Chapter Three
"I will," replied AJ the senior. He popped his CD into the stereo and the room was filled with a rich, male voice. "I just love Nat King Cole," he continued. Everyone joined in singing "The Christmas Song." Slowly they went though everyone's songs, singing and laughing. Everyone was quite amused by Tiner's "Grandma got Ran over by a Reindeer" and were moved by Varise's "I'll Be Home For Christmas," remembering when she sang it to the troops last year. Eventually all that were left to go were Mac, Harm, and little AJ who had fallen asleep.
"Mac, what is your song?" asked Mattie, dying from anticipation. Mac momentarily glared at the teenager, knowing she had figured out what she was going to do. If she was excited for it, did that mean she knew how Harm would react? It must be good, right?
"Yeah, Mac, we haven't heard you sing yet," continued Harm, who was leaning in the door frame. Their eyes meet and Mac saw something in his eyes. Was it love? Building her courage, Mac headed over to the stereo and put her CD in. Turning around she looked at her friends, her adopted family, before stopping at Harm. Starting softly, she began to sing.
"I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true...
All I want for Christmas
Is you..."
Mac noticed a slight look of shock on Harm's face and closed her eyes. She wouldn't be able to continue if she continued to look at him.
"I don't want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
I don't care about presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don't need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Clause won't make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you...
You baby"
She looked at everyone else, seeing smiles on all their faces. Harriet and Mattie seemed to have the largest ones. Glancing slightly at Harm again, she continued.
"I won't ask for much this Christmas
I won't even wish for snow
I'm just gonna keep on waiting
Underneath the mistletoe
I won't make a list and send it
To the North Pole for Saint Nick
I won't even stay awake to
Hear those magic reindeer click
'Cause I just want you here tonight
Holding on to me so tight
What more can I do
Baby all I want for Christmas is you"
She turned to face him directly, beaming at the smile she saw on his face. That had to be a good sign. Feeling a little more daring, she began to walk over to him as she finished the song.
"All the lights are shining
So brightly everywhere
And the sound of children's
Laughter fills the air
And everyone is singing
I hear those sleigh bells ringing
Santa won't you bring me the one I really need -
won't you please bring my baby to me...
Oh I don't want a lot for Christmas
This is all I'm asking for
I just want to see baby
Standing right outside my door
Oh I just want him for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
Baby all I want for Christmas is
You...
All I want for Christmas is you baby..."
As the music faded away, she was just inches away from him. She could feel her heart pounding out of her chest in the pregnant silence that followed. No one else wanted to say anything until Harm spoke and he appeared to be stunned into silence.
"Say something," she whispered.
"You took my song," he stated. Mac blinked in surprise; that was not the answer she was expecting.
"What?" she asked flabbergasted. Harm closed the small gap between them, placing his arms on her waist.
"I had planned on singing that to you, but this works just as well," he smiled. Mac smiled in return; he wanted her too. Before she could say something, Harriet coughed.
"Um, guys look above you," she directed, a smile plastered on her face. Harm and Mac looked up and noticed mistletoe.
"Well, I guess there's no sense in breaking tradition," Harm commented, playfully raising an eyebrow.
Mac smiled, "None that I can see." Finishing the gap, they met in a sweet, tender kiss, one full of promises of what was to come.
When they pulled apart, they rested their foreheads against each others. "We still have a lot to talk about," he whispered. She nodded in agreement.
"I know, but as long as I know we'll be like this next Christmas, we'll work through the rest," she stated.
"Oh you can count on that," he promised as he kissed her forehead. "Merry Christmas Mac."
"Yeah, it's turning out to be a very Merry Christmas indeed," Mac whispered as they kissed once again, both getting exactly what they wanted for Christmas.
Well that's the end, hope you liked it. Maybe next semester I'll be able to write more…unlikely… Anyway, thanks to those that reviewed!