A/N. I seriously think I'm bi-polar when I write. What other explanation could there be? One thing remains the same, I still don't own anything.

"How bad is it?" James asks, almost afraid to hear the answer. He watches as Logan pulls the gingerbread mold from the oven and wrinkles his nose at the bitter smell of burnt baked goods.

"It's actually not that bad." Logan inspects it carefully. "Mostly on the roof." He grins at James. "We could always pretend that it's soot and ashes from the chimney."

James looks at the finished product skeptically. "Is there even a chimney?"

Logan rolls his eyes. "We'll make one." He sets the mold on the counter to cool and leans into James. "I'm sure you have something in your candy stash that we can use."

James sighs in contentment and wraps his arms around Logan. "You have an answer for everything, don't you?" He ask fondly, as he drops a kiss on Logan's forehead, smiling when Logan tilts his head so that their lips meet.

"I try." Logan grins up at him. "We have some time until it's cool enough to use. What do you want to do?"

A glance out of the window shows James that the sky is dumping another foot or two of snow on them and even though it's beautiful, it wouldn't be all that pleasant to be outside in the freezing cold. "We could watch Rudolph." He suggests brightly, smiling when Logan's face lights up at the idea.

"Sounds good to me." Logan turns the oven off and then walks into the family room with James right behind him. "I'll set it up. You go sit down."

James obeys and watches Logan. He still can't believe all that's happened in the last ten minutes. Just that morning he had been thinking how Logan would marry Leah and he would have to put on a smile at their wedding while deep inside his heart was breaking. Now-

"What's the matter?" Logan asks in sudden concern. He sits down on the couch next to James with the DVD remote in one hand and sets his free hand on James' knee.

The contact reminds James that Logan is his now and he takes the smaller boy into his arms and pulls him into his lap. "I was just thinking," His voice is muffled because his face in pressed into Logan's back. "I can't believe this is real. I thought you and Leah were going to get married and have a bunch of smart and adorable little kids together and-"

"Hey," Logan cuts him off with a quick kiss and turns so that his head is resting on James' shoulder. "Who's Leah?"

James chuckles and dips his head so that his forehead touches Logan's. "Okay. I get the point."

"Good." Logan sits up a little and wraps an arm over James' shoulders and around his neck. "Can we watch the movie now?" He asks with a small pout.

"Absolutely." James says as he continues to stare at Logan.

Logan turns the movie on and then takes James' chin in his hand and forcefully turns his gaze to the TV. "You've never seen this before. So you have to watch it."

It's impossible to refuse Logan anything so James reluctantly turns his attention to the screen, happy to at least have Logan so close to him. They watch the opening credits together and then he's instantly confused. "I thought this was Rudolph."

"It is." Logan seems just as confused by his question.

"Are you sure this isn't Frosty?" James lets go of Logan's hand long enough to point. "Who's the snowman?"

Logan laughs. "James, that's the narrator. He just happens to be a snowman but I don't think he's any relation to Frosty. Trust me. I'm the Christmas movie expert."

"Okay then." James leans backwards and pulls Logan so that he's leaning against him. "I'll be quiet now." But it's hard to be quiet when he has so many questions and comments about the movie. He cracks up at the first scene with the elves making toys and when Logan glances at him, he struggled to explain. "That boss elf makes me think of Gustavo Rocque, that music producer that came through town when we were sixteen."

"He was stupid." Logan scowls at the name. "He said you have no talent. You're amazing. You deserved to get a record deal not Jenny Tinkler."

"Jenny has a great voice." James says generously. "Besides, if I went to LA with Gustavo then I couldn't be here with you."

"It's selfish of me to want you here." Logan sighs. "You'll never do anything if you stay in Minnesota."

"That's fine with me." James tells Logan firmly. "I'd rather be here with you than anywhere else in the world without you."

"You're the best." The scowl fades from Logan's face and he smiles at James.

James shakes his head slowly. "You're the best." He laughs. "Has it even been an hour?" He asks. "We're already arguing like an old married couple."

Logan laughs too but he doesn't say anything else so the two of them try to get back into the movie. The calm only lasts a minute or two before Logan feels James' stare. "Now what?"

"That elf," James smirks. "The one who wants to be a dentist-"

"Hermie." Logan supplies James with the name of the elf in question. "What about him?"

"He just reminds me of you. The way we were always playing with our army men and you were playing doctor to the injured soldiers." James squeezes Logan's hand. "And you're short and adorable just like Hermie."

"Carlos is shorter than I am." Logan protests at the comparison. "Can you ever watch a movie without relating the characters to people in your life?"

"Never." James shakes his head. "You do the same with books, remember?"

