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A/N #1: Great receiving the feedback I did for the last chapter so I'll go ahead and get started on my thank yous for that! TORONTOSUN (Really happy to see you liked how I wrote Fox and thought it was very nice too!) and

Mb (I wasn't surprised you thought it was a great way for them to find out about the car accident along with Castle and Beckett realizing who the killer is. And I had to laugh at you mentioning their I know who the killer is line, but I'm glad you enjoyed that! You're right about Glazer being detached from reality wanting to be one of the original families though he's not. And I was pleased to see you thought Fox and Harrington did a good job with distracting Glazer until help reached them, I was hoping that scene would work out. I wasn't surprised you thought it was good too that Skye and Harrington were going to help the vics find peace along with passing on. You're welcome for the first half of the chapter! Great to read you thought the second half of the chapter was nicely done! And I wasn't surprised you were so pleased that Bernard and Eileen were happy for Harrington and Fox and that Harrington will both be moving into their home and keeping the museum open too. The same with Skye helping them moving on so they can be at peace. I had to laugh at you saying that Brad will be understanding of Fox but you are right! Nice to see you thought the second half was nicely done! And you're welcome for the second half of the chapter too!).

Thanks for the reviews, I loved reading them and am grateful for the time taken to write them out and send them my way!

A/N #2: The title of this chapter are parts of two lyrics from the song I'm in Love with My Car written by Roger Taylor, from the Queen album A Night at the Opera.

All I Hear, Of A Dream

"To be honest," Skye was saying to Darnley. "I don't really have anything in mind until the girls come."

"Neither did I," Mary said at her wife's look. "We might be sticking around your house."

"We definitely will," Castle said before taking a drink from his bottle. "But you know there are things to do."

"Without our kids?" Skye immediately asked.

Hesitating for a moment, Castle said, "You do have a point. But you are welcome to do whatever you'd like."

"What're you two going to do now the case is over," Mary said. "Write?"

"No, she pushes us to write enough so we don't need to worry about it during Christmas," Castle commented.

"And that's a bad thing?" Darnley asked him with a smile since he could see Beckett rolling her eyes.

Glancing at his wife, Castle wasn't surprised to see her smiling and he said, "No, she knows I tease her for that."

"That was a big thing I got him to stop," Beckett commented. "His procrastination," she added when she saw Mary was looking at her.

"It didn't take her long to do that," Castle said. "And yes, you were right. It's great to focus on vacations and holidays without having to worry about writing once we're back home."

"That didn't answer the question though," Darnley said, his friend giving him a look before she spoke wryly.

"I didn't know you were wondering," Beckett said.

"I can't help myself," Darnley said with a shrug.

"To be honest we'll probably go out to the stables to ride in the morning if we can and then stay with Josie at home," Beckett said, looking at her husband.

"I'm fine with that," Castle replied. "But I hope we can go outside every once in a while."

"If it's not too cold," Beckett said with a smile. "Though there are only two more days before we're all at home."

"Will you be playing in the snow?" Skye asked.

"Yeah," Castle said before his wife could. He wasn't surprised when she was smiling in reaction to how fast his response had been, and he asked her, "No?"

"Oh we will, but be careful what you do with Josie," Beckett replied in amusement.

"Mind if we join you?" Skye asked.

"You don't need to ask," Beckett told her firmly.

"It's polite to ask," Skye said. She then looked at Darnley and said, "You don't have to work still do you?" startled when the carpenter was spreading his arms in the air.

Leaning back a little in his chair with his hands behind his head Darnley said, "I am done with the Christmas rush."

"And Trevor's home," Skye added.

"Oh that's the best part," Darnley replied. "I feel like I haven't seen him for weeks."

"A week," Skye teased him.

"That's a long time," Darnley replied, using the same tone before they were laughing with the others. "But yeah, since the kids have school for two days we'll be… addressing our house," not surprised when Mary was responding to that immediately.

"What is it about your house? You two have been going back and forth repeatedly about it, about that spare room downstairs," the doctor told them.

"We have a hard time committing to all these ideas," Darnley answered. "First it was going to be our gym, then the theater, after that a game room…" He sighed and said, "The kids said we should do both but Trev and I told them we would have a hard time doing that."

"I don't know, you could have made it like a real theater," Castle said. "The one here in town has a small arcade in the lobby."

"What's holding you back?" Beckett asked her friend.

