Christmas in Sleepyside

 

The snow was falling steadily as the young woman stared out the large bay window. The weather was guaranteeing them a white Christmas, which was just days away.

As she watched the white flakes file up on the mountains of snow that lined the long driveway, she thought about what was to happen in the coming days.

Everyone would be coming to their house for the holidays. It had been agreed on that their home would be ideal for the celebration. It was also a reunion of sorts. Over the part several years, the seven of them were never in the same place at the same time. It seemed as if life kept them moving in circles where only a couple of them could get together at one time.

Finally they were all going to be in one place. It had shocked them all, checking their calendars and day planners, making sure it wasn't a joke. But it was for real. For the first time in a long while, they would be reunited.

And that was a worry for her. She wanted this so much and feared that something was going to happen that would destroy all the wonderful plans that had been made.

A pair of strong arms were wrapped around her waist and a kiss was place on top of her head.

"You need to stop worrying. Everything will be fine."

"I just want this to be perfect," she said, leaning back into the embrace.

"It will be." He kissed the top of her head again. "Everything is working out perfectly perfect. Everyone's schedule is clear and we are going to be together."

"It's just been so long," she said with a sigh.

"I know," he said. "Our lives have taken us down paths that we may not have expected. But we are coming together now, and that's what really matters."

"I know." She turned in his arms and looked into his brown eyes. "I love you, Brian."

"I love you, Honey." He leaned down and gave her a lengthy and passionate kiss.

When Honey pulled back breathless, she looking lovingly into his eyes. "I'm so glad you're mine."

"I feel the same way about you." He ran his hand through her honey-colored hair. "I was blessed the day you became my wife and I really am looking forward to growing old with you at my side."

Honey leaned in and placed her head on Brian's chest. She really did love him and knew her worries were for nothing. The holidays were going to be perfectly perfect.

"So, is there anything you need me to do?"

"Everything is all set," Honey said, relishing Brian's embrace.

"So, we have some time to spare?" Brian asked.

She looked into his eyes and saw the mischief sparkling there. A smile filled her face knowing exactly what he had in mind. She grinned in return. "We have more than a little time."

"Then let's not waste it." Brian scooped her up in his arms and they made their way up the grand staircase.

"I'm still amazed this is happening," the female in the front passenger seat said as she looked at the darkening scenery, seeing that a storm was moving their way.

"I feel the same way," said the young man behind the wheel. "Who knew it would take this long for all of us to be together again."

"I'm just happy were all going to be together. I know we've seen each other over the years, but it's been so long since all of us were in one place at one time."

"I know, my sweet," he said, tightening his hold on the steering wheel as the car slid slightly on the slick pavement. "I can't wait to get there. I hate driving in these conditions."

"You're doing fine, Mart. You'll get us there in one piece."

"Thanks, Di."

"I can't wait to see what happens when we're all together," Di said, pushing a strand of her long black hair behind her ear. "I guess I'm just anxious."

"So am I," Mart said, taking his eyes off the road for moment to look at his beautiful wife. The smile on her face said it all. She was happy and excited and he felt the same way. "I'm just wonderful who will be arriving first?"

"Honey and Brian, of course." A twinkle coming from Di's eyes as she looked at her husband of three years. "You forgot that the celebration is at the Manor House."

"I did not," Mart said. "And you know I meant the rest of us."

Di leaned her head on Mart's shoulder. "I know. And we will probably be the first ones there. I don't think the others ere able to leave work as early as we did."

"That's all right," Mart said. "That's give me some time to talk to Brian without that sister of ours interrupting or getting us involved in a mystery when we're supposed to be relaxing."

"You love the mysteries, so just try to deny it," Di said.

"I do love them, but I also love that it's been a while since we've been dragged into one. I'm just looking forward to having a nice, relaxing break."

"So am I and I can't wait for the festivities to begin."

"Me either," Mart said. "I think this is the perfect time for this."

"So do I."

A short while later Mart pulled into the driveway that led to the Manor House. He parked the car near the garage. The front door of the house opened as they were getting out. Brian moved to the car and hugged them both.

"It's good to see you," Brian said. "Let me help you with the bags."

"It's good to see you as well," Di said. "Where's Honey?"

"Inside."

Di moved away from them heading straight for the house. Brian said, "I guess she missed her."

"She has been counting down the days to this," Mart said, pulling the bags out of the trunk. He looked at his brother. "So have I."

"I've felt the same way," Brian said grabbing a couple bags. "It's long overdue."

"Absolutely."

Mart closed the trunk lid and the two brothers made their way into the festively decorated house. A giant Christmas tree stood against the winding staircase, which had a pine garland wrapped around the railing that went up to the second floor. The 10-foot tree was white lights was accented with gold garlands and gold ornaments.

The sight in front of them was what made them smile. Honey and Di were locked in a tight embrace, tears streaming down both their cheeks. It didn't seem like they were ever going to release each other.

"I think the celebratorious occasion is now underway," Mart said.

Honey released her hold on Di and wiped her eyes. "I'm sorry, Mart."

He smiled in return. "I understand. But if I don't get a hug soon, I may get a complex."

Honey moved to Mart and quickly gave him a hug. "You don't know how much I've missed you."

"I've missed you too."

When Honey let go of Mart, Di asked, "So, when are the others getting here?"

"They should be arriving soon," Honey said. "Come on. We'll get you settled in your room and then gather in the living room to catch up."

"Sounds like a plan," Mart said.

"Do they know yet?"

"Know what?" the man behind the wheel asked.

"Do they know that I'm coming with you?" the female asked.

"I can guarantee they know you're coming," Dan answered, focusing on the road in front of them. "The invitation came to both of us. And I confirmed we both were going to be there, Hallie."

"I guess I just feel weird about coming," Hallie said. "This is a Bob-White event."

