Yay, so there's more Michael and Eve in this chapter if you're a fan of them! If not then you should skip the next few chapters...

Title: Christmas Miracle

Time: December 2019

POV: Michael

It was christmas eve and I was lying on the sofa with Eve. Her head was resting in my lap and I was stroking her hair lovingly. Eve and I still lived in the Glass house although it had been refurbished since Shane and Claire moved out just before Carrie was born.

My mind ket replaying Carrie's (my beautiful, talented 'neice') words: " "A baby cousin".

She wanted a litte cousin for christmas. A baby. Mine and Eve's specifically. I couldn't help but laugh at that on, she was a cute kid. The thought of Eve and I having a baby scared me a little, but not like it used too.

If you'd have asked me a few years ago, I would have been scared of the commitment. Having a baby meant forever, you could never give up on a child or decide you want something else. I've always loved Eve, but when I was younger - mainly the vampire ages - forever seemed so long and I didn't know what I wanted from it yet.

It was slightly easier now. I am 100% commited to Eve (I always was, deep inside) and the thought of having something we could share forever doesn't seem so bad anymore. I suppose, I could even say that I want a baby. The timing is up to Eve, of course, but definitly in the future.

I felt Eve squirm as a small neighing sound came from across the room. Eve sighed angrily, as she asked "When will Shane be here anyway? That thing is wrecking the carpet".

I laughed slightly as Eve called the pony, 'that thing'. Yes, you heard that right, there is a pony in our living room. Shane and Claire caved in and agreed to buy Carrie a pony, after all. Carrie wasn't spoilt but this year, they are definitly spoiling Carrie.

There was a knock on the door.

"Speak of the devil" I murmered, as Eve sat up from leaning on me.

"The devil is definitly the right way too describe Shane..." Eve grumbled, only half-jokingly.

I walked over to the door and let Shane in. I gave him a *cough* manly *cough* hug and patted him on the back.

"So where is it then?" He asked, all flustered. Morganville had came a long way since the days of innocent humans being attacked but it was still best to stay insides at night. It was around 9:30pm so I assumed that he and Claire had just put Carrie to bed before Shane drove round here to get the pony. It was a shetland, so it was small enough that they could keep it in their back yard. It was fluffy and dark brown and must have cost a small fortune for Shane and Claire. They'd bought it about a week ago and we'd kept it since then.

Shane led the pony outside, said his goodbyes to us then headed home. I went back inside, poured Eve a glass of wine and took it into her. She was watching Home Alone and I'm sure that she was nearly crying when Kevin got left on his own.

She looked shocked as I passed her the glass, "Aw, thank you. You're so sweet". She kissed me and put the glass down. She snuggled into me and we carried on watching the film. I noticed that she hadn't drank her wine yet.

"Aren't you going to drink that?" I asked.

She chuckled slightly, then became serious, "I have something to tell you..." she began.

My heart stopped as my mind flew through every single possibility. Was she breaking up with me? Had she been fired? Was she sick?

"I'm pregnant." She started.

Everything froze. I remember when Shane found out that Claire was pregnant, he freaked out. I didn't understand why he'd reacted how he did, until now. I'd wanted kids, but it still came as a huge shock.

Eve began to ramble now, clearly terrified of how I was taking it, "I only found out a coule days ago, sorry. I wnt to doctors because I felt sick and the he told an dI kept it a surprise until now. I should have told you, I don't know what I was..."

I cut her off with a kiss, "I love you"

She looked shocked, but happy, "I love you too".

That was definitly the best christmas eve (see what I did there) present ever.