"It's me," Darnley admitted after he'd hesitated for a moment. "For some stupid reason I feel like we're copying you."

"Then we'd be copying someone else," Castle pointed out. "We're not the only ones with a game room. Do it if you want that. Especially your kids," he said, adding the last swiftly.

Smiling Darnley said, "They really do, they love your game room."

"You may want to call yours an arcade," Skye said.

"What's the word in Xhosa for game?" Mary asked. "Or games," she added.

"Umdlalo," Darnley said, thinking for a moment. "Games is imidlalo. I'll mention that to Trev."

"So you're set now?" Beckett asked her friend.

"Yes, but it has to wait until after Christmas," Darnley said. "I can't wait," he said, exaggerating his happiness.

After they'd calmed down laughing Skye said, "I can't either."

"Yes, I'm excited for Christmas," Beckett said when the others were glancing at her. "But we're not finished just yet," she added before they were turning to a voice at the door to the office.

"No but you're pretty close to it," Brad said, walking inside.

"Do you want to sit?" Castle asked, standing up since there wasn't a free chair.

"I'll eat at the desk," Brad said, shaking his head. "But I hope you'll get your papers signed so you can get out of here," he added to them with a smile.

"What about Harrington?" Beckett asked him, closing her mostly empty container of food and standing up.

"She missed a signature on her statement paperwork," the chief said as he sat down and set his lunch in the middle. "I'll have her sign it and send her home."

"With an escort?" Skye asked.

"Of course," Brad said simply. "But first I'd like you guys to finish up."

"You're kicking us out already?" Darnley said jokingly before he paused for a moment. "Though trust me, I don't mind going," he added, not surprised when the chief was speaking laughingly.

"I'm very aware," Brad told him.

"Do you want me to get in touch with Lily at all?" Beckett asked, letting her husband take her fork.

"I already did," Brad said. "Since she was on her lunch break too. So make sure you have everything signed for your paperwork and you can go back home."

"We are finished," Castle said. "And the paperwork is there."

"Okay, then go ahead out and I'll talk to you guys eventually," Brad said.

"This weekend," Beckett said.

"Are we doing anything on Christmas Eve?" Mary asked the writers.

"We were going to let the others stay at home that night," Castle answered. "Before we have Christmas all together."

"They're right, we were going to have dinner and play games," Brad said.

"Ditto for us too," Darnley said. He made a face and said, "I wish I had that game room now. You guys are lucky."

"The pool table is nothing to sneeze at," Skye commented though he'd been talking to the writers.

"True, the kids do like playing with that at least," Darnley commented before Brad was talking to them.

"You can go," he told them. "But call Hutchinson for me and tell her I need her to get Harrington." After they'd said they would he told the group goodbye before he was biting into his sandwich, taking the chance to eat until Hutchinson was leading the museum director inside. "Thank you," he told his officer.

"Is everything okay?" Harrington asked carefully.

"Yeah, I'm about to let you head back to your home but I need you to sign in one place you didn't see," Brad explained, showing her the page.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Harrington replied immediately when she'd seen. She hurried to sign it and then said, "He's not here anymore is he?"

"He is but you're nowhere near him," Brad assured her, aware she was talking about Glazer. "I need to talk to the DA and once I get that set he'll need to see a judge. I'm going to push for no bail and I know the DA will too; she's a fan of your museum."

"Right," Harrington said with a nod. She then said, "Is that the only spot I missed?"

"It is, I hope you'll go back to the breakroom and tell Fox that I'd like to speak to her," Brad said. "She's not in trouble," he added swiftly since it wasn't hard to see the dismay on the museum director's face.

"Oh… I'll get her," Harrington said swiftly. Before she could step away from the desk she then said, "Thank you, for everything."

Holding his hand out to the woman Brad shook it once she had responded and said, "It's not a problem, we're just all relieved that you're safe."

Smiling, Harrington said goodbye to him before she was heading out of the office and walking straight to the breakroom. She didn't bother to look to her left, aware that was where Glazer was being held until she had reached the doorway of the room.

"Okay?" Fox said, immediately noticing her girlfriend.

"Yeah, I missed where I needed to sign," Harrington explained walking inside. "The chief said he wanted you to go to his office."

"Right, I'll ask him if I can take you home and get my shirt at my place after," Fox said, moving to leave the room. She gently squeezed Harrington's hand in passing before she was walking briskly through the bullpen. Once inside the office she said, "Chief-" before he was interrupting her immediately.

