Johnny shivered some. "Then Sparrow Cove is out since he was there." he told Sam. He looked at his friends.

Viggo looked at him and then shook his head. "There is a safe place we can go, my Soul found out that I am the sole owner of the ranch.."

Johnny sat down fast in his husband's lap. "It still exists?" he asked him. He looked at Alex. Knowing he would remember the ranch by their home on the island.

"Angel," Alex called swiping his hair off his forehead before shuting the door behind him, "you home?" He knew the press were clamoring for interviews since it had been announced that Johnny would be doing 'Alice in Wonderland'. Alex had cracked enough Mad Hatter jokes, that it was a wonder his husband hadn't smacked him yet.

But he could hope, he thought, and smiled.

There was a fierce pounding on the bedroom door and from a dead sleep, Alex shot upright, knocking Johnny to one side.

"Daddy, Daddy Alex, wake up! Christmas!"

The lights of the Christmas tree glowed softly in dark room. No artifical tree for Johnny. His husband had dragged him out into the wilderness to find a tree tall enough for their high ceilings.

It took every effort for him to keep his eyes open and watch Johnny shudder through his ectasy, feel his body arch under his. Then Alex's eyes fluttered closed, crying out the other half of his soul and spending himself inside his lover's body.