"Sweetie, you are a part of the family even though you didn't live in Sleepyside," Dan said. "I know the others would be very disappointed if you weren't there. And I can tell you this: If you weren't coming along, I wouldn't be going either. Where you go, I go."

"I love you so much, Dan."

"I love you too. And I've been the luckiest man on Earth since you came into my life."

"I feel the same way, Dan. I know we were meant to be together."

"Absolutely."

"So, what plans do you have with hose cousins of my mine?"

"We really don't have any plans per se, but with Mart there, I have a feeling a couple people may end up in a snow bank."

"Snow banks seem the norm for everyone," Hallie said. "I remember the story of Jim pushing Trixie into a snow bank at Thanksgiving one year."

"I've heard that story several times," Dan admitted. "And she deserved it for playing the game she did."

"She was doing something for family and I can understand her for handling it the way she did. If she had told Aunt Helen or Uncle Peter the real reason for her getting the ring out, they wouldn't have allowed it."

"You're probably right. But that gesture really shows how much Trixie cares about people. Especially those who are very close to her."

"She does have a big heart and I love her for it," Hallie said.

Silence settled on the car except for the holiday music playing on the radio.

"Dan, what do you think everyone is going to say?" Hallie asked.

He glanced at her and then back at the road. "You don't have to worry about it. Everyone will be fine with it."

"But, Dan."

"You really need to trust me on this. Everything will be fine."

"I guess I'm just nervous."

"It's all right."

They finally arrived at the Manor House and parked the car next to the one in front of the garage. They got out and made their way to the front door, hand in hand against the blowing wind. They had only stood at the door for a moment before it was opened and they were ushered inside.

After shedding their warm winter coats, they were motioned toward the living room by Celia, who was now the house manager. They had barely taken a step through the threshold when there was a squeal of delight and they were enveloped in a big group hug.

"We're so happy you're here," Honey said once they were released.

"We're happy too," Hallie said. "I've been looking forward to this for weeks."

"We all have," Di said. "I never thought this day would come."

"How was the drive in?" Brian asked as they all sat down.

"It's not too bad," Dan admitted. "But with the snow coming down as it is, the roads will be getting slick if they're not treated right away."

"Do you think Jim and Trixie will make it?" Honey asked, worry filling her voice as she looked at her husband.

"They will get here," Brian said. "Trixie has been talking about this non-stop for weeks. There's nothing that will keep them from joining us. She is just as excited as the rest of us."

"Jim must be ready to pull his hair out of his head if she's been that excited," Mart said. "I'm glad I don't have to deal with that."

"I just can't wait to see her," Hallie said. "It's been a long time."

"We all feel that way," Di said. "But at least we will all be together now."

"Exactly."

Sitting in the passenger seat with the door open, she kept her head bent down. The nausea she had was the worst. She couldn't keep anything down and even the slightest movement made the feeling ten times worse. She had been like this for a couple weeks, worrying her husband to the point where he carried her to the doctor to find out what was wrong. There was nothing the doctor could prescribe and told them it would have to just run its course.

That hadn't eased her mind or her husband's. And now they were trying to get to their family to celebrate the holidays. They weren't getting far.

"Here's some water, Trix."

She lifted her head slightly and took the bottle offered to her. She took a couple sips and rinsed out her mouth. She took a couple more sips, hoping it would stay down.

"Trix, I know you don't want to hear this, but maybe we should head home. This is making you sicker."

"We're not going home, Jim," Trixie said, closing her eyes and resting her head against the seat. "This is the only time we all will be together after so long. We can't miss it."

"I know that, but your health is important too," Jim said as he placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Please, Jim. We're almost there," Trixie begged, emotion filling her voice.

There was silence and then Jim sighed. "All right."

"Thank you."

"Are you ready to get moving again?"

"Yeah," Trixie said. She pulled her legs slowly inside and closed the door, shutting the cold wind and blowing snow outside.

"We should be there soon," Jim said, pulling back onto the road from the shoulder.

"I wonder if the others are there yet?"

"Probably," Jim said. "We live the closest and will be the last ones there."

"Just blame me," Trixie said, leaning her head back against the headrest. "That's a good excuse."

"We'll blame the weather," Jim said. "I don't mind the snow, but this is insane."

"We'll make it," Trixie said, closing her eyes.

Trixie tried to focus on something other than her stomach. She was anxious to see her friends. It had been a long time since she had seen Dan and Hallie and that was what she was really looking forward to. Sure they had talked, but seeing each other was going to make a world of difference. It was re-establishing a connection that was undergoing some interference.

She realized she was losing the battle and said softly, "Jim, we need to stop."

"Just hang on. I'm turning into the driveway now."

Trixie clamped her moth shut and prayed she wouldn't get sick in Jim's truck. The movement was making it difficult and she feared the inevitable as about to happen.

The truck finally came to a stop and she opened her eyes. Jim had parked right in front of the door. She unhooked her seatbelt and opened the door as Jim got out. He hurried around to the passenger side and helped her stand up.

Together they slowly made their way toward the front door, which was opened by Celia. She ushered them inside.

"Are we in the same room as before?" Jim asked.

"You are," Celia answered. "And the others are already in the living room."

"We'll be there in a minute."

Trixie felt her legs start to buckle and in an instant Jim had scooped her up in his arms. He walked purposely toward the stairs.

"Trixie! Jim!" Honey called out.

"Just go," Trixie whispered.

She settled her head against his shoulder as he carried her upstairs. They went into Jim's old bedroom and then the bathroom. Trixie was set on the floor and sank to her knees as Jim closed the door, keeping the others out.

After a while, Trixie leaned back and propped her head against the cool porcelain of the bathtub.

"Do you want some water?"

"I think I want to sleep."

Jim moved close to Trixie and handed her a cup of water. "The others probably followed us up here, so let me get rid of them so we can get you into bed."

"I'm sorry I'm so much trouble."

