Meredith nods. "Christmas is for us." She's not sure they can shut everything out tonight, but maybe with the morning, they'll manage. In spite of the residual hurt, that thought makes her smile again, kissing him, a little bit of contentment creeping back in. "I didn't used to think we'd get two," she admits. With so many ways to fuck this all up, some of which they've tried, and so little say in the matter, she's pretty sure it's barely short of a miracle.