"Don't worry," Brad said. "I asked you here to let you know that as soon as you get Ms. Harrington home you're off until next year."

"I was supposed to be off after my shift on Friday," Fox said immediately. She then realized what she'd said and made a face before she spoke again, "I'm grateful for it but I don't want to force anyone to work."

"I'm not surprised, and Vance asked for your shifts," Brad said. He smiled and said, "Insisted on it after she saw your injuries actually and I agreed to it." Holding up his hand when the officer was opening her mouth to speak he then told her, "I know you're alright but this case did end up affecting you."

"Here's my paperwork sir," Fox said, handing them to him. When the chief had taken them and was nodding over them she said, "I'm not… in trouble am I?"

"No, whatever you and Harrington have between you I never saw anything," Brad replied.

"But…" Fox said hesitatingly.

With another smile on his face Brad said, "Glazer was in custody so I think you're good." He looked up at his officer then and saw her nodding before he said, "If you do have something congratulations."

"We… yeah," Fox started to say before she finished quickly. "Happy Holidays sir, Brad," she said, correcting herself at the end in a rush since the chief was looking at her with his eyebrow raised.

"The same to you Philippa, have a good one," Brad replied.

"You too," Fox said with a smile before they were shaking hands. She moved to leave before she paused and then said, "And Happy New Year."

"The same," Brad said.

"And tell your wife and kids too for me," Fox said. She smiled when the officer assured her he would before she was walking out into the bullpen to thank Vance.

Watching her girlfriend talking to another officer, Harrington smiled slightly but hoped she would be able to return her home soon. When Fox was making her way to her she shook herself and asked, "You're okay?" once the officer was walking in the room.

"I said Chief was very understanding," Fox said, relating what he had told her.

Blushing Harrington asked, "We can go?"

"We can," Fox replied. "It'll be nice to get some rest." She had expected her girlfriend to respond to that but when she merely nodded she asked, "Do you have everything?"

"Just my purse," Harrington replied before they were leaving for the parking lot. "What about your car?" she asked.

"It's here, a little scratched up but as long as she runs I don't care," Fox said before they were entering. She was just about to start the engine when Harrington was stopping her, laying her hand on her arm as she spoke hesitantly.

"I wanted to ask you something," Harrington began with.

"Okay," Fox assured her.

"Would you spend your holidays with me?" Harrington said, trying not to speak too fast as she'd had to gather her courage a little for that.

"At your house?" Fox replied with a smile. At the director's nod she said, "I'd love to. But I was going to my sister's house for Christmas."

"About that," Harrington said, a little more secure in what she wanted to say. "Is it weird if I tell you I've thought about having all of your family at my new house for Christmas?"

Leaning back a little in her seat Fox said, "You'd do that?"

"I would," Harrington replied.

"You have something in mind," Fox said, studying her.

"You've known me for barely two days," Harrington said with a smile.

"Which is why you've been so hesitant," Fox commented. She laughed briefly when her girlfriend was nodding and she said, "Alright, but I need you to tell me what that is once we're at your house." She started the car and said, "I'm going to have to go to my place."

"I'm fine with that," Harrington replied before they were leaving the station. "I… to be honest I didn't want to be alone at night." When the officer was looking at her she said softly, "I enjoyed last night and this morning."

"So did I," Fox replied with a smile before she was paying attention to driving again. She frowned when she eventually realized she was looking around in concern when she needed to make a right turn. "I'm looking forward to not driving for a while," she said once she was parking at her building.

"I noticed," Harrington said, placing her hand on her arm. "But we're fine, it was just… him."

"Yeah, let's go," Fox said before they were getting out at the same time. When they were in her apartment she said, "Mind waiting?"

"No," Harrington said, expecting her to move towards her bedroom before the officer was smiling and speaking to her surprise.

"You need to tell me what you thought of," Fox said firmly. "I'd like to know before I pack."

"Is it going to decide if you stay with me?" Harrington asked.

"No, more asking my family to come over," Fox said. "Though to be honest I'm going to ask them anyway."

Nodding swiftly Harrington said, "You said your sister's home is going to close in on her since they wanted to have one or two more kids after this one right?" At her girlfriend's nod she then said, "I want to give them my home."

