You wake up and the first thing you see is your brother, sleeping beside you in only his boxers and dress shirt. It's only after you pull yourself away from him that you realize this isn't the clinic.

This bed is yours. You made it. It's your work, your baby even. You check the pillows, feel them just to be sure, and maybe even open them a ( Read more... )

Well then, this sure is fantastic.

It's...December 24th right now, isn't it? Or it will be when the Dark Hour passes.

It's December 24th and, sadly, the first thing he thinks of is Seven more days.

Remembering that today is technically Christmas Eve comes second. Imagine. That should have been the first thing he ( Read more... )

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