Thank for to everyone who reviewed. This is the last chapter for this little story.

On another note, my old manager just started watching RB from the beginning and its hilarious getting her texts about who she likes and what she thinks is going to happen lol.

Enjoy!

"Daddy come ON!" Emma said as she forcefully pulled Sam's hand to the front yard.

"I'm coming Em, gotta wait for everyone first," Sam walked more slowly than Emma would have liked.

"I can't help it that they're slow."

Sam chucked at his six year old, she was a lot like Andy in many ways but definitely stubborn like her mother. When she had a plan in her mind you better believe it was going to happen.

"Mya, Noah come onnnn!" Emma yelled.

"Emma we're coming, take a chill pill will you," Andy laughed as she opened the door followed by seven-year-old Mya and three-year-old Noah.

All the kids were dressed in their snow pants and jackets, ready to build a snowman. It was the first big snowfall of the year and Emma wanted to build an 'Olaf' snowman with Mya just like in Frozen.

Last year they had moved to an actual house since they needed more bedrooms and this was the first year they were able to play in the snow in a front yard. Previous years they went to the local park to play in the snow but 'this was much better' according to Emma.

"Mya come help me with the body," Emma said as she started rolling the snowball.

Andy and Sam laughed as they watched the girls build their snowman.

Noah wasn't much help at three years old so he made his own fun next to Andy.

Usually Andy would be the first to help the girls build a snowman but she was seven months pregnant and the doctor said she had to take it easy.

"Mama, come," Noah said as he threw some snow in the air.

"Do you want to make a snow fort? You can big the king," Andy laughed as she waddled over to her son.

Andy was thrilled when they found out that Noah was going to be a boy. She so badly wanted to have a little boy who looked like Sam since Emma looked so much like herself. He had a shade darker hair than Emma but his features were all Sam, especially when he scowled. However he did inherit Andy's bright bambi eyes, which Sam was grateful for since it was one of his favourite things about Andy.

Noah laughed as Andy started to build a little wall around him.

"Why don't you go get your shovel so we can move more snow," Andy pointed to the garage as she watched her son go get his little plastic shovel that Sam had bought him last week. Noah wanted to be like his daddy and shovel the snow even if Sam still did all the work, he still appreciated the his son's willingness.

"How's it going over here?" Sam asked as he walked over to his wife.

"Making a snow fort, it's going to be epic. How's the snowman coming?"

Sam laughed as he looked over to his girls struggling with trying to put the head on top of the body, "said they didn't need my help but…" Mya interrupted Sam before he could finish. "Daddy we need your help. Olaf's head is too heavy."

Andy laughed, "well duty calls daddy."

Sam walked back over to Emma and Mya as Noah came back with his shovel.

"Ok, shovel," Noah said proudly as he started to shovel the snow around the fort.

"Good job buddy," Andy said as she sat on the front steps with Boo at her feet.

Andy put her hand on her belly as she watched her family play in the snow. Sam was helping the girls build their snowman, Noah was building a little snow wall and Boo was running around checking up on everyone.

Andy was thinking about how by next Christmas there was going to be another little angel to play in the snow; they definitely weren't lazy when it came to having children. They were expecting a little girl; just as Emma had hoped but she wouldn't be here for Christmas much to Emma's dismay. Andy smiled as she calculated how old this baby would be by next winter. If the baby came on time, then she would be ten months by next Christmas; perfect age for her first snowfall.

Andy was brought out of her thoughts when Mya and Emma came running towards her, "mama we're all done! Look at our Olaf," Emma said out of breath.

"He looks amazing, you girls did a good job," Andy said as she struggled to stand up.

Sam stepped forward to help her, "and what about me? Who gave Olaf a head?"

"Ok fine, daddy helped too," Mya laughed.

Noah decided to chime in as well, "done!"

Everyone looked at Noah's little fort he had made; it was small and short but he was proud of it.

"Good job buddy, nice wall," Sam said as he picked up his son.

"Fort, not wall," Noah corrected his father.

"Oh my mistake, it's a wonderful fortress."

"Alright who wants some hot coco?" Andy asked her family.

"With marshmallows too?" Emma asked as everyone walked inside; she was very diligent for a five year old.

Andy laughed as she ushered everyone inside, "of course baby I wouldn't make you drink hot coco without marshmallows, I'm not a monster," Andy joked.

"Woah guys," Sam stopped his kids before they could run off. "Hats, boots and coats all put away before anything else."

The kids hurriedly put all the winter gear away and then ran upstairs to their bedrooms.

"I'll call when the hot coco is ready, won't be long," Andy told the kids before they were out of earshot.

Andy just shook her head as she smiled; her kids were a wild bunch.

