Hi everyone, I have decided to do a little rearranging on my stories and you may notice this story from my thread It's The Little Things, which I have decided to delete and put each chapter as a stand alone chapter instead.

I hope you still enjoy it all the same :) and many thanks to you all for your continued support.

Christmas Wishes.

Closing the door, Joseph turned back to his wife and watched as she removed her gloves before slipping off her coat. Smiling, he removed his gloves too and placed them on top of the sideboard.

"Well that's Christmas Eve mass over with for another year," he smiled and removed his coat as his beautiful wife turned to him and smiled.

"Yes it is, Mr Claus," she smirked, slowly walking over to him as he raised his eyebrow, "thank you for standing in as Santa tonight."

"Oh it was no trouble," he smiled, remembering he was still wearing the big red coat and trousers. "It was kinda fun," he said and wrapped his arms around her waist as she put one arm around his shoulders, placing her other hand on his chest.

"Good, I'm glad you thought it was fun because I have signed you up to do it again next year also," she smiled and turned her hand around to take hold of his white beard that he had tucked under his chin and gave it a gentle tug to put it back into place on his face. "That's much better." She said and put her other arm up around his shoulder, placing her hand on the back of his neck as she smiled up at him.

"What are you trying to say?" He asked, raising his eyebrow as she giggled in his embrace.

Sliding her hand down over his shoulder, coming to rest on his chest under the white beard she averted her gaze down at her hand and smiled. "Just that you look very dashing in this suit, you need to have the beard there to complete the look." She said and looked back up into his eyes.

"You think I look dashing?" He asked, a smirk playing on his lips as she nodded.

"Oh I do, I think you look incredibly handsome in this big red suit and big black boots." She smiled with a twinkle in her eye as she tilted her head ever so slightly and took her bottom lip between her teeth. "My incredibly sexy husband, my very own personal Santa."

"Oh yes," he said, tilting his head ever so slightly to match hers as they looked into each other's eyes a long moment. "I think we need to do our end of Christmas Eve dance before we both get carried away." He said and stepped back, "let me just set the mood."

"Of course," Clarisse nodded and watched as he hurried around the room, turning on the CD player before switching off the main lights, so the only lights to fill the room was that of the raging fire in the fireplace that the maids had kept going for them and the twinkling Christmas tree lights.

"Right," he said and pressed play on the cd player before taking his place in front of his beautiful wife. "Just because we are married now, why should this year be any different?" He asked, wrapping one arm around her waist, placing his hand on her lower back while taking her hand in his other hand as they began swaying slowly together.

"It shouldn't, we need to keep the tradition going." She smiled, slipping her arm around his shoulder as she looked up into his eyes.

"Of course," he nodded and smiled as she closed her eyes and rested her head against his.

However a few moments later, as the next song came on Clarisse raised her head and looked up at him, "our Christmas song," she smiled as Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas by Frank Sinatra began to play.

"Of course," Joseph nodded and looked into her eyes, "do you remember the first time we danced to this song?" He asked.

"I do," Clarisse nodded and averted her gaze across to the Christmas tree momentarily before looking back up at him and continuing, "it was nineteen seventy four, it was your first Christmas with us and just like now, tonight, we had arrived home from midnight mass and you finally got up the courage to ask me to dance with you after all those months of trying. It was this song that was playing as we started to dance, and somehow over the years it became our song to dance to every year when we returned from mass and said goodnight to everyone else, before saying goodnight to one another." She smiled as he nodded slowly.

"You have a good memory," he smiled.

"I do, I never forget something so beautiful." She smiled as he nodded and looked away with a small chuckle.

"And tonight, after all these years we are dancing to it on our first Christmas together as husband and wife." He smiled as he raised his arm up, taking her hand up with his and watched as she twirled under his arm before stepping back close to him, continuing to sway closely together.

"Another beautiful memory," she smiled, swaying together quickly for a couple steps before slowing down once again.

"Do you want to know a secret?" He asked softly and watched as she looked up at him and nodded.

"Always," she smiled and looked into his eyes.

"That night when we first danced all those years ago, I had wished that we would one day share this dance together as husband and wife." He said.

"You did?" She asked in surprise and watched as he nodded.

"And here we are all these years later, dancing to our song on our first Christmas together as husband and wife." He smiled.

"I don't think this Christmas could get any better," Clarisse smiled as she looked up into his eyes and put both her arms up, wrapping them around his neck as they stopped swaying and shared a kiss.

"I couldn't agree more," he said a moment later, wrapping his arms around her waist to hold her close as he buried his face in the crook of her neck and they started swaying slowly once again.

But hearing two knocks and their suite door suddenly opening a moment later, they quickly pulled their heads back and looked to see Mia smiling from the door. "Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you its just I thought you would like to know?" She beamed as her grandparents stepped apart and looked over at her.

"Know what, darling?" Asked Clarisse as she blushed ever so slightly before watching her granddaughter hurry over to the French doors and flung open the drapes before unlocking and opening the doors.

"This!" She exclaimed and stepped out onto the balcony while putting her hands out in front of her, palms facing upwards.

"Oh would you look at that," said Joseph as he put his arm around his love and they both moved closer to the open doors.

"It's snowing," Clarisse smiled and stepped out onto the balcony beside her granddaughter.

"Quite a lot too," smiled Joseph as he stepped out and watched as his girls looked out over at the palace gardens.

"It's a white Christmas, grandma," Mia smiled as she looked at her grandmother standing beside her.

"It most certainly is," nodded Clarisse as she turned to her husband, "I know I said that it couldn't get any better than it already was, but this," she said while putting her hands up beside her, palms facing upwards as snowflakes landed in her palms, "this just made it even better."

Stepping closer, he took her in his arms and kissed her as she put her arms up around his shoulders, neither of them noticing Mia move to stand at the door to watch them a moment before wishing them a silent Merry Christmas and leaving them too it.

"I wished for snow, I wished for a white Christmas," Clarisse said as they pulled apart and looked into each other's eyes.

"Christmas wishes, they do come true," he smiled as she turned in his embrace and they both looked out into the gardens.

"They certainly do," she nodded as Joseph rested his chin on her shoulder, smiling as she put her hand up to cup his face.

"Merry Christmas, my love," he whispered and kissed her shoulder as they started swaying slowly once again.

"Merry Christmas, darling," she smiled as she took his hand and twirled away from him before quickly coming back to be close to him. "I do have one more wish?" She smiled, resting the side of her head against his.

"What's that?" He asked, watching as she lifted her head to look into his eyes.

"That the lock on our suite door was fixed," she smirked.

"I'm on it," he smirked as they took a couple quick steps before continuing to dance slowly in the snow.