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On the Sixth day of Christmas   Christmas Without You   Bo couldn't help but smile as he made his way home from Nora's house. He thought back to just a half hour earlier and how natural it was for the two of them to sit and talk about their son, how natural it was to feel like a family. He had missed out on so much and Nora had bore so much of the parenting responsibility solely on her shoulders for so long. He thought back to the way she looked when he was watching her from her office door, and the feelings that came over him. He had never felt so at peace. He leaned his head back against the seat and waited for the lights to turn green. He thought about Gabrielle and how strained things between them still were. He had to get thoughts of Nora out of his head, he was with Gabrielle, he loved Gabrielle...didn't he? The honking from the car behind him brought him out of his thoughts. He waved his apologies and made his way home.   *~*   Nora turned out the porch light and made her way into the darkened living room. She walked over to the fireplace and picked up the poker, slowly turning the logs around until the fire roared once again. She glanced upstairs and thought about their son and how natural it had felt for Bo to be there with her, talking about Matthew, how natural it felt to be a family. She thought back to that moment in her office when she had caught him staring at her. For a moment she had seen something familiar in his eyes but in an instant it was gone, so quickly that she thought she imagined it. She knew her feelings for her ex-husband were changing but there was nothing she could do about them now. He wasn't free, his heart belonged to another. She slowly climbed the stairs and got ready to call it a night.   *~*   Bo walked into the garrett; throwing his coat across the arm of the couch, his keys, badge and cell phone on the coffee table in front of him. He ran his hands through his hair as he rolled the kinks out of his neck, it had been a long day. He walked into the bedroom, expecting to find her asleep, but instead he found an empty bed. He walked over to the closet and noticed his clothes were the only ones hanging there. He glanced back over at the bed and noticed the piece of paper lying on her pillow. He walked over and picked it up, walking into the kitchen as he read it. He placed it on the counter and opened the refrigerator, pulling out a cold beer and a left over slice of pizza. He picked up the note and finished reading it, crumbling it up into a ball and throwing it in the trash can when he was done. She had left, she had made her decision and this time he wasn't running after her. If this is what she wanted, if she couldn't accept his relationship with his son, and his friendship with Nora then he wasn't going to beg her to stay. He walked over and flipped on the radio and walked over to the window; looking out at the twinkling lights of the city. The words to the song, relaying what he was feeling in his heart.   White Christmas and I'm blue Like fireworks with no fuse Christmas without you The fireplace keeps burning and my thoughts keep turning The pages of memories of time spent with you Old Christmas songs we knew and used to make love to Make it hard to get used to Christmas without you   *~* She had tried to fall asleep but thoughts of the past few hours kept invading her mind. She tied her robe tight around her as she made her way to the kitchen. She stood in front of the refrigerator for a moment before pulling out a cold beer and a left over slice of pizza. She walked past the radio and flicked it on, before settling on the couch in front of the fire. She stared at the fire, the crackling and popping the only other sounds in the room, as the words to the song put into words the feelings that were coursing through her.   Christmas without you White Christmas and I'm blue I love you I miss you So sad but so true Christmas without you Like a mystery with no clues Like fireworks with no fuse Christmas without you The sweetest gift I know would be if the new snow Could fall on your footsteps on this Christmas Eve The most joyous Christmas if luck could be with us Would be if Saint Nicholas brought you home to me.   *~*   Bo placed his bottle down on the table; swallowing the last bite of pizza before lying down on the couch. He stared up at the ceiling and thought of a very special Christmas; a Christmas when their love was still new...   "Come here little girl. Why don't you tell Santa Claus what you want for Christmas."   She whispers in his ear, "Okay let's go!" "No no wait wait wait wait I have a present for Santa."   "Give it to me later."   "No no no, it can't wait."   "Okay, then where is it?"   "I have to finish wrapping it."   "Nora."   "No no please believe me, trust me it will be worth the wait."   "HO HO HO HO."   "Hey Santa you ready for your present?"   "Me ready yes I'm always ready. Are you ready? Wow are you ever ready. I don't think I have ever received such an attractively wrapped package before."   "Well if you like the wrappings I am sure you'll like what's inside."   "May I?"   "Open up...Merry Christmas!" *~* Nora placed her bottle on the table in front of her; taking the last bite of pizza before pulling the blanket off the back of the couch; tucking her legs underneath her as she continued to stare at the fire. She watched the flames dance and thought of a very special Christmas; a Christmas when all things seemed possible, and love was hers for the taking...   "You wait right here and I'll be right back."   "Where are you going?"   "I am going to do something that is going to make you remember this holiday forever."   "What are you gonna do?"   "Sit tight I'll be right back."   She screams. Bo jumps back, "What?! Geez I didn't."   "Bo!"   "I didn't know you had that much lung power there honey, I think I'm deaf."   "Where did you come up with this harebrained idea? You know that I'm in a hypertensive occupation anyway, meanwhile I get scared out of my wits everytime you're on duty and now you come along and slash decades off of my life. Honest to goodness where did you get this suit its two sizes or ten sizes too big."   "Well it's the last one they had."   *~* He stood up and walked back over to the window, the memories he had allowed himself to remember brought tears to his eyes. He knew now what he's been missing and he couldn't help but wonder what things could've been like, what they should've been like. He glanced once over at the phone, his mind and heart raging a battle within. He walked over to the desk and was about to pick up the phone when it began to ring, "Buchanan," silence was all he heard on the other end of the phone as back on Birch Street she stared at the reciever, her finger poised to hit the end button, until she heard his voice, "Nora...is that you?"   She dropped her face in her hand and brought the reciever back up to her ear, "Yeah, it's me...um", she wanted to tell him everything, she wanted to tell him how much she loved him, she shook her head once and sighed, "I'm sorry to call so late, I just...I wanted to thank you for coming over tonight to help out with Matthew, it was...well I appreciate it."   "It was no problem at all, he's my son, Nora. I want to be there when things like this come up. I want to be there to share the parenting responsibility with you. You've done such a wonderful job but I'm here now, just remember you can call me for anything. I'll always be here for Matthew....and for you."   She fought back the tears that were welling up in her eyes, "I know...um well I'll see you at the office in the morning."   "Right, I'll see you in the morning. Good night, Nora."   "Good night, Bo."   They both hung up the phone and turned out the last of the lights before heading to bed....alone.   TBC...