Title-The night before Christmas, Sunnydale style

Pairing-W/T

Rating-This part PG 13, but later the fic will be NC 17.

Disclaimer-I'm just having fun and not making money.

Feedback-Yes please, I love feedback.And Jadeoo does as well.

Authors-Vizier Mountian and Jadeoo

Part 1/?

Notes-I'm writing this with Jadeoo , who also took the trouble to beta this first part for me.She will write part 2.And then each of us will post a part,me, then her, and so on until the fic is finished.



Christmas Eve, 2002.



All over Sunnydale, humans and vamps alike prepared to celebrate. But not everyone joined in the festive cheer, as one Willow Rosenberg sat alone in her room, surrounded by the belongings of her love. Nothing was missing from six months ago – she just couldn't bear to throw away anything that belonged to Tara, clothes and jewelry alike. She stroked her favourite photo of the blonde, kissing it softly. "Merry Christmas if you can hear me, baby," she whispered. "Is heaven as beautiful as they say it is? I hope you're happy." She smiled bitterly. "What am I saying? You're in heaven, of course you're happy. You know…sometimes, I feel like joining you -"



Her babble was cut off by the sound of scratching and banging on the roof near the chimney. Something, or someone, was up there. "Hello?" When a louder thud was heard she raced downstairs in a panic. "Buffy, Xander, Spike! Something's trying to get down the chimney!"



The threesome grabbed weapons, Buffy with the crossbow, the men with swords. The Slayer pointed her weapon at the fireplace. "Vamps can't get down the chimney without an invite," she said, "So it's either a really small demon or a thief with a sense of humour. It's Christmas Eve, and it's my night off. Couldn't trouble leave me alone for just one night? And by the way, whoever's up there, there's a fire at the bottom of the chimney! You might not want to come down that way!"



However, the mystery intruder seemed to have thought of that, and the flames were quickly doused by a gush of water from above, splashing on the carpet as well as Buffy's clothes.



"Hey!" Buffy yelled. "That was a new pair of pants! You're so gonna get it now."



"Bloody Hell!" Spike shouted at the same time. "I just made the

sodding thing!" They both advanced on the fireplace, awaiting the arrival of the perpetrator.



But to their surprise, the modern fireplace suddenly transformed into a Victorian-era hearth, as a pair of big black boots impacted with the charred wood. And there was Santa – beard, fat belly, red and white fur suit, sack and all. As well as an empty bucket. "Not to worry, Buffy," he smiled, "there's a new pair of pants for you in my sack." He looked up. "You can come down now."



And down came a familiar-looking blonde, dressed in long-sleeved blue shirt and slacks. "I told you it wouldn't hurt, Tara," Father Christmas stated, patting the witch's arm.



TBC.

That one I wasn't expecting... I mean, ok, Santa is weird enough, but Tara coming down the fireplace is something that will be on my head all day.

But now that i'm thinking, Will just received her perfect Christmas present! Christmas present? Now I just had a good visual of Will unwrapping her present.

I'm curious about how this will unfold, it's definitively a good start.

I'm just imagining the Scoobies' faces the next chap, I mean, it's not every day Santa and someone is suppose to be dead appear right in front of you heh!

Update soon!



=> Kayleen <=

Tara following Santa Claus down the chimney? Oh, well, it's Sunnydale. Stranger things have happened.



Great fic idea!

Willow: Hey Buff. One more thing. Buffy: Yeah? Willow: I’m gay. Buffy: Okay, Will. Xander owes me ten bucks.

~Remember to Breathe by Yellow Cray

Cool, father christams and Tara, intersting. Can't wait for the next bit.

Hannah

Oh, man, how original is this!! Can't wait to see what happens.. Great stuff!!

Wow..I absolutely loved this..so good, and Tara coming down the chimney..hehe..so wonderful. Love sammi xx

Hey!



In the beginning it was really sad - Willow grieving about Tara, thinking about joining her.



Santa coming down the chimney was really funny and then TARA *ggg* Thats a big present. I'm wondering if its "only" a christmas visit or is she supposed to stay FOREVER



Insanity

"Nobody messes with my girl!"Tara, Bargaining

this story looks soooo cool I would love Tara for my xmas gift this year hehe

Thanks for all the feedback!



Title-The night before Christmas - Sunnydale style

Pairing-W/T

Rating-This part PG 13, but later the fic will be NC 17.

