So, I know Christmas is over… but I'm gonna keep writing on this story. It may incorporate new years too . (: I don't know. I'm getting bored with this story, so review and tell me if y'all are bored with it as well.

"Gramma! Gramma! Christmas is tomorrow!"

Reba smiled at her granddaughter. "Are you ready for Santa Claus?"

"Yeah!" the little girl shouted, even more enthusiastically this time.

It was a tradition when her children were younger for Brock, God love him, to dress up as Santa and make an appearance just before bedtime.

All her kids were older now, so the tradition had died a year or so after the divorce. Reba knew it would be a nice surprise for Elizabeth, though.

She sighed. This meant she would have to talk to Brock. Things had been weird between them ever since he saw the ring. Whether she was making this weird, or she was just over analyzing the situation, she did not know.

She rang the doorbell three doors down. Moments later, a tired Brock appeared at the door.

"Hey." He said softly. He was surprised, but also happy to see her.

She smiled warmly at him. Her smile was beautiful. Even though temperatures were at record lows in Huston, if felt like July when she smiled. "Can I come in?"

Brock stepped aside allowing her to come in. "So, I was wondering," She began nervously, "if you could do me a huge favor?"

"Sure!" he answered without hesitation.

"Don't you want to know what it is first?"

"If I am going to be helping you out, it doesn't matter." He smiled, joining her on the couch.

"What if I wanted you to rob a bank? Or jump off a cliff!" she joked.

"I know you would never ask me to do anything like that." he was right. She would never ask him to do anything that would harm him or anyone around him. "What do you want me to do?"

"I was wondering, if uh, you could dress up as Santa…just one more time. Please?" she knew she was only asking him to dress up, but she was still nauseous, waiting for his answer.

His face lit up.

"Really?" Reba nodded in affirmation. "Oh, yes! Of course I will!"

Reba's smile grew. "Thank you so much Brock!"

"It's no problem, honey. I would be glad to do it. I thought that tradition had ended."

Reba hugged him tightly, thanking him a million times more. "Be at my house at six. You are more than welcome to stay for dinner afterwards, too."

That night, Elizabeth was ecstatic. Reba had no idea how she was going to fall asleep, she was bouncing off the walls, and she still had no idea about 'Santa' coming to visit.

A fresh batch of cookies had just come out of the oven, when everyone heard sleigh bells.

"What is that, Elizabeth?" Cheyenne asked her five year old daughter. "It sounds like Santa!"

As if her words were a cue, Brock walked through the door. "Is this the house of Elizabeth Montgomery?"

Elizabeth stared at him wide eyed. "Santa!"

Brock hurried to sit in a chair that had been set up for him. Elizabeth quickly followed him.

"What would you like for Christmas?" he asked, bringing the girl to his lap.

"I want barbies!" she answered simply.

"I think Santa can make that happen!" he chuckled joyfully. "What else do you want?"

Elizabeth blushed a bit and whispered her next wish in Santa's ear.

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The excitement of the night had drained Elizabeth, who was now sleeping in her mother's arms. "I'm going to take her up to bed." As Cheyenne took her daughter upstairs, Reba glanced up at the clock. It was only 7:00. Reba was left alone in the living room with Santa.

"Would you like to sit on Santa's lap?" Brock asked, patting his leg.

Much to his surprise, Reba came over, and sat down!

"What would you like for Christmas?" he asked.

"Peace on earth." She joked sleepily, laying her head on his chest.

"I don't know if Santa can grant that wish." She laughed. 'I have one more wish that I hope Santa can grant.' She thought to herself.

Brock changed out of his Santa suit and returned ten minutes later for a late dinner with his family.

"Where is everyone?"

"Van and Cheyenne are up wrapping presents. Jake and Kyra are both at parties and Elizabeth already went to bed." She said, pulling what she thought would be family dinner out of the oven.

"So, I guess it is just us tonight." A hint of sadness could be detected in her voice.

"Awe, don't be sad." He said bringing her into his strong, loving arms.

"My babies are all grown up!" she whimpered into his chest.

Brock rubbed her back comfortingly. "You will always have me to lean on, even though I end up hurting you more than helping you." She laughed through the tears she was trying to hold back.

Christmas only comes once a year

It's that time of year I fear

It's hard to be alone,

I'd rather be alone with you

So many things that I could ask for

Pray to God, hope and wish for.

"I know you always have the best intentions." She revealed. "If you meant to hurt me, that would be different…but I know you don't."

Dinner was wonderful. Reba had to remind herself several times what year it was though. Honestly, it felt like they were married again.

The two had become increasingly close over the last couple of weeks, ever since her birthday.

"So, you never did tell me what you wanted for Christmas." Brock teased her after they had finished eating dinner.

It was all Reba could do not to turn the same shade as her hair. "I can't tell you."

"That's not fair!" he retorted.

I wanna meet you underneath the mistletoe

We'll just stand there all night

And let everything go

I know I'm running out of time

But I just want to be with you this Christmas.

"I already told you…" she smiled. "I want peace on earth!"

"That is not a real gift." The playful arguing continued.

As the room fell silent Brock looked into Reba's eyes. "Just tell me." He whispered kindly. "How bad can it be?"

She bit her lip. Did she really want to tell him what she wanted? Her heart betrayed her head as she revealed the only present she wanted.

"You."

Brock nearly choked. Did he hear correctly? "What about me?" he asked timidly.

"I want to be with you for Christmas."

Review please ! tell me what you think… are you bored with this story, or would you like me to continue? Sorry I didn't update for awhile.

The song is ;;
I just want to be with you this Christmas by Katie Arminger