"I wish I could say that I planned this," Nancy told her husband, Frank, tugging on his sleeve. She was leading him towards the family room eagerly, her pregnant stomach leading the way as she waddled along. "It's extremely coincidental." She came to a sudden stop and Frank peered into the living room.
Sure enough, there was a group of kids lying on top of each other, fast asleep. Their own kids, Matthew and Elizabeth, sleeping with their arms protectively around each other. Next to them were Joe and Vanessa's kids, Meredith and Elliot. And in the middle of all of them was Chet's daughter, Iola. She looked perfectly contented, sucking on her thumb and her dark hair fanned around her like a blanket.
"Get the camera," Nancy whispered, trying to not cry. Her hormones were raging out of control and she knew that she would burst into tears at any minute.
"In a minute," Frank told her, wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his hands on her swollen belly. He planted a kiss onto her cheek and she leaned back into him, a watery smile on her face. "Merry Christmas, Nance." Nancy looked up at him and gave him a quick kiss.
"Merry Christmas, Frank."
A/N: I CAN'T BELIEVE I ACTUALLY FINISHED ONE OF VAL'S CHRISTMAS/BIRTHDAY PRESENTS!