Disclaimer-I'm just having fun and not making money.

Feedback-Yes please, I love feedback.And Jess does as well. We're feedback whores

Authors-Vizier Mountian (Thomas) and Jadeoo (Jess)

Part 2/?

Notes-This is a collab. fic between the two of us (this part by me), let's just say a little Christmas Present to the Kittens. Enjoy!



Chapter 2



"Santa Claus?" Buffy did a double-take. "Tara?"



"Tara!" Dawn threw herself into the blonde's arms, and then turned to the old man. "You gave us Tara for Christmas? You're the best, Santa!" She planted a kiss on the bearded man's cheek, inciting a deep throaty laugh from the so-called myth.



"Indeed I have, children!" he chuckled heartily, "But she is not your present, Dawn. She is the reward of that fine woman in the corner." He pointed at Willow.



Willow had indeed backed herself into a corner, and looked as if she'd swallowed one of Buffy's fruitcakes, her eyes bulging. "Tara?"



The one known as Tara Maclay, or at least looked like her, smiled, walking over to the quivering woman. “It’s me,” she stated. “Really me.”



        “Oh?” was all Willow could gulp out, before losing herself in the azure eyes that were staring into her own.



        “Get a room!” Spike hollered somewhat rudely, having drunk a quite a bit of eggnog. “Oh, and bird, you’re under the mistletoe.” He puckered his lips and made kissing noises; with a good bit of tongue at that.



        Hesitantly, Willow leaned forward, not one to break Christmas tradition, giving Tara a quick peck on the cheek before pulling back, fearful. “It is you, right? You’re not some demon sent to punish me, are you? Because I don’t need any more punishment. I’ve got the honour of carrying around the shame of killing a man – woo hoo!”



        Tara placed a finger on the redhead’s lips, silencing the babble. “I can prove it’s me. Ask me something only I would know.”



        “When was…the first time we kissed?” Willow squinted.



        “It was when the night when you came over after Buffy ditched you at the Bronze.” The blonde glanced apologetically at the Slayer. “S-sorry.”



        Buffy brushed it off with a wave. Even now, she sometimes felt embarrassed for not realizing earlier how distant she and Willow had become during first year.



        “And when did we first say that we loved each other?”



        “After you chose me over Oz.”



        “And where was the most risky place that we made love?”



        “When we were watching American Pie at the theatres with Buffy and Dawn beside us.” Tara raised an eyebrow while blushing at the cries of disgust that came from the other inhabitants of the house. “Is that enough?”



        One more,” said Willow. “What did I always call you at night?”



        “Tara-bear,” Tara smiled. “Happy?”



        “Oh yes,” Willow muttered as she captured Tara’s lips with her own. Tara-bear was back. Really back. It was her.



        “And now, I believe the jury has come to a verdict of guilty, and I, Supreme Court Justice Harris, second the request of said vampire Spike, and order that these two women “get a room”,” said Xander. He was trying to look away, but his male instincts were getting the better of him.



tbc...

jess



When your B&W painting canvas get attention from the teacher...

you KNOW you're gonna have a good day.

Edited by: jadeo0 at: 12/7/03 12:39 pm

Getting it on while watching American Pie? I love the reference! *bows to AP*

Willow: Hey Buff. One more thing. Buffy: Yeah? Willow: I’m gay. Buffy: Okay, Will. Xander owes me ten bucks.

~Remember to Breathe by Yellow Crayon

Wow, that was so good..I loved the refernce to American Pie too..hehe. Love sammi xx

This was really great!! Can't wait for more!

Thanks for all the feedback!



Title-The night before Christmas - Sunnydale style

Pairing-W/T

Rating-This part PG 13, but later the fic will be NC 17.

Disclaimer-I'm just having fun and not making money.

Feedback-Yes please, I love feedback.And Jess does as well. We're feedback whores

Authors-Vizier Mountian (Thomas) and Jadeoo (Jess)

Part 3/?

Notes-This is a collab. fic between the two of us (this part by Thomas), let's just say a little Christmas Present to the Kittens. Enjoy!



Part 3



        Buffy and Dawn gently pulled Xander out of the room. Spike and Santa followed, leaving Willow and Tara alone, both gazing deeply into the other’s eyes. Willow kept softly kissing Tara’s mouth again and again, as if she feared that the blonde would vanish into thin air at any moment.