"You're not trouble." Jim kissed the top of her head. "You're wonderful and I love you."

"I love you too."

Trixie listened as Jim opened the bathroom door and stepped out.

"What's going on?" Brian asked. "Honey said you were carrying Trixie."

"She's just not feeling well," Jim said. "She's been sick all day and just needs to rest."

"If she was feeling so poorly, she didn't have to come out in this weather," Honey said.

"Trixie wasn't going to miss this even if she was sick," Jim said.

"Maybe I should check on her," Brian suggested.

"We've already talked to the doctor," Jim said. "Give me a few minute and I'll meet you down in the living room."

"All right," Honey said.

Trixie listened as they left the bedroom, the door getting closed behind them.

The bathroom door opened and she looked up at her husband, sadness filling her pale face. "I'm going to ruin this celebration for everyone."

"No, you aren't," Jim said, gently scooping her up in his arms.

He carried her to the bedroom and placed her on the queen-sized bed. He took the comforter, which had been folded back and covered her up with it.

"I want you to rest," Jim said. "The doctor said that and now I'm saying it." He took her hand in his and raised it to his lips so he could place a kiss on her wedding band. "Do you want me to stay here for a bit?"

"Go ahead down," Trixie said, fighting to keep her eyes open. "They'll want a real explanation and if you don't go down soon, they will all traipse back up here."

"Okay." Jim leaned forward and kissed her forehead. "I'll come back up and check on you in a bit."

"I'll be here."

Trixie closed her eyes as Jim left the room, sinking into the softness of the bed. She knew Jim was right and that the only way she would feel better is to rest. She wished she was downstairs with the others, but knew the catching up would have to wait until her stomach stopped it spiral movement.

"I wish Jim would have let me see Trixie," Brian said. "There's probably something she could take to make her feel better."

"Jim did say they had already talked to the doctor," Honey said. "And when he comes down, he'll fill us in."

"It's a shame she got sick now," Hallie said.

"It is," Di agreed. "And there's so much we were going to do."

"Do you really think Trixie is going to sit back and watch while we're having fun?" Dan asked. "A little cold won't keep her down. She'll be out there with us having fun."

"Dan does have a point," Mart said. "This is Trixie we're talking about. Nothing will stop her. Absolutely Nothing."

Footsteps coming toward the living room made them all turn. Jim stepped into the room and they saw clearly that he was exhausted.

"Are you all right, Jim?" Honey asked, moving to his side.

"I'm fine," Jim said, offering them all a smile. "It's just been a long couple of days."

"Because of Trixie?" Brian asked.

"She hasn't slept much and can't keep a lot down," Jim said. "So we've both been up. And the car ride didn't help. It just made her sicker."

"What medication did the doctor prescribe?" Brian asked.

"I'm not sure what's it's called," Jim said.

"Let's let it be," Honey said. "She's resting and has been to the doctor. I doubt they are going to do anything the doctor would disapprove of."

"Trixie will be fine," Jim said. "Just let her rest for now."

"So, what plans do we have for this celebration?" Di asked.

"Well, I thought you all would join Brian and I tomorrow at the hospital," Hone said. "For the past few years we have gone to the hospital with some gifts for the children who won't be making it home for Christmas and spend some time with them."

"That sounds like so much fun," Hallie said.

"We will also be making some cookies," Honey continued. "Cook has all the ingredients we'll need to get baking."

"I love cookies," Mart said, smile filling his face.

"As you've seen, we've left the tree in here undecorated," Brian said. "We thought that would be a great tradition for all of us to do together."

"That sounds great," Di said.

"And those are just a few things we've got planned," Honey said with a twinkle in her eye. "The others will be a surprise."

"This is going to be so much fun," Di said.

"So, are you parents going to be joining us, Honey?" Dan asked.

"They are actually in Europe with Uncle Ben and Aunt Cathy," she answered. "They'll be arriving back here on the 27th."

"And our folks are in Iowa visiting Uncle Andrew," Brian said. "They'll be back by New Year's."

"So it really is the Bob-Whites," Di said.

"It sure is," Mart said.

"We know you all have had some long drives to get here, so if you want to relax for a bit, you can," Honey said. "Dinner won't be ready for a couple hours."

"I think we'll take you up on that," Hallie said. "We left awfully early and it was a long drive."

"I'm going to check on Trixie," Jim said, getting to his feet.

"Let us know if you need anything," Brian said.

"Got it."

She was pulled close and opened her eyes to see who was holding her. A smile filled her face as she looked at her husband.

"Hello, beautiful," Jim said, placing a kiss on her forehead.

"Hello to you," Trixie said snuggling close. "What time is it?"

"Almost six," Jim answered. "Dinner should be ready soon."

"I should probably get up," Trixie said.

"Only if you're feeling better," Jims aid. "We can stay here if you want."

"If we did that, the others would think that I'm being anti-social, and I don't want that."

"Are you feeling better?" Jim asked, propping his arm on the pillow so he could rest his head against his hand.

"I feel much better. I hope the others aren't upset."

"They understand. And if you are sure, we should probably head down to the dining room."

"I guess we should, but I don't want to move. I'm quite comfortable right here."

"I feel the same way and we can always come back here later."

Trixie looked Jim in the eye. "Do you promise?"

"Absolutely."

"Then let's get to dinner so we can enjoy our evening."

Jim kissed her forehead again. "You read my mind."

A short while later Trixie and Jim made their way down the staircase after freshening up. Trixie took her time taking in the decorations that were all around them. The pine garlands and holly berries set off the entire hallway, making it look exquisite.

"These decorations are magnificent," Trixie said when they reached the first floor. "They did a wonderful job decorating."

"Thank you," a voice said behind them.

Trixie and Jim turned to see Honey coming toward them from the living room. Trixie pulled Honey into an embrace and held her close.

