Christmas Eve (Peter, Open to anyone)

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The party was beautiful. Peter was surrounded by the people he loved, and he couldn't think of anything better than that. After the year he'd had, finding he had terminal cancer, losing the battle and his memories along with it, his death, the Templar...everything. It meant so much just to be here. Just to be with them.

Peter smiled to himself as he saw Lavannah, dressed exquisitely in a red satin dress, dancing with her baby brother William in her arms, Gavin on the other side of her. They both looked so damn happy, and it made Peter happy to see. The Montgomerys were there, fussing over Aly who was quite pregnant by now, and Christina and David as well because what Jacinta did best was fuss. The Littletons were there, mingling and speaking with Spectre. The children were off playing with Peter's somewhere with the exception of Anna who was dancing on Tamm's feet. Deirdre was getting quite drunk, laughing with her girls and Alessa and Kat. Hope was clinging to Tasha, but she was here. Fiona too, though she was spending most of her time with Pierre or Zoe or with Hope and Tasha. And that was just fine. Peter just wanted them all to be happy. He smiled a Joanne and Emilio and Jean. Rosa was running about the place with mistletoe in her hand, trying to get everyone ever to kiss her under it. Dimitri and Sergei were laughing with a pleased looking Rhianwyn. People just looked happy.

And then the door opened again, and Paul walked in carrying his daughter Dahlia, followed by two young women. "So sorry we're late, Peter!" Paul said, breathless.

"No matter." Peter said kindly, hugging Paul tightly, careful to avoid squishing his daughter. Then he froze as he looked at the two girls with him. One was the prostitute Paul had sent him to pay the protection money for on Dwyer Street. The one who had seen he didn't belong in that place in three seconds flat. Interesting. "Hello?"

"This is Lorelei and Layla." Paul said, stepping back to stand between them. "Girls, this is my good friend, Peter Kemp."

"Hi!" Lorelei said, recognising Peter instantly. She gave him a little wink and Peter went red.

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"Meh," Layla said with a shrug. She looked past Peter to see the enormous spread of food that had been set out. "Oh my god!" Woe be to anyone who stood between Layla and the food then. She found herself a plate, and started heaping everything up on it.

Jean watched Rosa's impression of a gay man, and nodded enthusiastically. "Yes! That's exactly what he is! Well done, Rosa!" He grinned widely, and looked over to Emilio for his agreement.

Tasha really wasn't too sure about Hope's coughing fit. It didn't sound healthy. She'd managed to draw Jubilee's attention as well, and the blonde was approaching with a worried look on her face. "Jubes, can you grab some water? Now?" Tasha asked, and Jubilee hurried to comply.

"Hello, Razvan," Spectre greeted the demon, and reached out to shake his hand. Razvan had been on his best behaviour for some time, and deserved to be treated as such. "Are you enjoying yourself tonight?"

Svetlana rolled her eyes, but tried to keep her expression from being too uncharitible. She bounced her baby in her arms, and drifted closer to Peter and Paul, instead.