        "Tara, I've missed you so much, where have you been all this time?" She leaned against Tara’s forehead with her own.



        "I can't remember much, it's like a dream that fades when you wake up from it, but I think I was in heaven. I was going over all my memories of being with you. All the times we'd had together, all the times we'd kissed and made love, all the happy moments over and over again, running them through my head. I don't remember the rest of it. Perhaps the living aren’t meant to remember the afterlife, but then the next thing I knew I was standing on my grave facing Santa! He told me he would take me to you and then I got in his sleigh and he took me here." Tara frowned, aware that she wasn’t making too much sense. “A-am I confusing you?”



        “Just a little bit, baby.” Willow kissed Tara’s lips once again. “But we’ll figure this out.”



                                        ~*~



        Buffy stood in front of the basement door in order to prevent anyone from going back upstairs, while staring wild-eyed at Santa. "I know this town is strange enough so that the existence of demons is plausible, but you? Are you more than a myth after all?”



        "I come from another dimension, a world similar to this one," stated Santa. "There are all kinds of parallel Earths, some without vamps, some ruled by evil, some, well, each one is different. The gods and goddesses of my world sent me to yours to bring back Tara, because Willow will need her in the future. Here are some gifts for you.” He began to pull out various gifts – much more than the sack seemed to be able to fit. Off the confused looks of the Scoobies, he began to chuckle jovially. “This sack is also a portal – how else do you think I could leave so many presents to all my Earthly children?



        He passed a scarab amulet to Spike. "This will allow you to hurt evil humans without your chip going off. But I warn you. They must be evil or it will not stop the chip from hurting you."



        "Evil as in seriously evil or evil as in tax dodger?" interrupted Xander, eyebrows raised.



        "The type that I wouldn’t give presents to," said Santa. When he was once again greeted by confused looks, he laughed. “The naughty ones!”



        He passed a can to Xander which was marked "Eye See". "This contains a magical human eyeball. If you should lose your eye in battle, this one can replace it."



        "Ewwwwwwww!" said Dawn, scrunching up her face in disgust. “That’s so gross. Why would you give him an eyeball for Christmas?”



        “Dawn.” Santa smiled. “Always so full of questions. My presents will undoubtedly be useful to all of you.” He passed a silver chain to Dawn. "This will grow warm around your neck when someone falls in love with you. It won't make anyone fall in love with you, it's not a love charm. It just lets you know when someone is romantically

interested in you, that's all."



        Immediately, Dawn had forgotten about the grossness of the eyeball, instead stroking her necklace before placing it around her neck. “Thanks, Santa…” She sounded a lot like a little kid.



        Santa smiled, before passing Buffy a new pair of pants and a book. "I owe you those, and this is your present, Buffy. This book is magical. It contains no spells, but you can tell it what you want to have in it and it will become the book of your choice.” Buffy grabbed at the book, but Santa held it back for another moment. “However, if you are to try to find a spell with this book, it will break.”



        As none of them could go anywhere from their current location – what with Willow and Tara upstairs – Santa and the Scoobies began to explore Santa’s bag of goodies, unwrapping a pair of Kendo gloves, as well as a pair of kendo swords; perfect for sparring.



        As Buffy and Spike began to fight with the wooden swords, Santa bounced Dawn on his knee while discussing the finer points of reindeer riding with Xander. Christmas was turning out pretty well, even if it meant being stuck in a basement.

jess



If it first you do succeed, just try not to look so surprised.

Edited by: jadeo0 at: 12/7/03 12:42 pm

Aww! How cute! I love the presents... especially the eyeball.

Willow: Hey Buff. One more thing. Buffy: Yeah? Willow: I’m gay. Buffy: Okay, Will. Xander owes me ten bucks.

~Remember to Breathe by Yellow Crayon

Another very fine update! Very cute! I'm liking this a lot!

I saw this fic, but I never really got around to reading it.



I am so glad Santa brings Tara back to Willow. Tara is definitely Willow's greatest gift.



What is Spike doing there though?

Tara: My heart doesn't stutter.


Tara: Willow, I got so lost.

Willow: I found you. I will always find you.

Awww..that was so adorable. I love all the gifts..and Xander's eyeball..hehe. Love sammi xx

The Rose24, this fic is somewhat AU. No First as of yet. Also no attempted rape of Buffy by Spike, hence no departure. Assume he's just accepted Buffy not wanting to be with him anymore, I guess. Hope this helps.

jess



If it first you do succeed, just try not to look so surprised.

