you could never be a monster, just a scared, smart boy that I liked. Mom sorta accepted that I would never fall for Augustus as he's from a well-endowed family. Do you know what she said?". I looked up at Grinch who had moved closer to me and the baby, sitting upon a ottoman, and he shook his head.

I smiled craftily, "She said, 'Martha, if, and only then, when your Grinch returns, he better be a gentleman to you, then I wouldn't mind seeing you and him getting married'.".

Grinch widened his eyes in shock, and then smirked softly after thinking for a moment, "I wouldn't mind it at all.". I squeaked at that, blushing hard. I blinked as I heard hiccups from the babe, "Easy, little darling, slow down. You're getting little hiccups. Here, let me help you, darling.".

I grabbed a tablecloth, whipped it over my shoulder, and I heaved up the little one upon my shoulder, patting her back firmly, and hearing a burp, I let her down, smiling to see that she wasn't hiccuping anymore. "There you go, darling. You still hungry, yet?". She yawned, patting the bottle away, and I smiled, "Oh, now you're sleepy then?".

I placed her upon my lap, her bright green eyes blinking slowly as she yawned again, rubbing her face, and I hummed softly, "Go to sleep, little darling. You have been though so much this night and morning. You deserve it, darling. Oh, my gosh, I forgot about the name for you.".

Grinch chuckled, and I looked up at him, "Little kid's cute, I give her that. What're you naming her?". I hummed softly, glancing at the baby who's laying upon my lap, her bright red hair a tad dirty, but still clean, and her bright gold-green eyes closing slowly for sleep, and I sighed lightly, thinking of names.