The Christmas List

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Hey, I've just been out building a snowman with my brother and his girlfriend. Too bad that the snow wouldn't stick together… In the end we built a volcano…

Anyway, here is the next chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter 3: What Should I Write on that Paper?

By the time Emily appeared in the kitchen, Morgan had not only managed to make the coffee but to prepare a little breakfast, too. As he looked up, he couldn't help being surprised. Emily looked as fresh and neat as ever.

"Hey, breakfast is ready." He told her smiling and pulled out a chair for her excitedly. Emily gave him a warm smile as she sat down and examined the pancakes on her plate. "Dug in! And don't worry, it's really good."

They ate in silence for a while but finally Emily's curiosity took the better of her.

"So, what are we going to do?" She looked at Morgan with sparkling eyes.

"Well…" He began as he stood up to put his plate away. "We do what you should have done a couple of weeks ago." Emily was just staring at him blankly not really understanding him. Morgan gave her a secretive smile then went to his beg and returned with a pen and a piece of paper. Seeing this, Emily shook her head disbelievingly.

"You are just kidding me, right?" But when Morgan took her plate and put the paper and the pen on the place of it, she had to realize that he was serious about it.

"Come on, Princess, write down your Christmas list!"

"No way, Derek!" She pushed the paper away from her but Morgan pushed it right back. "No." Morgan chuckled at her childish stubbornness. "It's childish. And besides, what should I write on that paper? That I want some time to myself? Or that I want people to stop killing each other? Or that I want my washing-machine to work again or that I want yo…" Here she stopped abruptly. "That's just stupid." With that she stood up quickly and turned away from Morgan.

He stood up, too, and went to stand right behind her.

"Hey, Emily." He told her gently. He didn't want to push her but he really wanted her to have a real Christmas and it definitely begins with a Christmas list, especially if you had never written one as a child. "How about we both write a list?"

There was silence for a little while then Emily sighed and turned to face Morgan. There was a small smile on her lips.

"I'm sorry. I'm such a nuisance. You are sacrificing your own Christmas just to make me celebrate it then I go all jerky on you." Morgan gave her a smile then pulled her into his arms.

"Jerky, Emily? Really?" He laughed wholeheartedly and felt Emily burying her face into his chest. "I'm not sacrificing anything. I want to celebrate with you so… come on, let's write that list, shall we?"

They tore the paper into two and got another pen then sat down and began to work on their Christmas lists. After they had finished writing, they folded the paper. That was when something occurred to Emily and she looked at Morgan confused.

"Why have we written it when nobody will read it?" At that Morgan stretched out his hand asking for Emily's list.

"Keep dreaming, Hot Stuff! You'll never read this list." She told him smiling using Garcia's nickname for him then, as if emphasizing her point, she stuffed the paper into her pocket.

"Alright then, you'll never see mine, either." He huffed thinking up plans how to get hold of that list.

"I think I can live with that." She told him sarcastically then quickly changed the subject. "So, what are we doing now?"

"Well, I presume you don't have a tree, do you?" Emily just shook her head.

"Then we start there. Come on!" He stood up and quickly grabbed his coat. His heart warmed at the sight of Emily's eyes light up with excitement and within moments they were out of the door to get a tree for Emily.

TBC

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