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I don't want a lot for Christmas There is just one thing I need I don't care about the presents Underneath the Christmas tree I just want you for my own, More than you could ever know Make my wish come true All I want for Christmas is you
I don't want a lot for Christmas There is just one thing I need I don't care about the presents Underneath the Christmas tree I don't need to hang my stocking There upon the fireplace Santa Clause won't make me happy With a toy on Christmas day I just want you for my own More than you could ever know Make my wish come true All I want for Christmas is you You, baby
I won't ask for much this Christmas I won't even wish for snow I'm just gonna keep on waiting Underneath the mistletoe I won't make a list and send it To the North Pole for Saint Nick I won't even stay awake to Hear the magic reigndeer play 'Cause I just want you here tonight Holding on to me so tight What more can I do Baby, all I want for Christmas is you You...
All the lights are shining So brightly everywhere And the sound of children's laughter fills the air And everyone is singing I hear those sleigh bells ringing Santa, won't you bring me the one I really need Won't you please bring my baby to me
Oh I don't want a lot for Christmas This is all I'm asking for I just want to see my baby Standing right outside my door Oh I just want him for my own More than you could ever know Make my wish come true Baby all I want for Christmas is you All I want for Christmas if you baby
-All I Want For Christmas Is You, by Mariah Carey (CD: Merry Christmas)
Jinna watched out the window as the snow fell to the ground, gracefully landing on her lawn and against her window. Little children were playing gleefully across the street, half of their excitement being at the new snow fall, and the other half at the fact that various schools all across the state would be closed even after Christmas break should be over.
It was a happy, joyous time for everybody - it was Christmas and relatives were going to and fro, children's siblings and parent's children were coming home from college, couples were more romantic than ever - but not for Jinna.
For Jinna, Christmas only meant loneliness and tears. She'd been foolish when she'd moved to Colorado, leaving all of her family in New York. But at the time it had seemed like the right thing, the adventerous, the fun thing to do. And it was... but not when there were snow storms like this one and plane flights were being canceled left and right... and her family couldn't be there for her on what had always been her favorite holiday. But it wasn't of her family - of all the cousins, the grandparents, the parents, the siblings, uncles, aunts, nieces, nephews... - that she was thinking of as she sat by her window, watching a little boy help clean the snow off of his younger sister's face. It was of HIM. HE wasn't there. And that killed her inside, because he was the only one she wanted desperately to be there at the moment.
The snow's coming down I'm watching it fall Lots of people around Baby, please come home
The church bells in town All ringing in song Full of happy sounds Baby, please come home
They're singing "Deck The Halls" But it's not like Christmas at all Cuz I remember when you were here And all the fun we had last year
Pretty lights on the tree I'm watching them shine You should be here with me Baby, please come home
They're singing "Deck The Halls" But it's not like Christmas at all Cuz I remember when you were here And all the fun we had last year
If there was a way I'd hold back this tear But it's Christmas day Please Please Please Please Baby please come home Baby please come home Baby please come home Baby please come home
-Christmas (Baby Please Come Home), by Mariah Carey (CD: Merry Christmas)
~ * ~
Nick ran as fast as he could, his carry-on bag held firmly in one hand, his jacket lain across the opposite arm. He was so close, but he noticed a plane taxiing away just as he reached the terminal.
"No!" he gasped for air as he knelt down, dropping his bag and jacket to the ground below him, and resting his hands against his knees.
A stewardess approached him as he stood, unbelieving of the fact that he'd just missed the last plane to Colorado. He had to get there! He had to get to her! He had to see her.
"Sir? I take it you were to be on that flight?" the stewardess inquired gently, knowing full well that he must have felt awfully distraught at the moment.
"Yes," Nick stood, not wanting to hear her condolences on behalf of United Airlines. He didn't care. "You 'took it' right, but I already know that that was the last flight to Colorado, because of the storms, and I don't want any hotel accomadations," he grabbed his bag and headed towards the way he had come from. He wouldn't be there for her this year, this Christmas, and by the way things had been going, maybe not ever.