Edited by: maudmac  at: 12/9/03 7:53 pm

Thanks for all the feedback!



Title-The night before Christmas - Sunnydale style

Pairing-W/T

Rating-This part PG 13, but later the fic will be NC 17.

Disclaimer-I'm just having fun and not making money.

Feedback-Yes please, I love feedback.And Jess does as well. We're feedback whores

Authors-Vizier Mountian (Thomas) and Jadeoo (Jess)

Part 4/?

Notes-This is a collab. fic between the two of us (this part by Jess), let's just say a little Christmas Present to the Kittens. Enjoy!



Part 4



        “Nicky?” Anya peeked down the black hole of the chimney. She had been just about to knock on the Summers’ door when she’d seen the sleigh. “Where’s my present?” They were friends from way back, the respective wish demons. “Why couldn’t you have come when I was around? You could’ve gotten me that cool toy me and Xander wanted.”



        She continued to stare down, until her curiosity got the better of her. She wanted to find out what every else had gotten. Straddling the edge, Anya tried to calculate the distance of her fall. “Well, here goes nothing.”



                                        ~*~



        Buffy was already halfway up the basement stairs when she heard the thud, and was at the door when the screams began. She kicked the door open and charged into the living room brandishing her kendo sword.



        “Get away from Tara, ya big meanie!” Willow was desperately trying to pull a black figure away from the blonde. But it seemed that the “demon” had a death-grip on Tara, and all Willow was succeeding in doing was to get herself and the carpet dirty.



        And Tara didn’t seem at all distressed, but amused. “Will, it’s ok!”



        “Huh?” Willow’s now soot-covered face came into view. “But why?”



        “Don’t you see?” Tara laughed. “It’s Anya!”



        “Anya?” Buffy raised an eyebrow. “What are you doing here?”



The demon peeked up, releasing her vice-like hold on Tara, peeved. “What, I’m not allowed to come around to say Merry Christmas to everyone anymore? A demon even offered good sex at the party and I said no! So Merry Christmas to you too, Miss Slayer!” She crossed her arms with a huff, staring angrily at Buffy.



“Buffy, don’t be mad at Anya. She was just giving me a hug.” Tara nudged Anya gently. “Go ahead.”



“As I was saying, I came by to wish everyone Merry Christmas.” She paused. “Except for Xander. Then I saw Nicky’s sleigh and couldn’t resist a peek at what he’d gotten you. So I go down the chimney and boom, I’m covered in this god-awful soot.” She began to mumble something about sex, but stopped, fortunately for the others in the room. “And I saw Tara.” Anya smiled. “My best friend is back. Then Miss Redhead here decides to cut in with the “no-more-hugging” motion.” She stared dirtily at Willow.



“Anya…” Xander glanced at her from the doorway. “What are you doing here?”



“Nothing, I was just leaving, beady eyes.” Anya disappeared with a pop.



“I, uh, hope she didn’t interrupt anything in here…” said Buffy.



Neither of the witches answered, but their blushing indicated that something had indeed been going on. “We’re going to be upstairs if anyone needs us,” said Willow, grabbing Tara’s hand and pulling her out of the room.

jess



If it first you do succeed, just try not to look so surprised.

Heh.... they'll be upstairs if anyone needs them... upstairs is a good place to be...

Willow: Hey Buff. One more thing. Buffy: Yeah? Willow: I’m gay. Buffy: Okay, Will. Xander owes me ten bucks.

~Remember to Breathe by Yellow Crayon

Anya!!!!!



I am glad our ladies are rekindling their romance.

Tara: My heart doesn't stutter.


Tara: Willow, I got so lost.

Willow: I found you. I will always find you.

Definitely liking this a lot. tara coming down the chimney and willow shooting off questions to tara. And the PRESENTS!!! an eyeball for Xander! hehe... and the love necklace for Dawn definitely ties into what happened Looking forward for more!

CheerZ

Shinnen



She's the most amazing girl in the whole world. She's the only girl who makes my heart beat faster and slower at the same time. When I'm not with her, I'm not living. I'm not existing until I can hold her in my arms again.

Hehe..anya..and such a lovely update. Love sammi xx

Thanks for all the feedback!



