A/N: Happy Christmas Break! Now that I'll have full time to dedicate to writing, I can do a Christmas special. Details are still pending, but it'll be good...hopefully. In the meantime, here's a short one-shot to one of my favorite Christmas songs! The song is Merry Christmas, Darling by The Carpenters. I thought it would be a cute one-shot so I hope you guys agree. Today's chapter is dedicated to Lily, as today is her birthday. Make sure to review! Have a good weekend!
~Diana
Madeline curled up on the couch, looking over her small apartment. A small Christmas tree with lights aglow stood in the corner and the fire crackled invitingly, soft Christmas music playing on the radio. It was late on Christmas Eve and sheeting rain was falling over L.A. Madeline sighed. Alone on Christmas again, she thought. Miles Edgeworth, her "boyfriend" (it still felt so strange saying that, even though they'd been dating for a little less than a year), had gone on a business trip to Borginia, refusing to let her come. "It's too dangerous," he'd said, not even telling her why he was going, only that it was for Interpol. Damn Interpol, she thought bitterly. What about me? In her heart she knew she was being selfish, but she still clearly remembered the sick disappointment she'd felt at the phone call she'd received a few days ago.
"I can't leave," he'd told her. "My flight was canceled and it'll be impossible to get home, given the holidays." She'd put on a brave face, assured him that she'd be fine, that she'd find someone to be with on Christmas. And the truth was she had been invited by Phoenix and Maya to the office to celebrate, but she'd politely refused. She didn't really feel like partying. The cheery Christmas tunes on the radio stopped for a moment, replaced with a slow ballad.
Greeting cards have all been sent
The Christmas rush is through
But I still have one wish to make
A special one for you
Merry Christmas, darling
We're apart, that's true
But I can dream and in my dreams
I'm Christmas-ing with you
Madeline looked at the radio in slight surprise. What were the odds of the radio playing a song that she perfectly identified with? She got up as the song continued.
Holidays are joyful
There's always something new
But every day's a holiday
When I'm near to you
She lit a candle and moved to the window, looking out, her face illuminated with a golden glow.
The lights on my tree
I wish you could see
I wish it every day
Logs on the fire
Fill me with desire
To see you and to say
That I wish you Merry Christmas
Happy New Year, too
I've just one wish
On this Christmas Eve
I wish I were with you
A soft instrumental started and Madeline moved away from the window, blinking back tears. She walked around her apartment mindlessly, picking up things, putting them down, fiddling with them. When the interlude came to an end, she sang along as the last part of the song began to play.
Logs on the fire
Fill me with desire
To see you and to say
That I wish you Merry Christmas
Happy New Year, too
I've just one wish
On this Christmas Eve
I wish I were with you
I wish I were with you
The quiet piano continued as Madeline sat back down on the couch, looking blankly at the beautiful tree in front of her, lost in thought. There was a knock on the door and Madeline groaned. It was probably Maya, coming to check on her. She got up, hastily wiping the tears from her eyes and opening the door. There was a split second of silent surprise, then she threw herself into the person's arms. Miles Edgeworth caught her, a bemused expression on his face as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "You're here," she murmured, her head on his chest. He kissed her gently, bringing her eyes up to meet his.
"Merry Christmas, darling."