"Um, sir, wait," the stewardess called after him. "That's not why I approached you... sir. There may be a way for you to get to Colorado," she'd lowered her voice so others wouldn't hear, thought the airport was awfully vacant, which surprised Nick a bit.
Nick, now slightly interested, reapproached her, "Yeah? I'm listening."
"Sir," her voice was low. "There's a small flight that's leaving for Colorado any moment. It's actually only for famous people, but if you hurry now and I write a note for you, maybe they'll let you on."
Nick's eyes widened, "Thank you so much!"
The woman quickly scribbled a note, folded it, and stuffed it into one of his strong hands. "Good luck... and Merry Christmas! But you better hurry!"
He nodded enthusiastically, gathering his bag and jacket into his hands once more and beginning to run off. "Thank you again!" he called over his shoulder. "I'll be sure to send you a Christmas card!"
"What, is there some secret plane to Colorado Springs that you just cued him in on?" another man, who'd missed the plane, joked to the stewardess.
She laughed, "Of course not... So can I interest you in some hotel accomadations?"
~ * ~
Nick stared anxiously out the airplane window. He'd almost missed the "hidden" plane too, but had gotten to it just in time, and they had accepted him. Nick now considered the stewardess, who's helped him, his angel.
But now he had other things to worry about, as Jennifer Lopez sat to his left, Britney Spears on his right, while Billy Crystal was across the aisle. What would she say when he got there? Would she be happy, welcome him with opens arms? Or shun him? It had been a while since they'd seen each other.
As the small aircraft taxiied into it's terminal, in Colorado Springs, Nick's stomach began to church with nervousness - not to mention the fact that Ms. Lopez had just finished vomitting. She suddenly didn't look as glamorous as she did on TV - the thought made Nick laugh quietly to himself. He'd have to tell Jinna about this one.
Jen glared.
~ * ~
The fire is burning The room's all aglow Outside the December wind blows Away in the distance the carolers sing in the snow Everybody's laughing The world is celebrating And everyone's so happy Except for me tonight
Because I miss you Most at Christmas time And I can't get you, Get you off my mind Every other season comes along And I'm all right But then I miss you, most at Christmas time
Oooh, yeah yeah yeah Mmmm
I gaze out the window This cold winter's night At all of the twinkling lights Alone in the darkness Remembering when you were mine Everybody's smiling The whole world is rejoicing And everyone's embracing Except for you and I
Baby I miss you Most at Christmas time And I can't get you, no no no no, Get you off my mind Every other season comes along And I'm all right But then I miss you, most at Christmas time
Ohhh
In the springtime those memories start to fade With the April rain Through the summer days 'Til Autumn's leaves are gone I get by without you 'Til the snow begins to fall
And then I miss you Most at Christmas time And I can't get you, no no no no, Get you off my mind Every other season comes along And I'm all right But then I miss you, most at Christmas time
Ooohh
-Miss You Most (At Christmas Time) (CD: Merry Christmas)
Jinna sighed and stood up from the window, knowing she couldn't just sit there and mourn the fact that she was alone, all day. It wasn't right. It was pitiful. Maybe she could make some hot, home-made cider and sit by the fireplace with Christmas music playing. Maybe then she could get him off of her mind. Not likely.
"Maybe I should go somewhere," Jinna murmured to herself, contemplating the thought that the roads were bad... but she had to do SOMETHING!
Deciding to go for a walk, she went upstairs to her bedroom and slipped on a pair of her Skechers boots and grabbed a warm snow jacket, slipping it on, before picking up a pair of gloves and putting them on her hands. She trotted back down the staircase and to the back door. Opening it, she stepped outside into the cold air. Suddenly she wished she'd grabbed her scarf. Heading back in the door she grabbed it off of the hook and began to go back outside when there was a knock on the front door. She sighed, and thought about ignoring it and going back out the back door, but thought that it could be someone who had run off the road and needed to use her phone. She couldn't take the chance at not being there to help somebody.
