Here's another chapter. Hope you all enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I do not own the people, some ideas, settings or anything FOX related except Charlie, Taylor and any other future characters.

Sam POV:

"So Charlotte right?" my mom asked, putting her coffee cup down. Kurt went out with Blaine, Steve and Stacie were by the tree playing with their toys while the rest of us had coffee and dessert.

"Yes but people call me Charlie," she explained before finishing her slice of cake.

My mom nodded, placing her coffee down on the coaster. "So why aren't you with you're family on Christmas?"

The room fell silent as everyone started to play close attention to the conversation. I choked on my milk, stiffened and sat up. "Mom," I hissed through my teeth.

She shrugged. "What it's just a question," she innocently said to me then looked to Charlie. "I didn't mean to offend you in any way."

"No it's ok Mrs. Evans," Charlie replied as she squeezed my hand and gave me an 'it's fine' smile that oddly comforted me. I relaxed and threw my arm over her shoulder. "My dad is away on a business trip and my step mom is in Brazil with her family."

My mom raised her eyebrow. "Stepmother?"

"Yes ma'am my mother died when I was nine. It was just me and my dad until he remarried when I was twelve." I stared at her briefly shocked. I didn't know that about her mother. Come to think of it, I didn't know much about her life before she came here. She never talked about it and when I asked she would cleverly change the subject. I rubbed the side of her arm then she glanced at me and she gave me a small smile.

"Oh I'm very sorry."

"Thank you Mrs. Evans."

There was a few seconds of silence before my mom spoke up again. "Well why aren't you with your stepmother?"

"Well…" she hesitated. "We just don't see eye to eye and I doubt she really wanted me to go with her anyway." She smiled at Finn. "Finn saved me from being home alone on Christmas."

My mom's face turned grim. "That's very unfortunate but I still think people should be with at least someone from their family. I bet she misses you terribly. Sam remember that Quinn girl? She was nice and always was a family orientated type of girl," she finished. Almost everyone's eyes widened or mouth hung open.

"Mom!"

"What? I'm just creating conversation. Whatever happened to that girl anyway?"

"That's enough!" I shot up from my seat, making her flinch and everyone jump a little.

She looked between my dad, who had his head down, rubbing his eyes tiredly and me. "I…I'm sorry…"

I sat back down, glaring at how rude she was being. Everyone looked around awkward and probably shocked at how my mom was acting. I looked to my dad, pleading him to help me out. He coughed, sitting up and leaning his elbows on his knees. "So you're only Spanish Charlie?"

Charlie cautiously glanced at my mom then back to my dad. "No my dad is half black and Puerto Rican and my mom was Colombian so it's more like fifty percent Colombian, twenty-five percent black and Puerto Rican."

"Nice job son. You're lucky to have got yourself a beautiful girl with some Latina flavor," he empathized on Latina, earning a few laughs and instantly calming the room from the previous conversation.

"Dad," I said too embarrassed to look at her until she squeezed my hand. I looked up and our eyes locked as I grinned.

"It's me who's lucky," I softly stated, getting lost in her eyes. We broke eye contact when my father coughed.

"What does you're father do sweetheart?" he asked.

"He's a pilot. He travels a lot and hardly sees me but it's a job he loves so if he's happy I'm happy," she quickly responded as if that was rehearsed but I let it go.

"Ahh," Hiram excitedly expressed, shifting his glass of scotch from one hand to another. "That sounds exciting. How did you end up here?"

Everyone perked up in interest as well as all eyes were on Charlie. "I use to live in California before I've lived here. When my dad landed in Columbus for a couple of days, he was driving and his car broke down here in Lima. He stayed while he got his car fixed and seemed fond of Lima because it was charming and was safer than Cali so he moved my stepmother and me here."

"Oh? So I've met your father before then?" Burt asked.

Charlie shrugged then nodded. "Most likely if you're the only mechanic shop," she joked, causing most of the adults to chuckle.

"Well I'm glad you're here with us sweetie," Carole genuinely said while cleaning off the coffee table with Burt in tow helping.

"No thank you Mrs. Hummel and Mr. Hummel for letting me into your lovely home," Charlie politely remarked.

"Oh sweetie it's Carole."

"Yeah kiddo just Burt and our door is always open to you."

Charlie widely smiled as she leaned into me. I hugged her tighter then kissed her head. "You want to get out of here?" I quietly whispered into her ear as everyone talked amongst themselves. She looked up at me and gazed into my eyes for a second before her beautiful appeared, telling me the answer I needed. We got up and said our thanks and goodbyes before I grabbed Charlie's leather jacket as she put on her white knitted beret. I grabbed her hand and led her outside.

Charlie POV:

I giggled as Sam led me to my surprise with his hands preventing me from seeing where I was going. "Are we there yet?" I asked, filled with excitement.

He chuckled. "Almost."

I groaned, earning another chuckle from him. When we left Finn's house, I've been trying to think where we could've been going. The car ride didn't take long so it shouldn't have been that far. As we treaded through the snow, I thought of all the possible surprises he could come up with but none of them had to deal with outside.