Title-The night before Christmas - Sunnydale style

Pairing-W/T

Rating-This part PG 13, but later the fic will be NC 17.

Disclaimer-I'm just having fun and not making money.

Feedback-Yes please, I love feedback.And Jess does as well. We're feedback whores

Authors-Vizier Mountian (Thomas) and Jadeoo (Jess)

Part 5/?

Notes-This is a collab. fic between the two of us (this part by Thomas), let's just say a little Christmas Present to the Kittens. Enjoy!



Part Five



        Shutting and locking the door to her bedroom behind her, Willow gazed into reverently Tara's eyes. "Baby, I know it's you – you proved it downstairs – but I can hardly believe it." She planted a kiss on Tara’s lips and wrapped her arms loosely around the blonde, as if expecting her to pop like a bubble.



        "It's like being back in Heaven now that I'm with you," Tara replied. She closed her eyes and nuzzled into the redhead’s neck, breathing in the addictive scent of her Willow. "P-please don’t ever leave me."



        Willow ran her hands over her lover, touching her breasts for a few moments before moving on to her stomach and waist through her clothing. "I love you." Her eyes spoke the volume of her desire.



        “L-later, sweetie.” Tara stroked Willow’s tresses, now longer than she had remembered them. “First, what happened while I was gone? So many things have changed.” It was true; Sunnydale wasn’t as she had left it. So much was different…Willow’s hair, the serious and business-like manner that everyone seemed to have…”Did the police catch the guy who shot me?”



        Willow shook her head, breaking the contact with Tara’s eyes. “No, they never did. I got to him before they could. I killed him…” a tear fell down her cheek “…murdered him. Flayed and burnt him alive. A-and I enjoyed it – “



        "I forgive you," said Tara, smiling sadly. "You weren’t yourself.”



        "I was going to end the world," Willow continued wide-eyed. "Xander and Giles pulled me back from the brink of causing the apocalypse and sent me to a coven in England where they taught me how to control my powers. And now I'm back with you, you know I'll never lose control again."



        Tara lovingly pulled Willow closer, placing gentle kisses on her forehead, cheeks, and mouth – warm special Tara-kisses that Willow had thought were lost to her forever.



        Re-assured, Willow continued. "Dawn fell in love with a vampire; and not of the "Angel" kind either…but the danger is over - the vamp got staked. And someone turned up with an enchanted jacket which had some love mojo on it." She blushed at the memory. "And it made me forget all about you and I planned to magically change him into a girl and snuggle with him a-and I'm so sorry." She looked away, once again embarrassed by her actions. “So sorr-“



        Tara put two fingers against Willow's mouth to cut off the flow of babble. "I don't blame you, it was magic.” She kissed the redhead’s lips tenderly before pulling back with an amused expression. “D-did you – “



        "No. Spike and Xander managed to grab the jacket and burn it before I got all warm and cozy with the love-jacket man."



                                ~*~



        Outside, Anya cast a de-cloaking spell on Santa’s sleigh, causing it to glow with an eerie light. Stupid Xander…stupid Scoobies…they couldn’t appreciate shit. They’ll learn to appreciate it when I’m mad enough though, now won’t they? But for now, this would be her revenge. A night of non-stop present-giving and children-catering – just what they needed. A devilish grin lit up her face, as she disappeared once more…just as the children began to show up. They’d pay – and Nicky too, especially for that time he’d put the great Anyanka on his naughty list.

jess



If it first you do succeed, just try not to look so surprised.

I am glad Tara forgives Willow for everything. Now, let's hope Willow will keep her promise to stay away from the dark mojo.

Tara: My heart doesn't stutter.


Tara: Willow, I got so lost.

Willow: I found you. I will always find you.

Eh, what is Anya up to? Love her little rambling.



I'm also happy that Tara forgave Willow...So, is Willow still using magic? Or just staying away from dark magicks?...



This part is especially sweet, getting together again, talking and ......the rest will come later.



Update soon?

That was so lovely..and the way Tara forgave Willow was so beautiful. Love sammi xx

"Sometimes things happen between people that you don't really expect. And sometimes the things that are important are the ones that seem the weirdest or the most wrong. And those are the ones that change your life." - Jessie Sammler (Evan Rachel Wood)

Aww.. I'm so glad Tara forgave Willow..

And Anya... I wonder what she's plannning



More soon, pretty please?