Jinna walked quickly to the front door, taking her gloves and scarf off as she went. She pulled the door open slowly, as to not let too much cold air into her warm house. As she looked up into the face of the one who'd rung her doorbell - the person that she'd thought had just been someone passing through the neighborhood and had gotten stranded - as she looked up into the face of the one man she'd wanted there with her, her eyes filled with tears. She didn't know what to say, what to do, how to feel! She almost didn't believe he was really there, but then he smiled... and she felt her stomach muscles tighten. She let him inside, her breathing irregular the whole time.
Nick suddenly pulled her into his arms, not being able to help himself any longer. He'd missed her so much, "Jinna," he whispered against her hair, as her arms were wrapped tightly around his waist.
"Nicky," she whispered back as tears fell from her eyes, and she slowly began to cry harder. She'd missed him so much. How did she get through not seeing him for so long?
"I'm so sorry, baby... I'm so sorry that we haven't been able to be together for every second. The last time you came to visit... I didn't mean the things I said, Jin."
Jinna pulled away and looked up at him, a smile slowly forming on her face, "I didn't mean what I said either, Nick... I hope you believe me. I was feeling neglected, and I was sick of a long-distance relationship... I hated when you had to go on the ship and I wouldn't get to talk to you very often. I just missed you so much, and it made me mad that we couldn't be together - and that made me say thing I didn't mean."
She suddenly wanted to rip him out of his Navy uniform, but he looked too sexy in it to do such a thing. As if sensing her feelings, Nick pulled her back into his strong hold, stroking her hair with his long, lean hands. "Jin, when I go back to the Navy base, to serve out my last two years, I want to go back with you... and I want you as my wife."
Jinna's eyes shot open wide as she stood back again, staring at Nick, "What? But I thought..."
"You thought I'd never marry you, that we were over, that I especially didn't want to marry anybody while I was still serving out my contract with the Navy. I know, Jin... but I need you, and I love you with everything in me. Please be my wife... please," Nick looked at her deeply, waiting for an answer.
Suddenly the doorbell ring, making Jinna and Nick both jump.
"I... I... hang on a second," Jinna ran to the door and yanked it open, no longer caring about the temperature. "Momma!!!" she yelled with a huge grin, before pulling her mother into a huge hug.
"Jinna! Oh, darling, I've missed you!" her mother hugged her daughter tight.
"How did you get here, momma? The roads... they're terrible!"
Jinna's mother laughed, "Oh, dear, don't even ask. But we're here now!" she smiled happily.
"'We'??"
"Yep!"
Jinna suddenly heard laughing and happy talking coming from her driveway. Before she could ask, she saw all of the family that she'd been thinking about earlier that day... her father, her siblings, her cousins, uncles, aunts, grandparents, nieces, nephews... she'd never been happier. Hugs went around the whole family, before everybody noticed Nick standing in the family room, smiling at them all. Suddenly they all ran to him and smothered him in hugs and family kisses.
Jinna stood back, grinning. She was so happy again... everything was perfect. Nick was back, her family was there, and it was Christmas time... and it was a good Christmas. She headed over to Nick once everything seemed to calm down and they'd all settled into her home.
Grabbing Nick's hand in her own, she leaned up and kissed him gently, "I love you, Nick... I want to be your wife."
Nick grinned down at her, before wrapping his arms around her in a tight embrace, "I love you so much, Jin!"
She hugged him back, before her mother dragged her into the kitchen to help begin making Christmas dinner. She hadn't even started - she'd figured if she'd be there by herself, she'd just eat leftovers.
As she watched her family, around the dinner table, talking and conversing with each other... watching her nieces blush at everything Nick said to them, she couldn't help but laugh quietly to herself, "Gosh, I love Christmas," she whispered silently, before grabbing Nick's hand and squeezing it in her own.
Silent night Holy night All is calm All is bright 'Round yon virgin Mother and Child Holy infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep in heavenly peace
Silent night Holy night Son of God Oh love's pure light Radiant beams from Thy holy face With the dawn of redeeming grace Jesus Lord at Thy birth Oh Jesus Lord at Thy birth
Sleep Sleep Sleep in heavenly heavenly peace Sleep Sleep Sleep in heavenly, heavenly, heavenly peace Peace Sleep Sleep Ohh, sleep in heavenly peace
-Silent Night, by Mariah Carey (CD: Merry Christmas)