Her eyes widening in surprise Fox said, "Are you sure? What if we don't work out? I mean we've only just started."

"I know, and I don't care," Harrington said firmly. "I don't want my childhood home to be empty and your nephew is going to have a sibling and they need more room…" She trailed off and frowned before she said, "Am I making sense?"

"You want the house to be full of life," Fox said, a gentle smile on her face. When her girlfriend was nodding she said, "It makes sense, but they might not want to accept it."

"They would take over the utility payments… the HOA too," Harrington said. Seeing her girlfriend's confused face she said quickly, "The house is paid for. My father did that since he didn't want that payment and he could pay it off quickly."

"Well… we'll tell them but we have to agree right now if there's a point where we break up it won't get weird," Fox said seriously.

"It won't," Harrington said firmly before she was kissing her girlfriend. She heard Fox's groan of surprise since she had thrown herself at her and was relieved when she was soon responding. Their tongues gently met in the officer's mouth and she caressed it before they were slowly pulling away. "I can do without predictions of us breaking up," she said teasingly.

"Just in case," Fox replied with a shrug before she was leaning into her girlfriend again. She kissed her a little more sensuously that time before pressing her forehead to hers. "But I agree," she added, Harrington speaking a little roughly while they continued to hold tightly to each other.

"I'm glad to hear that," Harrington said before she took the kiss that Fox brushed against her lips. Letting each other go she looked on while the officer walked into her bedroom and she said, "Do you think they'll be okay with the house?"

"Right," Fox said, going to the doorway and gesturing to her. "It really needs updating, my sister will hate…"

"Everything?" Harrington finished with a smile.

"Yeah," Fox replied, putting another sweater into her suitcase.

"I would like to give them some money for that," Harrington said. "Since it's my fault it looks like it does."

"You would probably have to talk that over with Olivia and Gil," Fox told her. "Her husband," she added since she had easily seen her girlfriend's confused expression. "I didn't tell you did I?" she asked with a smile. When Harrington nodded she said, "His name is Gilbert and Neville's wife is Roxana."

"And your niece and nephew are Felix and Justine," Harrington said a little absently. "What are they like?"

"You're asking for gifts," Fox said with a smile, her girlfriend responding in a mock annoyed tone that made her start to laugh.

"I can't have them over to my house and not give them a present," Harrington said. "Especially on Christmas."

"Well… I need to shop myself," Fox said, putting the last item of clothing in the suitcase. "So we could head downtown."
"Tonight?" Harrington asked.

"If you'd like," Fox said absently before she walked over to her.

"What?" Harrington said, a little startled at the intensity in her girlfriend's expression.

Not answering verbally, Fox leaned down a little; since she was half an inch taller; and captured Harrington's lips. The kiss was tender but they lingered before they were slowly pulling back at the same time. "You're beautiful," she said honestly while they were gazing into each other's eyes.

"So are you," Harrington replied seriously, a slight flush on her cheeks.

"Go out with me tonight?" Fox asked her.

Smiling at her, Harrington said, "I'd love to." They shared a short kiss before they parted and she said, "Do you have much left to get?"

"No, but I just realized you need to do some packing of your own," Fox commented as she went into her bathroom. Bringing out her toiletries bag after she'd thrown everything she could into it she said, "We could try and get everything?"

"If you want to see what sizes I am I don't mind," Harrington replied with a smile. "But I don't know about everything… I mean I have suitcases, old ones I really should get rid of but we'll see how that goes."

"Speaking of going," Fox said, taking her suitcase off the bed since she'd closed it while her girlfriend was speaking. She was walking towards her before the director was stopping her to her slight surprise.

"Are you going to bring your gun?" Harrington asked.

"Do you want me to?" Fox answered with her own question. At her girlfriend's nod she said, "I can. Would you want me to check through the houses?" Another nod and she was embracing her tightly before she said, "You'll be safe."

"I want us both to be," Harrington explained.

"And we will, come on," Fox said, taking her hand before they were walking through the living room to leave.

"Is it okay of me this early in our relationship to say I'm jealous of your closet?" Fox said, watching her unpacking.

"It is, it was Eileen's pride and joy," Harrington said, looking around the room. She sighed and said, "Thank you for helping me with their things."

"It wasn't a problem," Fox assured her. "But I hope you're okay."

"I am, I just dread going through Eileen's jewelry," Harrington commented. "Each piece was special," she then added to explain.

