"Quit being such a baby, you baby." Luke mumbled, as he ran his hand through the wet auburn locks of his husband's hair, "You'll do anything to get out of Christmas with our family, won't you."

"Yes, I decided to get sick just to get out of going to the farm." Reid mumbled before going into a coughing fit.

"That is not what I meant, and you know it." Luke helped him sit up and handed him a bottle of water, "What I am talking about is you pretending you weren't really sick and we could still go. Knowing I would insist we stay home so not to take any chances of getting others sick."

"Hey, if it worked." Reid shrugged after taking a sip of the water and laying back down.

Luke laughed, "Just take your damn medicine and get some sleep." he stood, "I'm going to make some calls and tell them we're not going to be showing up tonight or tomorrow."

He left the room, keeping the door open in case Reid needed him for anything. He sat down on the couch and grabbed his phone from the coffee table and dialed the farm.

"Snyder farm, Holden Snyder speaking."

"Hey, Dad." Luke smiled, "Listen, Reid and I won't be making it to the farm for Christmas."

"Why not?"

"Reid is sick and I don't want anyone else catching whatever he has."

"He's not just faking it to get out of his first Christmas as a Snyder, is he?"

"Well, he's not really a Snyder." Luke laughed, "But, no. He is not faking. His temp is over one hundred. I wanted to take him to the hospital but he's refusing."

"He's a doctor, he's trying to treat himself."

"Yeah." Luke chuckled, "Anyway, could you just tell everyone sorry and Merry Christmas for us."

"Of course, son. Tell Reid we hope he feels better and Merry Christmas to you boys."

"Thanks Dad. Bye."

Luke hung up and sat back on the couch, propping his feet up on the edge of the coffee table. He had the TV on low, playing a marathon of Christmas animated movies. There were no lights on other then the TV and the multi-colored lights from the fake tree just behind the couch. He heard coughing again and he was about to get up when Reid plopped down on the couch next to him, a blanket wrapped around his body.

"What are you doing out of bed?"

"It's boring in there." Reid croaked, somehow tucking himself into Luke's side, resting his head on the blond's shoulder.

Luke chuckled as he wrapped his arm around Reid's waist and pulled him closer, "You're suppose to be sleeping anyway."

"I'll sleep right here."

"Everyone says Merry Christmas and they hope you feel better soon."

Reid nodded but didn't say anything. Luke knew he would be out cold soon.

Reid woke up to find himself sprawled out on the couch, the blanket falling off his body. Towel wrapped ice were tucked around his body and he had a washcloth on his forehead. He groaned as he tried to sit up. He was able to sit up and looked around the room, it was empty. No Luke.

"Luke?" he croaked.

There was no answer, "Luke!" he tried a little louder.

"Stop freaking out, I'm right here." Luke walked out of the hall, wrapped in a towel, "I was taking the time while you slept to shower."

A smile spread across Reid's face and Luke knew what he was thinking.

"No."

Reid frowned, "Why not?"

"Because you're sick and you need rest." Luke walked into their room to get dressed, "Are you hungry?"

"Yes." Reid pushed the towels and ice off the couch and sat up with his back to the cusions of the couch.

"Good. I guess after my dad told everyone you were sick and we were not coming to the farm, Grandma made up some food and sent uncle Jack over with it all."

"So I don't have to eat food that you cooked!"

"Hey, my cooking is just fine."

"But it's not Emma's."

"She was the one who taught me to cook."

"Just get me food!" Reid whined as Luke walked back out of the room in Reid's old Harvard sweatshirt and a pair of lounge pants.

"God, you're even bossier when sick."

The pair sat together on the couch, eating and watching more Christmas animated movies on TV. Luke had made Reid eat some chicken noodle soup that Emma had made just for him and said the other food could be saved for tomorrow if he was feeling better.

"We need to find something else to watch." Reid grumbled, "Not these kiddie shows."

"They are not kiddie shows. They are Christmas classics."

"Whatever, they are starting to bug me."

"Everything bugs you." Luke stood up taking their dishes into the kitchen.

"Where's the remote?"

Luke sat the dishes in the sink and turned to Reid, the remote in his hand and a smirk on his face.

"That's not fair!"

"Your point?"

"You're depriving a sick man from watching something he actually wants to watch."

"What like the cooking channel?"

"Yes." Reid nodded

"You get to suffer through Christmas movies since I have to suffer through your bitchiness of being sick."

"I am not being bitchy."

"Please, you were born bitchy." Luke laughed as he sat back down.

He didn't have a chance to relax into the couch before Reid pushed him down and pinned him to the couch. The remote fell out of his hand and out of reach of both of them. Reid moaned and just laid on top of Luke, his nose tucked into Luke's neck. Luke just laughed.

"Good going, now you're stuck watching Christmas movies."

"Nuh uh, go and get the remote."

"I can't if you're laying on me."

Reid groaned again but didn't move and Luke just laughed again.

"Be glad the TV is muted and you don't have to listen to the movies."

"I can think of other things to do though." Reid mumbled into Luke's neck, kissing him.

"Yeah, open presents." Luke pushed on Reid's shoulders, "Get off."

"Oh come on!" Reid sat up, allowing Luke to climb off the couch, "I'm feeling better."

"Of course you are."

Luke walked around the couch and to the little tree they had set up. There were two small presents sitting underneath the tree that he grabbed, walking back around the couch, grabbing the remote off the floor before plopping back down. He handed Reid's present to him and kept his own.

"Who opens first?" he asked

"We open at the same time." Reid replied

Luke nodded and they both started unwrapping their present from each other. Reid pulled a set of keys from his box and looked at Luke who was smiling at him, his present was still closed.

"For your new car."

"I knew there was a reason for Jacob firing all those questions about cars at me last week."

Luke nodded, "I thought it would be easier for him to get you to answer and not get susspisious."

"He's five, how did he remember everything to ask about the..." Reid then smiled, "He kept looking down at the book in his lap. He was reading off a list of questions, wasn't he."

"Yup. Smart five year old."

"How'd he remember what to tell you?"

"Katie."

"Katie? How would she have known? She was sleeping while I watched him."

"Actually, she was listening and writing down your answers for me. We were going to use a tape recorder, but she offered to listen and write."

"You three are sneaky."

"Yes we are." Luke smiled, "Your new car will be here after the holidays though."

Reid nodded, "Open yours. It's nothing great compared to a new car though."

Luke opened up his present the rest of the way and pulled out a book. His eyes widened and he looked at at Reid, "How did you?"

"Lucinda and Lily helped me."

Luke looked back down at the book with a goofy grin on his face. The book was titled, Short Stories and the author was Luke Snyder. Luke flipped through the book and noticed it had all sorts of stories that he had wrote as a teen and a few newer ones from the last couple of years.

"Lily found all the older ones and I stole and copied the newer ones. Lucinda sent them to a friend in New York who published them." Reid started talking, "If you sign the contract that's tucked away in the back of the book, which Lucinda went over herself with the publishers, they'll start making more and selling them."

"Really?" Luke's head shot up.

Reid only nodded. Luke sat his present down on the table, took Reid's and did the same and then straddled his husbands lap, wrapping his arms around Reid's neck.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't tell me you're thinking differently then you were five minutes ago."

"You know I never am." Reid wrapped his arms around Luke's waist and pulled the blond closer.

Luke started kissing from Reid's shoulder to his neck, his jaw and then finally his mouth. The making out only lasted for a good ten minutes before Reid moved them into a laying position with Luke below him once again, after pulling Luke's sweatshirt off.