"I'm so glad to see you," Trixie said. "I'm sorry about earlier."

"It's all right," Honey said. "I'm just glad you're feeling better now so you can join us for dinner."

"I feel much better and wouldn't miss this for anything."

"Then come on," Honey said linking her arm through Trixie and Jim's. "The others are already in the dining room."

"Then let's go."

"When they stepped into the room, Trixie's smile grew bigger seeing her family and fellow Bob-Whites. The others turned toward the sound of footsteps and quickly vacated their seats to give her a hug and kiss.

"It's good to see you all too," Trixie said as she settled into a seat beside Jim.

"Are you feeling better?" Brian asked, who was sitting at the end of the table.

"Much," Trixie admitted. "I'm sorry about earlier."

"Don't worry about it," Mart said.

"That's right," Di said. "If you're not feeling well, you need to take care of yourself."

"Thanks, guys."

A hot chicken dinner with baked potatoes, green beans and fresh baked bread was brought to the table and they all dug in with gusto.

Trixie placed some potatoes on her plate and took a slice of bread, knowing she needed to eat carefully since she was having trouble keeping food down. The potatoes were baked to perfection and the bread melted in her mouth.

When they finished eating, they took their drinks and returned to the living room. Boxes were scattered about and they could see the trimmings they were going to need.

"Is everyone ready to decorate this tree?" Honey asked.

"Why isn't this one decorated?" Trixie questioned, sitting down on the couch closest to the fireplace.

"Well, when we were decorating and knew that we were all going to be together, Brian and I decided that since this was going to be our Christmas, it was only right for all of us to decorate this tree. Together."

"That's a wonderful idea," Di said. "And I love it. That's making this all the more special."

"I have to agree," Hallie said.

"Then we getter get to work," Brian said.

Trixie stayed out of the way as the guys added more colored lights and then strung the garland on the tree. As she watched them work, her thoughts transported her back to Christmas at Crabapple Farm.

Every year her father and mother would go in search of the perfect Christmas tree with them for the house. It would be brought home and sit in front of the living room window. The four Belden children would then have the task of putting the lights and garland on, followed by the ornaments they had made during their elementary school days. There were also special ornaments they had gotten their parents over the course of the years that were hung as well.

And while they were working, Helen would have cookies for them as well as homemade hot chocolate. The Christmas music played in the background putting everyone in the holiday spirit.

Once the work was done that evening, the whole family gathered together, watching the twinkle of the lights as they talked about upcoming events and holiday plans.

"You okay?"

Trixie lifted her head to see Jim standing at her side. He sat down on the floor in front of her and looked in her eye.

She smiled at her husband. "I'm fine. I was just thinking."

"You looked like it was something happy."

"Just a little reminiscing." She looked at the tree. "It looks marvelous."

"All it needs are the ornaments."

"Then get to work," Trixie said. "You should be here slacking."

"And what are you going to do?" Jim asked.

"Exactly what the doctor said: resting." Trixie grinned.

"Just keep that in mind for the remainder of our visit," Jim said.

"I will."

"Hey, stop that, Mart," Di squealed.

They both turned to see Mart had draped the silver garland around Di's shoulder and head.

"I think this is exactly where it goes," Mart said.

"I'm not the tree," Di protested.

"I think these ornaments are perfect," Dan said, moving over to Di and hanging two red sequined ornaments over Di's ears. He leaned back and looked at her. "Perfect."

"Would you two help me?" Di asked, looking at Trixie and Jim.

"I think it's fine," Trixie said.

Di shook her head with a smile on her face. "I should've known I wouldn't get any help from you."

"I'll help you," Trixie said as she slowly stood up.

She made her way toward her sister-in-law and picked the angel tree topper up off the table. When she reached Di, she placed the angel on her head. "Now it's perfect."

"Why me?" Di asked, trying to keep the smile off her face. "What did I do to deserve this?"

"We love you," Mart said, giving her a kiss.

"Okay," Di said breathlessly when they broke apart.

"What does everyone think?" Honey asked, getting everyone to focus on the tree once again.

Everyone turned and looked at the tree they had decorated. With the lights, garland and ornaments, it looked like the perfect Christmas tree.

"It's beautiful," Di said.

"It is," Trixie said as she tried to keep the emotion out of her voice. She felt the tears fill her eyes and one slipped down her cheek.

"Trix?" Brian asked.

She looked at her eldest brother and saw concern written all over his face. A quick glance at the others and she saw the same expression.

"I'm okay," she said hastily, wiping the trail of the tear away. "It's just beautiful and it feels right that we did this together."

"I agree," Jim said standing up. "And we should mark this occasion. Let me go grab my camera." He quickly left the room.

"Help me get this stuff off," Di said, struggling with the garland wrapped around her neck.

"Leave it on," Hallie said. "It'll be fine for the picture."

"I can't believe I'm doing this," Di said, letting her arms fall to her side.

"It's the Bob-Whites," Honeys aid. "Who else will ever see this picture?"

Di sighed. "I guess you're right. But if I find this picture displayed anywhere, someone is going to pay."

"Got it," Honey and Hallie said simultaneously.

Jim returned a few minute later with his camera and quickly set it up to take a picture of all of them, capturing the moment in time.

Trixie slowly stood up and made her way out of the bathroom. She held onto the doorframe and dresser as she headed toward the bed. She sank down on the mattress, resting her head in her hands. Her head was throbbing and her stomach felt as if there was a gymnastics tumbler inside.

The door to the bedroom opened and Jim stepped inside carrying a glass. He handed it to her before taking a seat beside her.

Trixie took a sip and then said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." He kissed the top of her head after he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "Are you feeling better?"

"A bit," Trixie said, leaning exhaustedly against Jim's shoulder. "I just want this to stop. This is the worst, especially during the holidays."

"We just have to let it run its course, just like the doctor said."