"True." Logan smiles. Okay then. See Kendall and Carlos yet?"

"Nope." James shakes his head. "Not yet." He leans forward as if he's paying a great amount of attention to the movie. "I'll keep my eyes peeled."

Logan can't help himself and is now eager to hear who James compares their friends to. But then he frowns. "What will they think?" He asks James. "About us I mean."

James glances at Logan. "They're our best friends." He says quietly.

"My parents were supposed to be my parents." Logan reminds him, his eyes suddenly glistening with unshed tears.

Even with all that's happened, they haven't really talked about Logan's parents. James bits his lip at the sight of Logan so broken hearted and he pulls him into the safe circle of his arms. "I hate your parents for doing this to you." He gently touches the fading bruise just under Logan's eye. "You don't deserve it and if there's anyway I could make you feel better-"

"You have." Logan insists. "Honestly, James. I think I would have been okay if I told you that I was in love with you and you just accepted it. But you love me too and . . . that means everything to me."

James forgets that their watching a light-hearted Christmas movie and he feels concerned for Logan. "Logie," He begins, his voice trembling in fear. "What would you have done if I didn't accept you? You said earlier that you were afraid I'd hate you."

The light fades in Logan's eyes. "I don't think I could have lived with myself." He finally admits. "It would have hurt too much."

James pulls Logan into a fierce hug and old him so tightly that he has to loosen his grasp so that they can breath. "Logan." He whispers, fear making speech impossible except for Logan's name.

"I'm sorry." Logan says miserably. "I didn't mean to hurt you."

"No." James shakes his head and lets out a deep sigh. "It's fine. Just as long as you're okay." He sits up and looks intently at Logan. "Are you okay?"

Logan nods and looks down at their linked hands. "Even with all that's happened with my mom and dad and Leah, I'm better than I've ever been my whole life. I promise."

"Good." James shuts his eyes and lays back down, still not letting go of Logan. "I love you." He says just in case Logan needs to hear it.

Logan kisses him gently. "I love you too." He replies, sounding perfectly content and at ease. "And you know what I think?" He waits for James to open his eyes and look at him. "I think Kendall and Carlos will be okay with us."

"Us." James smiles. "Do you know how much I love the sound of that?" He glances at the TV screen at an unexpected sound and laughs. "I forgot we were watching this."

Logan's cheeks redden. "Oh yeah." He says, ducking his head in shy embarrassment. "Do you see a Kendall or a Carlos?"

"Um. . ." James focuses on the movie and then laughs, relieved to have the tension gone. "Yeah. That red haired guy is Kendall. Just imagine his mustache as eyebrows."

Instantly, Logan collapses into laughter. "James!" He gasps. "That's so terrible!"

"Well, I also think that. . . creature is Carlos."

"The Abominable Snowman?" Logan laughs even harder. "That's even worse, James."

James wishes he could capture the sound of Logan's laughter because he's convinced it's one of the most beautiful sounds in all the world. "I know. Normally, I'd say that Carlos is the elf but Hermie is really cute like you so-"

"So you compare the shortest of us to the tallest character in the movie." Logan finishes. "Okay, James."

"Who am I?" James asks curiously.

Naturally, Logan takes time to actually consider his question seriously. "I think you're Rudolph." he finally says. "Because you're my hero just like Rudolph is everyone's hero You saved Christmas for me just like Rudolph saves Christmas for everyone."

"And you say I'm corny." James laughs gently, not wanting to hurt Logan's feelings.

But Logan laughs too. "I've learned it from the best." He replies simply. "You."

"You've learned well, young padawn." James said in a deep voice. "Soon you'll be a master."

Logan shakes his head. "You're so strange." He murmurs, kissing James.

"Is that why you can't keep off of me?" James teases.

"Like you could do better." Logan retorts.

"I thought we were watching Rudolph." James isn't paying attention to the movie though. He has Logan. What else does he need?

"Forget Rudolph." Logan speaks for him and leans in closer to James. "You're much better. Besides," He nods to the screen. "It's almost over anyway. Santa just has to save the misfit toys."

"Aw, but that sounds so happy." James still doesn't tear his gaze away from Logan.

"I'm already happy." Logan sits up and then stands, pulling James to his feet. "But I know something else we can do."

"Oh?" James eyebrows shoot up. "What's on your mind this time?"

"Besides how much I love you?" Logan asks. He grins as James leads him to the mistletoe. "We still haven't finished that gingerbread house."

James leans in and holds Logan long enough to exchange a few kisses then he reluctantly breaks away. "Well then I guess we'd better get started."

A/N. -cough choke gasp- FLUFF. -dead- Review?