"I'm not surprised," Fox said, watching her girlfriend walking up to her. "If you need any help I'll be happy to," she added before the director was speaking with a slight smile.

"While you're off?" Harrington asked.

"I honestly had no plans besides Christmas," Fox said.

"What about New Year's Eve," Harrington said, walking out into the primary bedroom.

"I forgot to tell you," Fox said in slight annoyance at herself. "Rick and Kate extended an invitation to us, I said I'd ask you about it."

"They invited both of us?" Harrington asked.

With a brief nod Fox said, "Skye McDouglas was very sure about that and they assured me it was for us both. I'm sure they had a feeling."

"It's why we had lunch alone together," Harrington said with a smile. "I don't mind, but what about you?"

"My siblings don't do much for New Year's, just order in some food and spend it with the kids," Fox said. She pursed her lips and said, "When they were newly married almost six years ago that night was just for them."

"As a couple," Harrington stated. At her girlfriend's nod she said, "Okay, you'll have to let them know somehow."

"Kate gave me her phone number to text her," Fox said, getting hers from her pocket. "And the permission to call them Rick and Kate."

Watching her girlfriend swiftly texting the writer Harrington said when the officer had put her phone away, "You're settled."

"I am, you?" Fox was quick to say.

"Yeah, should we head downtown?" Harrington asked. She laughed when her girlfriend took her hand firmly and they were walking together out of the bedroom and downstairs to leave the house. Since her car was in better shape they took that one and she parked just off the main street before she turned to the officer when she cleared her throat a moment before she began to talk.

"I got a text from my sister and brother," Fox said. "I don't know how they heard about it but they want to see me."

"Do we need to go to their house?" Harrington asked, watching her girlfriend put away her phone.

"I let them know we were here," Fox said. "My brother told me they were too and Olivia just said that she and Gil were going to be here in about ten minutes with Felix." Looking at her girlfriend she said, "It looks like we're doing this even sooner."

"That might be our relationship I guess," Harrington said. She squeezed the officer's hand and said, "And I think I see your brother."

"We all look alike," Fox said as they were taking off their seatbelts. "Mom used to say we should have been triplets… though we do have differing enough features." She and Harrington squeezed at each other's hands before they were getting out of the car and she turned her attention to her niece.

"Aunt Philippa!" the little girl cried.

"Hey Justine," Fox said with a smile before she picked her up. When her niece cried out in horror she said immediately, "I'm alright, I'm fine."

"Are you sure?" Neville Fox said to his sister in concern after having walked up to her.

"I am," Fox said. "Brad made me go to the hospital to get checked out and the doctors said I should be fine," she said while they were hugging briefly. She did the same with her sister in law and said, "We're fine," before her brother was clearing his throat and speaking carefully.

"That's her?" Neville said.

"That is," Fox replied. "And we haven't even gone out to eat together," she added. "So be nice. Mia," she said, calling her girlfriend over.

"Be nice, seriously?" Neville said in mock annoyance.

"Neville, Roxana," Fox said, not responding to her brother's question. "This is Mia Harrington, my girlfriend. Mia, my brother and his wife."

"What about me?" Justine asked, still in her aunt's arms.

"You're Justine," Harrington said before her girlfriend could respond. "Your aunt has told me all about you."

"Yeah?" the four year old giggled.

"She did," Harrington assured her. "And I'm glad to meet you, all of you," she said, shaking hands with the little girl's parents.

"Should we wait for Olivia?" Fox asked.

"She texted to wait by the bookstore," Roxana said.

"That was me, Mia and I need to do some Christmas shopping," Fox said.

"Can I help?" Justine asked eagerly.

"I think we're going to have to let them do that on their own," Roxana told her daughter while her sister in law was setting her down. "Did you want to do that first?" she asked.

"It's a little early," Harrington said, looking at her watch. "So we'd like to look at the very least," she added before her girlfriend was speaking to her brother.

"So do I, and we'll shop after you head home," Fox said.

"I'm fine with that," Neville said simply while they were walking away from the parking lot and going to the main street.

After they were inside the bookstore, Harrington walked around the kids books before she realized something and was hurrying over to Fox. "You're going to have to help me… if you can," she said in a rush.

"I figured," Fox replied with a smile. "And I planned on it."

"Later?" Harrington asked.

"Later," Fox repeated, looking at the book she held in her hands before she felt someone approaching her.