"I know, but I wish I wasn't getting so sick."

"I wish you weren't either," Jim said. "I keep getting the third degree from Brian about what's wrong with you and the medication you're on."

"Oh no," Trixie said. "He's going to blab to the others."

"I haven't said anything. I just keep telling him I don't know what medication it is that you're taking. And that's the truth."

"I just hope he doesn't corner me."

"I'll try to make sure I'm nearby at all times in case he does try to catch you alone."

"My hero," Trixie said.

"So, are you going to join us for breakfast?" Jim asked.

"I think I'm going to pass," Trixie answered. "It takes a while for the headache to go away and I'd like to at least have that gone before I make an appearance."

"All right," Jim said. "I'll tell the other you are catching up on your sleep."

"Thank you, Jim. I appreciate it."

"You're welcome. And don't forget we're supposed to head to the children's hospital today."

"I remember. I should be feeling better in a bit."

"Okay."

Jim took the glass from her hand helped her get comfortable under the covers again. He placed a kiss on her forehead before leaving the room.

Trixie closed her eyes thinking how truly blessed she was to have Jim as her husband.

That afternoon the eight of them made a visit to the children's hospital, brining with them several sacks of gifts. They all knew Honey had done a lot of hard work to make sure the visit was as special for the children as it was for them.

For the children who were feeling well enough to play, they gathered them in the playroom and distributed the gifts that had been left with them from Santa Claus. The paper flew in every direction and there was a smile on every face. Several children were unable to come down to the room, so Brian and Honey delivered their gifts personally.

When they left several hours later and had played games with all the children, they felt they had done the right thing in bringing some joy to the holiday when they were someplace other than home.

On the ride back to the Manor House, Trixie stared out the passenger window at the snow-covered scenery. She couldn't tear her thoughts away from the children's faces. There was one face that seemed to be forefront in her mind. It was a pale-faced little boy with red peach fuzz on top of his head. He had just finished another round of tests and found out he was going to be staying much longer.

Her heart went out to him and was able to get him to smile a bit as they drove his remote control car around the playroom over people's feet and into their legs. He seemed a bit happier when they were leaving and Trixie hoped he would have a happy holiday.

"You're awfully quiet," Jim said.

"Just thinking."

"Should I be worried?" he asked teasingly.

Trixie remained quiet.

"Come on, Trix. What is it?" Jim pressed.

"I was just thinking of the kids that will end up missing Christmas at home. I just couldn't believe how many of them there were."

"I was shocked too. But even thought they may be at the hospital, they aren't missing the holidays completely. There are special events, and visitors just like us, to make their stay brighter."

"I guess I just feel bad for them," Trixie said.

"Well, if you want, we can do this every year to help the children have a little joy for the holidays."

Trixie looked at her husband. "Are you sure? I mean, with everything we've got going on..."

"I'm sure," Jim said, glancing at her quickly with a smile on his face before focusing back on the road. "This experience meant a lot to me and it looks like it do for you as well, so why not continue it?"

Trixie leaned over and kissed Jim's cheek. "I love you."

"I love you."

A short while later they pulled up to the Manor House and headed inside to the warmth. They went into the living room to see mugs of steaming hot chocolate were on the coffee table.

"This will warm me up," Di said, cupping the mug in her hand. She sipped the arm treat.

"This does hit the spot," Hallie said as she moved toward the fireplace with her mug.

Trixie settled on the couch near the fireplace with her legs bent underneath her. She was welcoming the warmth after the short time outside that left her chilled.

"Aren't you going to have any hot chocolate?" Honey asked.

"No, thank you," Trixie said. "I wasn't feeling well earlier and I don't want it to come back."

"I could have some tea made for you if you prefer," Honey said.

"Thanks, Honey, but I'm all right."

"If you want something, let me know."

Trixie nodded as Jim settled on the couch beside her. She shifted slightly so she could lean against him with his arm wrapped around her shoulder.

"Dinner should be ready shortly," Brian said, taking a seat in one of the leather recliners.

"And then we have something fun planned for afterward," Honey said, her eyes dancing in excitement.

"And what's that?" Mart asked, sinking into the sofa.

"Well, we've made arrangement for the eight of us to go on a sleigh ride through the preserve," Honey said. "The weather is perfect with the clear sky and all the stars. We are hoping we would have a nice night and it looks like it's going to happen."

"That sounds like so much fun," Hallie said, glancing at Dan. "I don't think I've ever been on a sleigh ride."

"It is a great idea," Mart said, grabbing Di around the waist and pulling her down on his lap. "We'll be nestled under a blanket in the darkness as we're taken through the woods."

Di turned in Mart's arms and their lips met, forgetting there were six other people in the room.

"Thank goodness I didn't have the hot chocolate after seeing this," Trixie said, trying to force a disgusted look on her face at the sight of her brother making out with his wife, but failing miserably.

"Mart's just showing you that he loves me dearly," Di said when she leaned back, never taking her eyes off her husband's face.

"Just remember there are some of us who would prefer not to see that love," Brian said.

"Then don't look." Mart captured Din's lips with his own.

Trixie shook her head in awe. No mater where her brother was or what time it was, he would always make sure Di knew how much he loved her. He was openly affectionate toward her and Di deserved every minute of it.

"The sleigh will be here about seven so we should make sure we are dressed warmly," Honey said.

"This is going to be a great evening," Hallie said.

"It sure is," Trixie said.

Three hours later they were all thinking something different.

The sleigh rode had started out perfectly. The eight of them were bundled underneath the blankets d the black horse drawn sleight took them into the darkness of the preserve. The driver was a quiet man who limited the conversation to yes or now answers.

When they reached the clearing in the preserve, they were able to get a clear view of the stars, with Brian and Jim pointing out the different constellations. Everyone was having fun.