"Need any help," Sam asked as he came up behind her.

"If you could grab the marshmallows from the top shelf that would be helpful, since you don't want me reaching too far," Andy poked fun at Sam's over protectiveness.

"I don't want anything to happen to you, cant blame a guy for being cautious," Sam said as he reached to the top shelf.

Andy turned and kissed Sam with both hands on his face, "I know and I love how protective you are with our babies. But after two pregnancies, I got this," Andy laughed.

It was true, this was her third pregnancy and they all had gone been pretty smooth. They only ever had one tiny scare when she was six months pregnant with Noah. She had been dehydrated and stressed which caused some cramping and nausea. Dov was the one who had to call Sam to let him know Andy was going to the hospital, the poor guy had never been so scared to make a phone call in his life.

"Yeah well you are a danger magnet," Sam murmured through the kiss.

Andy just gave Sam a little side eye, she couldn't help that danger would find her, its not like she would go out seeking it.

"Kids, hot coco is ready!" Andy yelled. Almost immediately she heard footsteps running through the upstairs hall and then down the stairs.

"Can I have the Santa mug?" Emma asked.

"Yes you can, and let me guess Mya you want the Rudolph mug and Noah you want the Batman mug?" The kids nodded in response.

"So smart mama," Noah said as he grabbed his mug and took a big slurp.

Andy smiled at her son; he thought the world of her… still at the age where it was cool to hold her hand.

"Do you guys want to watch a movie? I think we recorded Elf," Sam asked as he stood up from his chair.

Everyone congregated into the living room to watch the movie. By the end of the movie Emma and Mya had fallen asleep next to Sam and Noah was tiredly snuggled against Andy.

"Mama?" Noah asked.

"Yes baby."

"Santa bring baby?" Noah was very excited about his new sister even though they had to explain to him that she wouldn't be able to play with him for a while.

"No Santa's not bringing the baby, sorry bud she still has two months left of cooking," Andy responded as she rubbed her protruding belly.

"Cooking?!" Noah looked up to his mother shocked.

Sam couldn't help but start laughing; Noah was a very literal kind of guy. To him cooking was done in the oven and babies weren't meant to go in the oven.

"Not that type of cooking Noah, she needs to grow a little longer and get stronger," Sam explained to his son.

Noah nodded and seemed to accept that answer, "my birthday?"

"Yea she'll be here by your next birthday. Are you excited?" Andy asked as she brought him closer.

"Yeah," Noah yawned as he fell asleep against his mother.

"And then there were two," Sam said quietly.

Andy smiled at her sleeping children and then looked up at Sam, "remember when it actually was just the two of us," Andy chuckled thinking about how much their life had changed.

"It was definitely quieter, but not by much," Sam gave Andy a side grin implying that she was just as loud as three young children.

"Oh Detective, please. You would miss all the noise," not buying his complaint for one second.

"I will admit, after I met you it was a little harder to be in a quiet house," Sam admitted.

"Ever think that undercover Sam would want a loud house with several children, a wife and a dog," Andy asked.

"Undercover Sam never thought about kids that's for sure, not until he met a certain overeager rookie."

Andy smiled; she loved hearing how they had changed each other's lives for the better.

"Holidays are definitely a lot more fun with kids," Andy said.

"Yeah that's another thing, I was never one to put up lights and a tree. I was usually under cover," Sam divulged.

Andy gave Sam a sad smile, "that's so sad." Her pregnancy hormones were in full force that even certain commercials made her cry. Sam could see that Andy was going to upset herself if she kept thinking about how lonely his pre-Andy/kids life was.

"Andy," Sam laughed, "I can assure you its not sad anymore. I actually started doing Christmas decorations the year we met; if that makes you feel any better."

"It does," Andy sniffled. "I helped you not be such a scrooge without even knowing it," Andy laughed.

"You did a lot without knowing," Sam said sincerely.

"Ok you need to stop, I'm going to start crying," Andy wiped a stray tear away.

Sam figured he should change the subject if he wanted to save Andy from the waterworks.

"We should probably get these Christmas elves up to bed," Sam stretched as he stood up.

"I'll grab the boy if you grab the girls," Andy lifted up her youngest.

They were able to carry the kids upstairs without waking them up. Sam laid the girls down in their respective beds and Andy tucked in Noah.

They met in the master bedroom and got ready for bed. "Can you believe that in two months we're going to have another one" Andy exclaimed. She couldn't believe they were going to have four kids, four!

"I think we need to take a break after this one," Andy laughed as she climbed into bed. "Three pregnancies in 5 years…"

Sam knew Andy enjoyed being pregnant but she did have a point. "So you're saying you want more but just need a break?"

Andy laughed, "Lets just have this one first."

Merry Christmas!