A/N Sorry for the delay in updating, but I wanted this chapter to have a Christmassy theme and decided that this would be a good time to post it :-) Thank you to all who have been reading and reviewing so far! Merry Christmas (if you celebrate!)

'Ollie come and look what our clever girl can do!' Zosia called out as she smiled at Freya who was lying on her front, lifting her head off the ground. She had a little smile, and was clearl excited about what she had just achieved. Ollie came in to find Freya lying on her front, with Zosia lying down in front of her. 'Beauty and brains, clearly!' She laughed happily.
'That's my girl!' Ollie cheered, kneeling down next to Freya as she looked up at him. 'Obviously she takes after me' he concluded, very proud of his little girl.
'No, you're ugly' Zosia smirked as he stood and put his foot on her back to stop her from being able to get up. 'Ollie let me up' she laughed, but Ollie pretended not to hear her.
'What's that Freya, did you hear that? Mummy says I'm more gorgeous than her? Well isn't she kind' he laughed as Zosia shook her head, trying not to laugh. 'Scooby says I'm good looking' he concluded as Zosia stopped making the effort of get up and just lay there. Ollie laughed as Zosia surrendered. 'You're pretty submissive, aren't you?' He winked and Zosia rolled over onto her back and shot up.
'What? No, I think you'll find I wear the trousers in this relationship' she smirked as she stood, and then Ollie started tickling her. As they laughed, Freya smiled at them and then realised that they were not paying her attention, so she started making cute noises which distracted them both. They stopped and smiled, picking her up and cuddling her. It was approaching Christmas And they were so excited to be spending it as a family. It had been a hell of a year, but they had come through everything stronger than ever. Seb hadn't shown his face again since the incident in the car park, Freya was growing more and more every day, and everyone fell more in love with her every day.
'Speaking of wearing the trousers, Jac has asked if I can work tomorrow, Mo is off sick-' Ollie began to inform Zosia but she was too distracted with Freya being cute. 'Zosia?'
'Tell her no, this is our first Christmas as a family, tell her you can do Boxing Day- Christmas Eve is important for Polish Christmas' Zosia reminded him, 'besides Dad and the boys are coming over to celebrate with us'
'I know darling, I know' he nodded, knowing she was right. 'I'll sort it' he smiled, and she smiled in response as Freya nibbled on her fist.
Zosia smirked. 'Told you'.
'What?' He asked, confused, as he took Freya and gave her a cuddle before he had to go to work.
'Told you I wear the trousers' she grinned.

'Right then Freyfrey, what watch do you think daddy would like?' She asked her clueless baby girl as she wheeled her around the shopping centre- being stubborn, she was adamant that she was not going to go home until she had finished buying everything she and the family needed for the next week as the crowds would be manic. She had already bought her dad a cover for his iPad, some new playing cards, slippers, a tie and some shirts; Arthur some war memorabilia and a philosophy book; Dom a vest (for a joke), some sunglasses and aftershave, and Freya lots of toys and clothes. She was not alone- she knew Dom was awful wwhen it came to starting his Christmas shopping, so made him go with her to motivate him. It was December 21st, and all Zosia needed to do was pick up a watch for Ollie. She had already gotten him some shirts, aftershave, alcohol and an iPhone 6, but because he had mentioned a watch recently, she decided to go all out and get him that too.
'I can't believe you haven't even started your Christmas shopping!' Zosia laughed as she watched Dom get all flustered. 'What about your mum and dad, have you sent them anything?'
'No, I'm seeing them Boxing Day. Oh god I have no idea what I'm doing!' He complained, sighing. 'So, have you seen he-who-shall-not-be-named since the incident in the car park?' Dom asked as Zosia peered in the glass at some watches in a jewellers. He was bouncing Freya up and down while she smiled and grinned a big toothless grin at everyone. 'Zosh how did you and Ollie make something so cute?'
'In answer to your first question, no, thank god' Zosia sighed with relief. 'As for your second, shut up, of course our baby would be cute' she smirked, smugly.
'It was supposed to be a compliment...' Dom laughed. 'That's a nice watch, I didn't know you were thinking of buying me such an expensive gift' he joked, and Zosia rolled her eyes.
'It's for Ollie' she laughed. 'I got you a night of babysitting for this little monster'
'Gee, thanks'

When Ollie arrived home from work, he found Zosia asleep on the sofa, and Freya asleep in the cot next to the sofa. They looked so alike, he thought. He was so excited about their first Christmas as a family. He decided to make a start on the dinner they were having with everyone as Zosia was out for the count, but his attempts at being quiet were hopelessly futile- as a pile of bowls crashed to the ground with an almighty racket, along with Ollie's pride, Zosia and Freya both woke up with a start, followed by tears from one of his ladies...
'Sorry baby girl, you were sleeping weren't you?' Ollie cooed as he picked Freya up and cuddled her, as Zosia rubbed her eyes to wake herself up a bit. Ollie looked over a sleepy Zosia and smirked. 'Soz love' he blurted in a cockney tone and it made Zosia laugh.
'What time is it?'
'4, I'm just making a start on dinner' he smiled, and she smiled in response and kissed him.
'Thank you sweetheart. Let me help though, the guys and dad are coming round for 6'.
'Ok, I guess I'll stay with this little lady until she calms down' he concluded, feeling bad that Freya was still crying. As he cradled her, every time she started to settle back down to sleep, she cried again, grabbing his shirt with her fists. She just wanted to be close to him, and something was making her unhappy...
'Oh, like mother like daughter, a pain in the arse' he laughed, rolling his eyes.
'She's got her daddy wrapped around her little finger' she smiled, looking down at her. 'I've taught her well. Come on, I'll take her' she offered, holding her arms out.
'You just don't want to touch the fish, do you?' He joked, having realised that she had stopped that the particular stage of the preparation that meant she would have to touch raw fish...something which, as a surgeon who had experience of bodily organs in their hands, made him laugh.