As they ride headed back through the tree line, they began singing some of the traditional holiday songs such as "Jingle Bells", "Rudolph: The Red-Nose Reindeer", "We Wish You a Merry Christmas", "Sleigh Ride" and "White Christmas."

They had just begun "Silent Night" with perfect harmony when disaster struck.

The black horse got spooked and took off at a run. They all scrambled to get a secure grasp on the sleigh. But it didn't matter. The sleigh was weaving back and forth and then suddenly it struck a tree, getting knocked on its side. The driver was pulled from his seat and dragged into the darkness by the terrified horse.

"Is everyone okay?" Brian asked shakily as he lifted himself up.

"I'm okay," Jim said, climbing out of a snow bank.

"We're okay," Dan said, keeping his arm tightly around Hallie.

"Mart? Di?" Brian asked, looking around.

"We're here," Di said.

They turned to see Di was still in the sleigh and sprawled on top of Mart.

"Mart?" Brian repeated.

"Oh," Mart groaned. "My back."

"Stay put," Brian said as he cautiously moved toward his younger brother. "Where exactly does it hurt?"

"M'okay," Mart whispered. "Just had...the wind...knocked...out of me."

"You sure?" Brian asked.

"Yeah," Mart whispered.

"Just take it slow. It'll come back."

"Hey," Dan said. "Where's Trixie? And Honey?"

Brian and Jim scanned the darkness and just as the moon poked through the treetops, they saw the prone figures of the two women.

"Trixie!" Jim yelled as he climbed through the drifts toward his wife.

"Honey!" Brian yelled, following suit as he left his brother in the care of his wife.

The two men sank down in the two-feet of snow beside their wives.

"I'm okay," Hone whispered as she was slowly rolled onto her side. "Just winded."

"Take it easy. Everything will be all right," Brian said, slowly helping her to a sitting position so she could lean against his chest.

"Trix?" Jim asked, touching her shoulder.

"Ohh," Trixie moaned as she turned her head slowly.

"What hurts?" Jim asked.

"I'm okay," Trixie whispered. "Just cold and wet."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

"Can you roll over?" Jim asked.

"I'll help in case she is hurt," Dan said.

Together the two of them slowly rolled Trixie onto her back.

"Are you sure you're not hurt?" Brian asked.

"Just cold," Trixie said through chattering teeth.

"We need to get back to the house," Jim said.

"Will you be able to carry her?" Brian asked.

"Not a problem," Jim said just as he slid his arms into the snow underneath her and gently picked her up.

"I'm so cold," Trixie said leaning into Jim for warmth.

"We'll be home soon," Jim whispered and placed a kiss on the top of her head.

"Is everyone ready?" Brian asked, standing up as he helped Honey to her feet.

"Let's go," Dan said.

"Do we know which way we need to go?" Hallie asked.

"What about the sleigh?" Di asked, holding on tight to Mart.

"We'll leave the sleigh here," Brian said. "We can't do anything with it."

"So, which way do we go?" Di asked.

"This way," Dan said. "I know this preserve and I can get us back to the Manor House."

"Then let's go," Jim said.

The group slowly trudged through the snow, helping one another get through the high drifts. The wet snow was soaking all of them and they were anxious to get back to the house where it was warm.

After a while of walking, they broke through the tree line with the driveway to the Manor House right in front of them.

"What a relief," Honey said through chattering teeth.

"Let's go," Brian said leading them up the snow-cleared driveway. "Just be careful so you don't fall."

They reached the house and quickly headed inside. They headed toward the living room, but Jim headed for the stairs.

"Where are you going?" Brian asked.

"Upstairs to get her into some dry clothes," Jim answered, continuing along.

"I'll be up to check on her in a few minutes," Brian said.

"Fine."

He made it to their bedroom. He set Trixie on the floor and quickly shed his coat, letting it fall to the floor in a heap.

"Brian...can't..." Trixie began, her teeth chattering uncontrollably.

"It'll be all right," Jim said, unzipping her coat. "Now, let me get your coat off. Just hold on and I'll do all the work."

Trixie waited patiently as Jim got her coat off and then wrapped the comforter from the bed around her shoulders. He then pulled off the rest of her wet clothes. She was quickly dried off with a towel from the bathroom and the helped into her warm flannel pajamas. Within minutes she was bundled in a plethora of blankets.

She continued to shake, but could feel the warmth returning to her chilled body. She just wanted to go to sleep, but knew that she couldn't. She focused on Jim as he quickly slid out of his wet clothes and found something dry to wear.

"How are you feeling now?" Jim asked as he settled on the bed beside her. "Warmer?"

Trixie nodded her head. "But why did this have to happen?"

"It was an accident," Jim said. "And accidents happen."

"But what if..."

"We're not doing that," Jim said. "We need to be positive."

Trixie began to worry, wondering if this had been a sign.

Knock, knock.

"Hang on," Jim said. He glanced at Trixie to make sure she was still bundled up and then said, "Come in."

The door was opened by Brian. He entered the room as he asked, "How are you feeling, Trix?"

"Warmer," Trixie admitted.

"Let me be the doctor," Brian said with a grin. He put his hand to her forehead and then her cheek. He then touched her hand. After a moment he stepped back.

Jim asked, "What's the prognosis?"

"I think she'll be okay."

"That's good," Jim said, giving Trixie a wink.

"Cook is making tea and hot chocolate," Brian said. "I'll have her bring it up to you. It'll help warm you both up."

"Thanks, Brian," Trixie said.

"You're welcome."

"How are the others?" Jim asked.

"Some bumps and bruises and a bit cold," Brian said. "We got out of this relatively unscathed."

"We were lucky," Jim admitted.

"Well, I'm going to check on the others again. And then I'm going to turn in. It's been a long day."

"We'll see you in the morning," Jim said.

Brian left the room, closing the door behind him. Jim and Trixie looked at one another.

