This is a Christmas one shot. tell me what you think. Luv Kendall

It was Christmas Eve at the humble Roe household. From the outside, all was peaceful, a white blanket covering the town. And the ice cicle lights hanging down from the gutter gently, accenting the warm home. The same could be said for inside the house.

Karen and her teenage son Lucas sat infront of their small Christmas tree, admiring it's simple beauty. The pair couldn't afford much, but the untouched beauty of the decorations touched and warmed their hearts. No words were said between the mother and son, but as they sat under the heat of the blanket, all was well.

"All right Luke, time for bed." She said to him as of he were 6, instead of 16.

"Okay, I guess mom, but it's not like Santa is going to skip over the house just because I wasn't in bed." He said jokingly, he knew that the two gifts under the tree were the only things that were exchanged between the two. And he was okay with that. He didn't need the new iPod, or fancy clothes, his only need for Christmas was his mother sitting with him.

After a sweet goodnight hug from his mother, she ushered him to his room.

"Goodnight Luke, I love you so much sweetie. Merry Christmas. Don't forget to make your Christmas wish." Karen spoke softly to her son as she slowly cracked his bedroom door.

"Goodnight mom, I love you." He whispered back to her.

The Christmas wish, It was a tradition that took hold every year. And ever year, it was that same for Lucas. All that he wanted for Christmas was aknowledgement from his father. Sure his facade on the outside made him look perfectly content with his mother. And for the most part, he was.

But it was these darned holidays that would always multiply the yearning that he had for his father. And he knew that right about now, Nathan was probably on the other side of town, trying to keep track of all the gifts under their ceiling high tree.

As immediately as the thought came, he cursed himself for ever nurturing the thought. Sure Nathan could wipe him off the charts with his numerous gifts, but Lucas's gifts had heart, and thought. But none of them said "Love Dad"

"Santa, I know you're not real, but you seem to be my last hope. This year for Christmas, I want a dad, my dad. Please, you haven't given me my wish since I found out about you when I was 4, but I hope that if I wish enough, that it might come true. So please, I beg you, give me my dad."

As a child, when his mother would take him to see Santa at the local mall, he would be sat on the man's lap, and whisper. "Can I please have a dad this year?" Lucas never knew how awkward that the question was until he stopped believing in Santa. This year though, he put his heart and soul into wishing.

When he opened his eyes though, he realized that the wishing would probably be worthless, the chances of his father suddenly noticing his existance were about as slim as Nathan going out for the shuffle board team at school.

Falling asleep, Lucas kept repeating his Christmas wish. "I want my dad, I want my dad, I want my dad."

Christmas morn arrived with birds chriping outside his bedroom window.

Lucas awoke with a groan. But it was quickly stifled when the rememberance that it was Christmas morning came into his mind. Excitedly, he jumped out of bed and ran out to the small living room.

Under the tree, he saw the two small gifts, with simple wrapping paper. But something else under the tree caught his blue eyes. Shiny silver wrapping sparkled in the light morning sun. Curiosity peaked, he rushed to his mother's room.

"Mom, wake up, hey mom." He shook her like a small child would. "What is it Luke?" She asked, clearly agitated.

"Mom, who is that extra gift from?" On the inside, Karen smiled, the extra gift was from Dan. He had given it to her to give to Lucas on this very morning. She knew that her son would love getting something form his father.

"I'm not sure Luke, why don't you go to the living room while I get up. Don't look at anything." She said, wanting to be there for the look on Lucas's face as he found the present. "Fine" He groaned.

After opening the gift from his mother, Lucas eagerly waited for the other box with the shiny paper. Karen lightly handed him the box, along with a card. "Open the card first Luke."

On the front of the card was a father, with his son in his lap, reading him a Christmas story. It sparked a certain sadness in the depths of his heart. Inside the card said.

"Son, I'm sorry for all these years. I hope you know that I have always loved you.

"Love, your father, Dan."

Tears openly fell from Lucas's eyes. His wish had come true, It had come true! The sheer happiness that he was experiencing was absolute euphoria. Dan, his father had thought of him this year. And he had apologized and said that he loved him! Now he understood that cover of the card.

Carefully unwrapping the paper, he wanted to keep and remember everything about this gift, Lucas finally found his prize. A nike basketball, such a simple gift, but with so much meaning. This was definitely the greatest Christmas he had ever had.

Karen pulled him into her lap, hugging him as he cried tears of happiness. She was so happy for her baby. He had gotten the one thing that he truly desired in his life.

"Merry Christmas Luke." She said to him. "Merry Christmas mom." He replied

As she went to the kitchen to make some breakfast. He whispered. "Merry Christmas Dad, I love you too."

Okay good? bad? crap? let me know. Love Kendall