"We're here," he whispered, removing his hands from my eyes and snapping me out of my thoughts. I blink a couple of times so my eyes could adjust to the darkness.

"I can't…" Suddenly the lights came on and music started to play. It was an outdoor ice rink. It was beautifully decorated with white lights along the border and poles while the rest of the lights hung on neighboring trees. Against the old log benches were two pairs of ice skates and Sam stood by the switch grinning at me. "See, " I finished.

"You like it?" he asked after he noticed I was speechless.

"Like it?" I scoffed. "How about love it," I expressed, jumping into his arms in excitement.

I eagerly kissed him as he smiled into the kiss. When we broke apart, we leaned our foreheads against each other. "Here," he said, holding a pair of skates in front of me. "Rachel helped me with what size skates you were and she told me that you loved skating at the Rockefeller Center in the winter all the time."

He led me to the bench and we sat as we put on our skates. "So this was the big surprise?"

He shrugged while pulling me with him towards the rink. "Half of it," he mysteriously replied.

I narrowed my eyes suspiciously then beamed at him. He lost his balance once he got on the ice but I held tightly onto his arms. I threw my head back while laughing whole-heartedly at his clumsiness. "Do you even know how to skate?"

His face turned red as he tried to stand up straight. "No…not really."

I pulled him out to the center. "That's ok I'll teach you."

He shook his head, letting go of my hand. "No go," he insisted as he leaned on the border. "I want to see you in action." I laughed but obeyed, skating backwards. Winter Wonderland gently played in the background as I glided back and forth. I went into an arabesque then axel jump and a jump sequence. I did a couple of more jumps then did a sit spin, transforming into a simple spin once I stood up. When I finished, I let out a breath of air I didn't know I was holding. I didn't even realize where I was until I heard Sam clapping behind me. I turned to see him look at me with admiration. "That was amazing," he said completely blown away.

I skated back to him, reaching for his hand. "Thank you." I gave him a peck on the lips. "Now you're turn," I breathed against his rosy cold cheek. I started skating again with him in tow until he loss his balance again and was started to fall bringing me down with him. He gripped on me so that I would land on him so he could break my fall.

"Oh my god are you ok?" I asked worried when I heard him groan in pain. For a moment, he stared at me then roared in laughter. I realized that he was fine and joined in. Our laughter ceased when he placed some hair behind my ear then dragged his hand down my face as I leaned into his touch.

"I love you," he admitted. I felt my eye widen. Did he just say what I think he said? I never had someone other then my parents say that to me but when he said it, it sounded right and made me having all these intense feelings inside. Was what I felt for him love too? I knew we were dating but was I ready to be in such an emotionally committed relationship? I knew that when we were in different classes, I couldn't wait for time to fly by so I could see him. I knew that every time I saw him, whatever I horrible thing I was dealing with melted away by his smile. I knew that he was the one person who has made me happier since my mom's death.

I studied his facial features, committing his gorgeous green eyes, round cheeks, dirty blond hair that was sticking out of his beanie and my favorite part of his face; his lips to memory. It then hit me that I am in love with him. "I love you too," I confidently stated before he leaned in and kissed me with fieriness.

We broke apart then he moved his hand into his pocket. "Good because what I'm about to do would be awkward if you freaked out," he nervously said, pulling out f a tiny black box. I gasped; staring at the box like that was the present itself. Sam chuckled. "Well open it," he insisted. I took the box as I still laid on top of him and opened it.

I looked at him, shocked to see an infinity symbol ring with forever on one loop and always on the other inscribed on it. "What is this?"

He took the ring out of the box, holding it between us. "It's a promise ring. It's my promise to you that whenever we get into a fight I won't go to bed without talking to you or mad at you. If we're apart, I'll never forget to talk to you everyday. I'll always love you, be faithful to you, respect you and be the man you need and deserve," he explained as he slipped it on my finger.

I grinned so hard my cheeks were hurting while holding up my hand, eyeing the beautiful ring. "Sam…this is the best gift ever. I love you." We kissed again before I got up, helping him up and dragging him along to the bench. "Come on," I said, taking off my skates.

He grinned when I led him back to his truck. "Where are we going?"

I turned around, gripped onto his jacket, kissed him eagerly as I leaned back on his truck. I moved my lips together when we broke apart, trying to savor his kiss. "I want to go that bed and breakfast in town."

He looked at me confused. "Why?"

I giggled at how adorable he was being then turned serious. "Because I have one more gift to give you on Christmas," I hinted, hoping he got what I meant.

He must have because his eyes widened before a smile extended across his face. "You mean…" I nodded then got into his truck. I lightly laughed when he ran around, quickly got into his truck and started his car. "What are we waiting for then?" he questioned lively.

Good? Bad? Please review! Next chapter is focusing on New Years Eve and plenty of drama will be coming up. Also I can't believe Glee is almost over until September...I'm going to miss it so much and tuesdays episode was absolute perfection that brought tears to my eyes. Can't wait until next week for the season finale! Anyway hope you guys are enjoying this story as much as I'm enjoying writing it. Peace and love ^_^