"This is definitely not how I pictured us enjoying the holidays," Jim said.

"Me either. But at least we are with family. And who cares about everything else as long as our loved ones are around."

"Exactly."

Trixie yawned and her eyes slid partially shut. She said, "I'm so tired."

"You're warming up," Jim said. "And I like that because you were frozen when we got here."

"Are you warm enough?" Trixie asked, forcing her eyes open to gaze at her husband.

"I'm getting there," Jim admitted. "And the hot chocolate will definitely help."

Knock, knock.

"I know what that is," Jims aid heading toward the door.

He pulled it open and saw Celia standing there with two mugs. "Brian asked me to bring this to you."

"Thank you, Celia," Jim said, taking the mugs.

"You're welcome." Celia smiled. "Goodnight."

"'Night," Jim said.

Celia went down the hall and Jim closed the door with his foot. As he turned back to the bed, a loving smile filled his face. Trixie was asleep with her head turned to the side.

He moved to the bed and kissed her cheek. He whispered, "I love you, Trix."

"I love you," Trixie murmured as she snuggled deeper into the warm covers.

The eight of them straggled out of bed the following morning. Knowing that the following day was Christmas, they all decided to take it easy and relax. They had gotten a little antsy after a couple hours and moved into the kitchen to make some cookies.

By the time they were done, there was flour all over the counter and floor, as well as themselves. But they had made a variety of cookies that they all were going to enjoy.

As darkness settled on Sleepyside, the eight of them dressed warmly and made their way into town for the Christmas Eve candlelight service. They all made it to this service no matter where they were and felt happy they were going to be attending the service together.

They slid into one of the pews when they arrived at the small church. Two ten-foot Christmas trees graced the front of the church, decked out in colored lights and silver garlands. Atop each tree was a star, similar to the one that was described in the Christmas story.

The service began with the church choir making their way down the aisles with lit candles singing a holiday hymn. The processional took them to the altar and they took their places. A moment later the minister came out and the service was underway.

They joined the other parishioners for songs and listened as the minister read the story of the season. As the service neared its conclusion, everyone stood and lit their candles as the organist softly played a traditional song.

Once all the candles were lit, the inner church lights were extinguished so that all that was glowing were the candles and the lights from the trees. The organist played the intro and everyone began singing "Silent Night" as if they were one voice.

When the song came to an end, everyone blew out their candles and the lights came back on. With a blessing from the minister, the service was over.

The eight of them returned to the Manor House and changed into more comfortable clothes as they gathered by the Christmas tree in the living room.

"This has to be one of my most favorite holidays," Di said, snuggling close to Mart.

"I have to agree," Mart said. "Christmas is great and it's even more special if you're with family."

"Hopefully we can do this more often," Honey said. "It's been too long."

"I think it'll happen more often," Brian said. "It means a lot to all of us and I think we'll all be making more of an effort to get together."

"I have to agree," Jim said, wrapping his arm around Trixie's shoulder.

"This is nice and I don't want it to end," Trixie said.

"Me either," Hallie said.

"So, what's on the agenda for the rest of the evening?" Dan asked.

"There are a couple of traditional movies on," Honey said, a glimmer of mischief sparkling in her eyes.

"What movies?" Jim asked.

"Well, there's the classics 'White Christmas' and 'It's a Wonderful Life,' which are all on right now," Honey said. "And there's 'A Christmas Story'."

"I can't put my arms down," Trixie and Hallie called out together.

"Hasn't that movie been banned yet?" Mart asked.

"We don't have to watch it now," Honey said.

"That's true," Trixie said. "We can watch it tomorrow instead of football since there is a 24-hour marathon."

"No," Mart groaned, burying his face in his hands.

"Relax, Mart," Di said. "We won't make you suffer through 24 hours of that."

"Thank goodness," Mart said, lifting his head.

"Just 22," Di said with a smile.

"You're evil," Mart said, trying to give Di a dirty look.

"How about we watch it tonight to get it out of the way?" Dan suggested. "It's the perfect holiday movie, and no matter what Mart says, he enjoys it just like the rest of us."

"I do love it especially when Ralphie comes down in the pink bunny pajamas," Brian said. "That poor kid is definitely traumatized when you get a gift like that and have to wear it."

"Another priceless scene is when they are at the Chinese restaurant," Jim said. "That's not how I would picture dinner."

"I'm glad we have turkey and ham," Brian said. "And there are no dogs in the vicinity to attack our dinner."

"Are you going to need any help with dinner, Honey?" Trixie asked.

"We're all set," Honey answered. "Cook will be here early to get dinner started. I just told her we would take care of the dishes afterward."

"With the eight of us, it shouldn't take too long," Di said.

"That's what I thought."

"So, are we going to watch the movie or what?" Mart asked.

"Let me get refills for everyone and we should be all set," Honey said.

A smile filled Trixie's face as she opened her eyes. It was still dark, but she knew there would be no way she would get anymore sleep. It was Christmas morning.

Rolling onto her side, she saw Jim looked peaceful with his head resting on the pillow and a lock of his red hair curled on his forehead.

Jim let out a sigh and slowly opened his eyes. A smile appeared on his face as their gazes locked.

"Merry Christmas, Trix," Jim said softly.

"Merry Christmas, Jim."

"How are you feeling this morning?"

Trixie took a minute and realized she actually felt better than she had in days. "Just fine."

"That's good to hear." He lifted his head and propped it against his hand. "Have you been downstairs yet?"

Trixie shook her head. "I just woke up. I didn't' want to the first one downstairs."

"If you were, I don't think anyone would care. I still feel like a child on Christmas morning."

"That's exactly how I feel," Trixie said pushing herself to a sitting position. She turned serious. "Jim, do you think the others will like their gift?"

"I think they will love it. And I'm glad they are getting it today because I don't think I could keep it a secret much longer."

"Me either. And I'm glad they are getting it this way."

