Three

"Hon!" Beetee called setting a mug of hot chocolate on a tray. "Hon! I'm bringing down breakfast." He walked slowly down the stairs to their workroom. At nearly fifty, he knew he had to be careful going down stairs, particularly with a tray laden with food. He smiled as Wiress flipped a switch on one of the walls. A wire with lightbulbs of different colors was strung around the room.

"Merry Christmas!" Wiress whispered hugging her husband before taking the tray and placing it on her worktable. "Oh -" She sipped her mug of hot chocolate. "You made -"

"Hot chocolate, yes." Beetee said. Wiress smiled at him and took his hand. Even though she was thirty seven, she still had the excited light in her eyes that many children had on Christmas morning.

"Oh - Beetee!" Wiress giggled before kissing him. They ate their breakfast rolls with icing. Beetee sat across from his wife and they held hands across the table as they let their food digest.

"This is our ninteenth Christmas together, love." He whispered. Wiress giggled.

"And twenty -"

"Yes, Twenty will be special." Beetee said. Wiress beamed at him as she took his hand and kissed it. "So, you had something for me down here?"

"Yes." Wiress said happily. "Close -"

"My eyes?" Beetee asked. He felt small hands take his glasses off. "WIRESS!" She replied with a giggle and kissed his forehead. Wiress hurried to the corner of the room and unveiled a large machine. She replaced his glasses before he opened his eyes and gasped.

"Oh - my - wires - oh - Wiress!" He gasped standing up. Wiress took his hands and slowly led him to the machine. "It's -" he paused running his hands over the gleaming surface.

"For your high voltage -"

"Wire, yes." Beetee said smiling. "You knew I wanted to invent it by next December." He was hoping he could somehow send it to his tributes during the next Quarter Quell which was in a year and a half.

"Yes, now -" Wiress beamed.

"Now I can." Beetee whispered before wrapping his wife in a hug and kissing her soundly. "Oh, love, oh, Wiress!" Beetee smiled and took her hands. "I have something for you, love." Wiress' eyes lit up. He walked her up to their living room. Wiress noticed a small box on the coffee table. "Pick it up, dear." Wiress opened the box and saw a silver chain with a locket. B&W was etched into the locket.

"Oh - It's beautiful!" Wiress whispered. Beetee put it on her, kissing her neck as he clasped the clasp.

"I wanted to wait until our twentieth aneversary, but something told me to give it to you now."

"Beetee -" Wiress whispered before they kissed again. "Beetee - love - you have always been my best Christmas present -" She giggled as Beetee peppered her with kisses. They had gotten married a few weeks before her first Christmas as a Victor.

"Oh - Wiress -" Beetee whispered. "You are my best present every single day, love. I love you! Merry Christmas!"