Author : Wild-Melody

Disclaimer : Humph…Bah Humbug! Yeah right, as if! They belong to Disney, save for Wild-Melody, she's all mine!

Warning : Um, no. Sad? Yeah, definitely, but no warning.

As always, enjoy the show…er, sorry, enjoy the story.

The Christmas Wish

Chapter 4 : The Miracle

Wildwing tried to go to sleep that night, but something just kept nagging at his mind, something wouldn't let him alone. It was Christmas Eve, well actually almost Christmas morning, and it was a morning he wasn't looking forward too. Has Phil even heard the terrible news yet? Wildwing wondered as he looked at his alarm clock for what was probably the eighth time in as many minutes. It had only been six hours since they had gotten the terrible news, Phil was half a world away…I doubt he's heard anything about it. He'll be back tomorrow morning, I'll have to tell him then. He won't be too happy.

Wildwing shook his head, imagining the tantrums that Phil would throw when he heard of Mallory's demise. How much the pudgy man would fume about lost money and power endorsements and all the stuff that went along with being an alien duck on Earth. Wildwing sighed, I just can't imagine life without you now Mallory. I always thought I'd have the time to tell you how I feel. Boy, do I guess I was wrong.

Maybe not, a voice crept into his thoughts. Wildwing sat up in bed, scanning the empty room. Nosedive was staying over with Grin and Duke in their room. They thought that maybe Wildwing needed some time to himself.

For what? Wildwing thought to himself bitterly. So I can feel miserable and sorry for myself for the rest of the night and wake up feeling even worse than when I went to bed. Uh-uh, I think I'd rather had Nosedive stay here with me.

No, you wouldn't. The same voice interrupted his thoughts.

"What?" Wildwing said out loud. "Who's there?"

A creature like he'd never seen materialized out of thin air. A glow radiated from her, her sunlight blond hair fell down to the center of her back. He made out what looked like two Angel's wings tangled with in the golden tresses. She was a duck like he was, but she was unreal, she looked ethereal. "Who are you?" Wildwing asked, glad now that Nosedive wasn't there because his younger brother would probably think he was talking to himself and right now he doubted very much that it wasn't the truth.

My name is Wild-Melody and I'm here to help you. You will be given a second chance to make right the wrong that has occurred. You will have three days to profess and prove to Mallory that you love her. If you cannot do this, she will die again, in the same car accident. The Angel looked down at Wildwing from where she hovered. You must prove that you love her, not just tell her. You must prove it.

"What? I don't understand." Wildwing said as he looked up at the Angel and wondered if he was going crazy.

Your not going crazy, the Angel said. She floated down from the air and gently sat down on his bed, he scooted away from her slightly. Don't worry, I won't bite, she laughed. What will happen is when you fall asleep tonight, everything will be moved back through time so that the last three days will replay themselves. You have those three days to profess to Mallory that you love her and to prove it. If within those three days you cannot do it, she will die once again in the car accident, but this time there will be no second chances.

Wildwing looked at the creature, Is this really possible?

Yes, Wild-Melody answered. All things are possible, even the ones that seem even the most impossible. Are you ready?

Wildwing nodded his head. Then so be it. The Angel said, she gently closed his eyelids and he felt something being sprinkled upon him. He was tempted to open his eyes but found that he had lost control of them. He fell into a peaceful and oblivious sleep. Time backpedaled and he never new it.

*****

Wildwing woke up the next morning, Christmas morning, he thought bleakly. I wonder when Phil will be getting back. Someone suddenly pounded on his door, "Just a sec!" He yelled, figuring it was Nosedive or one of the others coming to check on him.

"Hurry up Wildwing!" Mallory yelled through the door.

Wildwing's heart stopped. It can't be…I thought it was just a dream.

"Are you going to get up anytime soon Wing?" Mal yelled through the door again. "If you don't get up soon I'm gonna bust down this door, whether or not your dressed!" she warned.

Wildwing quickly fumbled out of bed…it was all starting to come back to him now. It just wasn't possible, or was it? Mallory had died the 24th , Christmas Eve, this had happened three days before, on the 21st. Mallory had woke him up, threatening to brake down his door if he didn't move quicker. He hadn't thought she'd been serious until she came charging through the door. He'd only been partially dressed and the blushes that covered each of their faces could've started a fire easily.

He quickly pulled his jeans on, but had trouble getting them buttoned, any second now she'd come charging through that door, he knew it. He tried desperately to get dressed quicker, but it just wasn't possible. He had trouble getting his shirt on and had to take it off again just to turn it right side out. Just moments after he'd taken the shirt off for the second time Mal barreled through the door.

They both looked at each other, their faces started to redshift. "Oh, I…"she stammered. "I just, well…you know…thought that you'd be done getting…well, dressed already." Her eyes wondered over his muscled chest, down his abs to his pants waste line and stopped there. They couldn't go any further after all, he did manage to get his pants on.

"Well, Tanya and I are ready to go when ever you are." She said as she turned to walk out of the room.

"Mallory wait!" Wildwing called, afraid that if she left his room he'd discover it was all his imagination and she was still dead, and the Angel and all she'd said would also just be part of his imagination.

Mallory turned around and walked back into the room, the door slid shut behind her. "Yeah Wildwing?" she asked curiously.

He walked up to her and put a hand to her face, just checking to make sure that she was real. Suddenly he grabbed hold of her by her shoulders and yanked her to him quickly. "It's a miracle!" he said softly, putting his beak in her hair and gently kissing her.