"So am I."

"So, are we ready to head down?" Trixie asked.

"Absolutely."

The two of them quickly donned their robes and slippers before making their way downstairs. As they reached the first floor, they heard holiday music coming from the living room. Someone was up.

Trixie and Jim moved into the room to see the rest of the Bob-Whites were up. They were sitting about the room drinking coffee and nibbling on the breakfast Danishes. The brightly lit, beautifully decorated tree stood by the window with mounds of presents wrapped in every color of the rainbow spilling out along the floor.

"Look who finally crawled out of bed," Mart said, smiling at his almost twin.

"We're sorry," Trixie said.

"It's all right," Brian said, moving away from the stereo that was playing the music. "We haven't been up long and it's probably good that you get as much rest as you can since you haven't been feeling well."

"I'm actually feeling much better this morning," Trixie admitted.

"That's great," Honey said and pointed at the table holding the drinks and breakfast. "Help yourselves."

After they each grabbed something to eat and drink, they settled themselves on the floor in front of the fireplace, welcoming the warmth as it touched their backs.

"So, can we start opening presents?" Mart asked, excitement dancing in his eyes.

"I thought we were going to wait until after dinner?" Dan asked.

Trixie and Mart looked at Dan in horror.

"Wasn't that the plan?" Hallie asked.

"NO!" Mart groaned.

"I don't think my younger siblings can last that long," Brian said. "If we waited, we'd have to lock up the gifts because the would be opening them on their own."

"I guess we could open them now," Honey said dramatically.

"Yeah!" Mart said and began reaching for gifts.

"Hold it," Brian said.

"What?" Mart asked, looking at his brother confused.

"You need to hand out all the gifts first," Jim said.

"Me?"

"Yes, you," the others chorused.

"Oh man," Mart groaned.

"We could always wait until after dinner," Dan said.

"I'll distribute them," Mart said and began his tasking making the mound around the tree dwindle as the pile by each one of them grew.

"This is the last one," Mart said, setting the package in front of Jim. He looked at Brian. "Can we open them now?"

"Go ahead."

Wrapping paper, ribbon and tissue paper began flying about the room, as the gifts were open. As they worked, they talked about the gifts they received, the search for certain items and possible uses for others. Everyone was enjoying themselves and they all agreed it was one of the best Christmases they had ever had.

As the piles of gifts diminished into a colorful heaping mass of torn wrapping paper and bows, Trixie could feel the butterflies taking flight and knew it was getting close to the time when they would share the gift with everyone.

"Well, that's it," Mart said, looking around the room to make sure no presents had been left behind. "Thanks everyone for everything."

"Actually, Jim and I have a gift for all of you," Trixie said as Jim wrapped his arm around her shoulder. She caught his eye and knew this was going to be perfect.

"What is it?" Mart asked as everyone turned to look at them.

"Well, the gift is not something we could wrap or even give you a picture of," Trixie said.

"So, what is it?" Brian asked.

Trixie took a breath as she looked at the six faxes of her family in turn. "In six months you will all be aunts and uncles."

There was a moment of stunned silence as shock appeared on all their faces.

"What?" Brian and Mart chorused.

"You too?" Honey asked,

"Oh my," Di said.

"No way," Hallie said

"I just can't believe it," Dan said.

Trixie looked at Honey, unsure if she had heard her best friend and sister-in-law correctly. "What did you say, Honey?"

Everyone turned to look at the honey-colored haired woman who had tears streaming down her cheeks as she smiled.

"I'm pregnant too," Honey said. "The baby is due at the end of June."

"I'm going to be an uncle," Jim said, a smile filling his face.

"Uh, guys," Di said. "I'm pregnant too."

They all turned to the dark haired woman, whose eyes were as wide as saucers.

"We were going to tell you when the gifts were finished," Mart said.

"This is going to be an exciting new year for all of us with three new babies in the family," Trixie said.

"Four babies," a voice said.

They turned to Hallie and Dan who were smiling happily.

"Yes, four," Dan said. "There will be four babies."

"I'm due at the end of June as well," Hallie said.

"Oh my goodness!" Honey yelled.

All the girls scrambled to their feet and were quickly engulfed in a large group hug, tears of happiness streaming down their faces.

"I just can't believe it," Jim said. "We thought we had the best gift for all of you."

"I think we all did," Brian said. "And just think at this time next year, there will be four infants around getting all the attention."

"And being showered by gifts that will be meant to drive us crazy," Mart said. "This is just so unbelievable."

"Do all our parents know the news?" Jim asked. "I know Mother and Dad as well as your parents know about our baby."

"The same with us," Brian said.

"Us too," Mart said. "And I think that is why they agreed to go to Iowa because next year they will want to be around for their grandchildren's first Christmas."

"They know about ours as well," Dan said. "And I think Uncle Bill is more excited and anxious than I am."

"This news is really special for you, Dan," Trixie said, breaking away from the group of girls as she wiped her eyes. "Until you married Hallie, you and Regan were the last of your family line. But now, your family is growing. First with Hallie, and now with the baby. The Mangan-Regan family is here to stay."

"Thanks, Trixie."

She moved to Dan and gave him a hug. "Congratulations."

"Thanks."

Hugs were given to each other as well as offers of congratulations.

They had all looked forward to a special Christmas together, and they got their wish. This would be one they would remember for all eternity.

"Merry Christmas, everyone," Trixie said. "Merry Christmas."

-The End-

Author's Notes: Merry Christmas. By now you are probably wondering who your secret fan fic writer is. Well, it is me, Robin. I do hope you enjoyed the story and the special things you enjoy about the holidays were a great help in making this story come to fruition. I enjoyed all that information and it reminded me of all the things that I enjoy of the holiday season. It was an honor to write for you and I hope you and your family have a safe and happy holiday season and a wonderful new year. Merry Christmas.