"Is that your sister?" Harrington said.

Glancing towards the front of the store, Fox saw her girlfriend was right and she hurried to her saying, "Don't run, don't run."

"I'm not running," Olivia said firmly.

"No, but for you it is," Fox said, hugging her sister tightly.

"Please, please tell me you're okay," Olivia then said as she pulled away from her so she could look at her face.

"I am," Fox replied firmly. "Really good actually."

"Yeah, Neville said," Olivia replied. She then told her, "She's not like the ex?"

"It's barely been a day," Fox said while they were letting each other go. "But I'm very certain she won't be."

Nodding briefly Olivia said, "Introduce us."

"I-" Fox started to say before something threw itself at her. "Hey there Felix."

"Hi," the five year old told his aunt. "Did you get the bad guy?"

"You'll be happy to know that we did," Fox said, hugging him. "But I need to introduce you and your parents to someone."

"Your girlfriend?" Felix asked.

"Yeah," Fox said before she turned to Harrington and gestured for her to approach them. "This is Mia Harrington. And Mia this is my sister Olivia, her husband Gil Ayton and their son Felix."

"Hi," the little boy said.

"Hello," Harrington replied with a smile before she was shaking his parents' hands.

"You're sure that she's alright," Olivia said.

"Yeah, that and she's insisting she is," Harrington replied. "But I am keeping an eye on her too and she's been acting normally."

"Thank you," Fox said to her girlfriend. "Don't worry over me the rest of the night."

"We're not staying that long," Neville said before his wife was adding to that.

"He's right, we need to get everything finished for Christmas," Roxana said. "So hopefully that'll help you two."

"We're going to do a little shopping," Fox told her sister when she was looking at her in obvious confusion.

"Oh… then you're spending the holiday together?" Olivia asked.

"I was planning on inviting your families to my home for that day," Harrington said swiftly before her girlfriend could answer.

"Really?" Gil said.

"Otherwise I'm alone that day," Harrington said, swallowing hard at the reminder she wouldn't be with Bernard and Eileen to celebrate.

"I think we can," Roxana said, looking pointedly at her husband.

"Yeah, I mean I'm fine with that," Neville said swiftly.

"What about Santa?" Justine asked, looking up at her parents.

"Yeah, he won't come to our house?" Felix asked.

"He will," Fox said firmly. "Since you're going to open your gifts at home from him. Later you'll open from us."

"Can we?" Felix asked his parents.

"You don't know what the house is like we're going to," Olivia told her son in obvious amusement, cupping the back of his head.

"What is it?" Felix said to his aunt.

"It's a nice house," Fox said, though she was soon looking at her girlfriend who was laughing shortly after before she spoke.

"It is, there's a pool inside and an arcade," Harrington explained, her eyes widening at the way the kids were exclaiming. "Should I have said that?"

"It's alright," Fox assured her. "But she's right, it would be fun for them."

"You don't have to tempt us," Olivia told her sister. "We'll go."

"Great," Harrington said. "I appreciate that."

"You're the heiress," Gil suddenly said.

"He's a writer for the Report," Fox told her girlfriend when she looked startled.

"I saw an advance copy of the article for tomorrow," Gil explained. "And you did find the killer."

"We assisted," Fox said slowly. She then shook her head, looking at her niece and nephew, before she said, "But we should head out, go eat."

"I'm not that hungry," Olivia told her sister in mock annoyance.

"But you are," Fox responded.

Rolling her eyes Olivia said, "Fine, but we're heading home after."

"They're talking to the kids," Fox told her girlfriend.

"We are," Roxana said. "Where are we going?"

"Me?" Fox asked, a little startled since her sister in law was looking at her.

"Both of you," Neville added. "We didn't really have a place in mind and it's a little hard to pick with these two."

"Why not just go to the diner?" Fox said.

"The one with the chairs?" Felix asked.

"It is, but we're going to sit at a table," Olivia said firmly to her son.

"They love the counter service," Fox told her girlfriend.

"I'm not surprised," Harrington said before they were leaving and walking down the street.

"By the way," Roxana said. "Since you're inviting us to your home, should we have a party for New Year's?"

"You don't have to, we got invited to one at the writers'," Fox explained to her siblings. "I accepted for us so I hope you were serious about staying in."

"I am," Olivia said firmly before they were laughing and entering the diner.