Happily Ever After

I'll Be Home for Christmas

So, I just did a reread of A Modern Day Fairy Tale and I feel like PrinceWard and BakerElla are talking to me again. I've decided to do an extended future-take. It will be posted as a separate story, a miniature sequel, as it were. Perhaps five chapters, maybe less.

Like with all my stories, this is not mine. It belongs to Stephenie Meyer. No copyright infringement is intended. I just like to dabble in the world that Stephenie created, but making them into dirty-talking kings and strong-willed queens. However, the most important thing is that they all receive their ... Happily Ever After.

We're going to stay here for this chapter, having Christmas in New York. We'll also see Jake, Leah, Rachel, Oliver, and what happened with those characters. We also may have a few surprises in the next installment as well.

Chapter Four: I'll Be Home for Christmas

Masen

New York
Two Days before Christmas ...

I was dragging my ass back to the consulate. The climate summit had finally come to a close with some great ideas in place for implementation after the first of the year. We would be able to fly back home knowing that we'd made a positive difference in our world.

I was, however, pissed off that we had to move our family to the Gevalian consulate. The tenant above our condo had flooded their bathroom and the bathtub fell through the ceiling into our master bath. It sounded like an explosion and woke Bella, Charlotte and me out of a dead sleep after we'd returned from Austin. I thought I was going to have a heart attack. Hell, Felix did have a heart attack.

Granted, it was mild, but the damage to our condo had scared him half to death.

So, Alec and Demetri flew out to take over for our security and Felix flew home to recuperate. We moved into the consulate, displacing the ambassador and his family. They willingly gave up their private residence when we were forced out of the condo. The Gevalian government were paying for their extended stay at The Peninsula New York until we left for home.

Trudging up the stairs to the ambassadorial apartment, I unlocked the door. The entire apartment smelled like vanilla, cinnamon and chocolate. I walked into the kitchen, laughing when I saw Bella and Charlotte dancing to some Christmas music. Charlie was sitting on a stool, snickering at his daughter and granddaughter's antics. "It smells like the bakery in here," I said.

"We've been making a lot of traditional Gevalian favorites," Bella said, smiling at me brightly. "Getting ready for our Christmas celebration."

"What's your favorite treat, Charlotte?" Charlie asked.

"I have to pick one?" she grumped.

"One for your daddy to try," Charlie smirked.

"Why can't you try all of them, Daddy?" Charlotte asked, cocking her head adorably and looking so much like her mother.

"Because, we need to have treats for our family, ma petite fille," I said, wiping some flour off her nose.

"You can have the chocolate éclairs," Bella said, giving me a shitty grin.

Ugh, chocolate éclairs ... no, thank you.

At the Annual Gevalian Chocolate Festival last year, Bella and I had a case of food poisoning because we had some bad éclairs. The custard had gone sour, causing anyone who ate them to spend three days worshipping the porcelain god. I thought I was going to die from vomit.

"I'm good with that, cherie," I deadpanned, picking up a snickerdoodle. "How can you even make those?"

"I made them," Charlie said. "Bella looked at the custard and turned green. So, I took over. However, they are a favorite of Linda's and she begged for us to have them for Christmas." His cell phone chirruped from his pocket. Shakily, he pulled it out. "Oh, Mike picked up Alice and Jasper from the airport. They're settling in at his apartment."