A/N: Hi readers! There was a reason I hadn't changed this story status to complete. *laughs evilly* I had a few more tricks up my sleeve. :D Here are two deleted scenes that never made it into the fanfiction because the fanfiction took a different direction than originally planned. These are unedited, and without a whole lot of description/detail. At the time, I was mainly focused on the dialogue. But since you guys have been so nice, and have given me over 300 REVIEWS!, I figured that it wouldn't hurt to give you guys two scenes that would have made it into the fanfiction if this story had taken a different path. :) Please let me know what you think! And this is the LAST time I'll update Christmas Visit unless I decide to edit it of course lol. Once again, thanks for being my faithful readers, you all have a special place in my heart. :) Enjoy!
Deleted Scene #1:
"You know what?" I demand, my emotions rising to the surface again. "I came up here to mend what was broken!"
My father just looks at me. We're back to the same old argument we had just days earlier.
My voice is quiet and almost breaks as I continue speaking. "I came up here to give you another chance, but it feels like I'm the one in the wrong."
My father stays silent. Just looking at me.
I silently curse myself for the tears that spring to my eyes. "I am trying so hard to open up my heart and my mind to the idea of the two of us talking again but it's too hard. You're not willing to make this work, dad and I can't be the only one trying in this relationship."
My father turns his hazy gaze on me. "Son…I never wanted you to leave."
"You tried to kill me!" I yell, my voice echoing off the lab walls.
My father visibly winces.
"If that doesn't say get out, what does dad?" I ask.
My father sighs and looks away from me.
Deleted Scene #2:
I feel my father's gaze on me long before he speaks. "I can't agree with what you are…"
"Can't agree with it or can't accept it? Cause there is a difference." I reply absentmindedly looking at my cell phone screen.
I look up to see my father's narrowed eyes.
"Fine, can't accept it." He says.
I hold his gaze, and quietly respond. "I'm still the same person, dad."
He grunts a response that I don't catch.
I choose to ignore whatever it was he said. "There's a chance that we could get past this."
He meets my gaze again and just stares.
I hold my breath. "What do you think?"
He slowly clenches and unclenches his jaw. "I used to destroy things like you."
My mouth falls open as his words sting my ears. I recover quickly though, and close my mouth.
I stand up from the couch. "Fine. Forget what I said. There is no way that we can get past this."