Dom, Arthur and Guy arrived as planned and they all ate, drank, laughed and celebrated the holiday together, remembering those who couldn't be with them- Anya, Penny, Tara...but it was not a sad occasion. The couple were still grieving in their own way, but they wanted to celebrate having had them in their lives.
'So how many sprouts have you ever eaten with a Christmas dinner?' Dom asked, have had one too many glasses of mulled wine.
'I hate sprouts' Arthur shuddered, and Zosia nodded, while Guy and Ollie laughed.
'Zoshie do you remember the Christmas when I challenged you and your mother to eat the most sprouts? You barely managed two!'
'Yes I remember' she laughed. 'You and mum ended up finishing them all though. I didn't mind because it meant you couldn't force any on me!'
'Fancy a rematch?' He asked, one eyebrow raised and smirking.
'No, I'm good' she laughed, sipping some mulled wine.
'Valentine?' Guy asked, turning his attention to his future son-in-law.
'Yeah come on Ollie, they've got to be put to good use' Dom cheered supportively, and everyone else laughed. Zosia bounced Freya on her lap, fed her and just as the sprout contest went underway, the doorbell rang. They all looked at each other, confused. Ollie swallowed his mouthful with disgust and stood.
'We're not expecting anyone, are we?' he asked, and Zosia shook her head. Still, he went to the door and answered it. However, when he opened the door, he was confused to find nobody there...but looking down, he spotted a present and letter on the doormat...as he kneeled to pick them up, he looked around, but there was nobody in sight.
'Ollie?' Zosia called out, 'is everything ok? Who was it?'
He came back inside, still looking confused. He present was wrapped in Christmas paper, with a red and gold ribbon and bow, and the letter was addressed to Zosia. 'I don't know, but it's for you apparently' he replied, passing her the present and letter. Out of curiosity, she opened the present first, letting Freya rip it open, and as the paper fell away and onto the floor, everyone's confusion grew and grew.
'It's a teddy bear?' Dom pointed out. 'For Freya I'm guessing?'
'I guess so!' Zosia smiled as Freya took the teddy with both hands. 'Lucky girl, aren't you?' She cooed as Freya smiled. However, upon opening the letter, she felt sick...'it's from Seb...'
'What?!' The room exclaimed, as Zosia continued to read the letter, silently.

My dear Zosia,

I am sorry...

S

Xxx'

She put the letter down, obviously shocked and shaken by the contact, and Ollie picked it up, before standing furiously and running towards the door. However, Guy leapt up to try and keep him from going after him...they all knew it wouldn't end well.
'Ollie, stop' he commanded, kindly but firmly. He placed his hands on his shoulders to calm him, and he could feel how angry and tense he was. 'He isn't worth it'
'How dare he come to our home, how DARE he come with a gift' he snarled, pacing.
'He isn't worth it' Zosia interjected, standing with Freya and hurrying towards the door, which now had Ollie standing in the doorway. 'He isn't worth it' she repeated, quietly, taking his hand. With her touch, he began to calm down, and took Freya in his arms. 'We don't need him trying to ruin us anymore'
She was right. As he looked outside, he knew he had two choices. Run after him, find him and, well, who knows? Or, as he caught sight of a single star in the sky, his thoughts suddenly changed. He turned his attention to his tiny, dark haired, rosy cheeked, blue eyed little girl. It dawned on him. He had what Seb wanted. He had the woman, the family, the future. There was only one thing left to do.
'Zosh, go and get your star' he said quietly.
Zosia was surprised by his sudden change in demeanour. 'What?'
'Your star, from your mum...I think it's time Freya puts it on the tree, like your mama did with you...'
'I'm confused...' She asked. She was relieved he was calm, of course, but still.
'He's never going to have what I have, what we have. It's Christmas, and he's alone. We have a family, and our friends around us. Now, in my books that's a cause to celebrate.' He smiled.
'Is this the mulled wine finally talking?' She laughed, as he kissed her.
'Course not...' He smiled. He cuddled Freya and kissed her on the cheek. Yes...they had it good.

A/N That's it folks! I've had a blast writing this sequel, and love Zollie more than ever! I thank all you guys for reading, reviewing, favouriting, following, from the bottom of my heart. I wouldn't have a fanfic without all of you, so thank you!

Happy reading! :-)

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