FIC-The Night Before Christmas, Sunnydale Style NC 17 W/T 6/?

Pairing-W/T

Rating-This part R

Disclaimer-I'm just having fun and not making money.

Feedback-Yes please, I love feedback.

Part 6/?

Notes-Jess wrote this part of our story.





They held each other now, just reveling in the feel of the other, slow dancing to the rhythm of their own private song. Tara hummed quietly into Willow's ear, occasionally kissing the soft lobe. And they moved as one.



After a while, Willow's hands began to journey southwards, to

Tara's stomach, then her hips, finally settling on butt. She cupped the blonde's ass tenderly, slowly lifting her hand to caress Tara's face. "Can I?" she whispered.



Tara's lips curled up into a half-grin as her eyes glinted

with mischief. "Can you what?"



"Make love to you, baby." Willow gazed deeply into Tara's

blue eyes. "Can I make love to you? I mean, it's ok if you don't want me to…I-I can wait! If you want to see how long I can wait, I'll wait! I've waited for a long time already. I haven't slept with anyone else since you! I haven't even masturbated – well, ok, just that once, but –"



Tara cut off the babble with a passionate kiss. She slowly

traced Willow's lips with her tongue, not requesting entrance, but merely informing momentarily before doing. As their tongues twirled together in an exotic dance, Willow surrendered the leadership to Tara. It had always been somewhat of an issue between them, both

wanting to take control and pleasure their lover – but tonight,

Willow wanted to express her absolute love and devotion to Tara, the one person she thought she'd never see again. But it was then that Tara pulled back. See, she had the exact same idea on her mind. She had to show Willow the depths of her love as well. "Take me," she growled, "make me yours forever."



And now it was Willow's turn to take the lead. She pulled

Tara in closer, clamping her hand to the back of the blonde's head. Her other hand reached for the hem of Tara's shirt, tearing the fabric slightly as she frantically quested for the warm skin underneath.



She moaned as Tara's breasts pressed against hers, also

garnering a moan from her blonde lover. "Need…skin," Willow muttered against Tara's lips as she lifted Tara's shirt up and over her head and then her pants down to her feet. Tara's fingers answered as they began to quickly undo the buttons on Willow's shirt and jeans. In a matter of seconds, both were standing clad in only their bras and panties.



As Tara pulled back and drank in the sight of the almost-

naked redhead, her clit began to pulse erratically, as did her heart. They were two different rhythms – one for lust and one for love – but their reason for beating were one and the same. Willow was simply breathtaking. "Sweetie…" she managed to voice," you're so beautiful." Reverently, she reached around the witch and undid the bra clasp, revealing perky mounds of infinitely soft flesh. "Oh Will," Tara choked out, "W-Will." She lowered her mouth to the redhead's right breast, running her tongue over the swollen nub again and again.



Willow moaned as Tara's mouth disconnected from her right

breast to move to her left. She slowly began to back towards the bed, not trusting her legs to continue to support her for much longer. As she did, her hands nimbly rid Tara of her last articles of clothing, as well as sliding her own panties down her legs. "Oh baby," she moaned, as they fell back on the bed, "you have no idea, how much I've waaaaaant- uhhh…" Her eyes flickered as she felt Tara's fingers brushing her center. "Taaaaaaaraaaa…" The blonde quickly inserted two

fingers into the redhead, setting a speedy rhythm as she sensed Willow's impending release.



"TARA!!" Willow cried out in ecstasy as her orgasm tore

through her body. It hadn't taken much stimulation for her to come; she had kept herself chaste in her attempt to remember Tara. Now, all that bottled-up passion had finally exploded, with only one opening to go out of – and gee whiz, did it feel good!



"I….love…you…." Willow panted, "so….so….soo…much." She pulled Tara up to her and kissed her lips over and over again.



Tara smiled, her eyes closing and opening sleepily. "Merry

Christmas, Sweetie," she sighed as she burrowed into Willow's

neck. "I love you too." Exhausted, the blonde curled up to her

redhead, happy to be back where her heart told her she would always be welcome.



TBC some time after Christmas Day but before the 6th of January.



Thomas.

Wow..that was soo good, and really swet and loving. I love dit. Love sammi xx

"Sometimes things happen between people that you don't really expect. And sometimes the things that are important are the ones that seem the weirdest or the most wrong. And those are the ones that change your life." - Jessie Sammler (Evan Rachel Wood)