Authors' Notes: We have come to the end of this tale, I decided to do a few short paragraphs in Charissa's point of view to tie things up. We should get started on the next part soon. :)
The next morning, we awoke to no other presents than spending time with each other and being alive and really great food. B.A.'s Mother knew how to cook a mean meal and it seemed like there was extra room in all our stomachs. Even mine.
So this was what Christmas was like with a family, and now that I had experienced it I was hooked. I wanted to do it again next year and the year after that. Mrs. Baracus was a rare woman, she made me feel like I belonged there and a part of things. Not that the guys don't make me feel like that all the time, but this was different… this wasn't a gig or a mission. This was as normal as we'd ever get.
Sadly however for Mrs. Baracus' safety we soon had to cut our surprise visit short. I remembered her kind words as we readied to leave, that it had been the best Christmas she'd ever had and we all had agreed as did Face who was pretty much cured of his cold thanks to the woman's knowing ways.
Something told me we'd be back at some point, maybe for Christmas again and actually plan on it and do it right, gifts and all.
We were all a little sad as we drove off, headed for New York. We had figured since we were close enough we'd hit the Big Apple for New Year's, sounds like a fun idea.
The End... for now.