Wyndamere looked cheerful and bright as young Spencer ran around on a sugar high. His adoptive mother scooped him up in her arms and they fell back onto the couch laughing. Nikolas came in the room and smiled as he looked at both of them. "I take it the chances of him going to bed anytime soon are slim, huh?"

"Very much so." She tickled Spencer's belly and he giggled.

Nikolas felt at peace, for the first time all day. Something had been nagging at him, and he just couldn't get over the feeling that something was different, something could shake his entire world.

Spencer jumped up from his mother's lap and ran to his father, "Daddy! Can we hang the stockings now?"

Nikolas looked at his wife who nodded towards the box on the nearby table. "Well, Mom says we can so lets get to it."

Spencer raced for the box and pulled out his stocking and studied it for a moment before grabbing his mothers and his fathers and handing them to them.

After they hung their stockings with care, Spencer grabbed a copy of his favorite Christmas story and gave his father the puppy dog face to get his father to read it to him.

So Nikolas sat next to his wife and with his son on his lap as he began to read aloud from The Night Before Christmas.

Spencer was completely enchanted with the poem and once it was over he was running off towards the kitchen.

"He is really into this holiday." His wife smiled as she began to straighten things up just a little bit.

Nikolas nodded and watched as his son came in with a plate of cookies and a small glass of milk. "I'm gonna go to bed early cause I know Santa won't come until I do." He placed the items down on the coffee table.

Spencer grabbed his mother's hand and led her upstairs for their nightly tuck in ritual. That left Nikolas alone as he went over to the tree and picked up a small box he'd left earlier that day resting on a branch.

"Are you trying to sneak a peek?" His wife's voice came from behind him causing him to turn and smile. "Actually no. Is Spencer asleep already?"

She nodded, "The second his head hit the pillow he was dreaming of sugarplums." She took a few steps towards her husband and tried to look at the package in his hands, "And who is this for?"

Nikolas shrugged, "Check the label."

She finally got a peek and saw his script with her name. "Nikolas, are you anxious?"

"Just a little, this is a special gift." He handed it to her and she studied the package and began to remove the ribbon and undo the paper.

"Oh Nikolas, its beautiful." She pulled out the ceramic paperweight that looked exactly like a lark.

He looked a little nervous, "You really like it?"

She nodded, "I love it! Its perfect, it looks almost exactly like the one on my business cards."

"I know, it took a while to track it down but finally I did. I figured it would look perfect on your desk."

She kissed him and then put her present down on the table, "Okay time for yours." She raced over to the tree and took out a good sized package and handed it to him. "Okay, open it up."

Nikolas did as his wife insisted and quickly ripped into the wrapping paper before opening the box. He pulled out a baby name book and a blank baby book. "What's this for?"

She took his hand and placed it on her belly, "We Nikolas are having a baby. Spencer is going to be a big brother."

His jaw dropped, "Really?"

She nodded, "Yup, we really are."

He looked into her eyes and kissed her, "I love you Lark, you have made me happy when I never thought it was possible to be happy ever again."

She hugged him back, "And you make me happy Nikolas. I'm just glad we found each other."

"I am as well." He pushed her hair away from her eyes and kissed her again. "Any name suggestions?"

"Anything but Julie." She looked up at the Christmas star topper on the tree, "Just think, next year we'll have another child to share this holiday with."

"So should we wait to tell Spencer?"

"No, we should tell him tomorrow during dinner." She snuggled up against her husband as they watched the lights.

"Then we can tell everyone, it'll be a Christmas to remember."

"Yes, that it will be."