Disclaimer: I own NOTHING! Well, actually, I do! I own AnneMarie! YAY ME!!!!!! LOL =)
Summary: This may be out of order in whatever way, but hey, its my story, I get to decide how it goes. ;-) Sorry if it takes a while for me to get it posted, but I've been writing it in whatever time I get between classes and stuff and I'm laptop less so its all scribbled down on paper and I've actually gotta find time to type it all up. But hopefully I'll find enough time somewhere. =) Happy Reading!
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Christmas Gifts
"TOMMY TOMMY TOMMY!!!!!" AnneMarie cheered, dashing down the hall a few hours later. "Wake up everybody!!! SANTA CAME!!! ITS CHRISTMAS!!!!!" she said bursting into Tommy's room, and shaking him as hard as she could. "Tommy wake up! Its Christmas!!!"
"Ok, ok, I'm up . . ." he moaned as his eyes fluttered open.
"Tommy, its Christmas, come see!!!"
"Ok, I'll be out in a minute. Why don't' you go get my parents up, and I"ll meet you downstairs."
"Ok!" she said as she turned and ran out of the room.
Tommy smiled as he looked down and saw Kimberly sound asleep in his arms, snuggled as close to him as she could, with the blankets pulled up over her shoulders. "Hey Beautiful, its time to wake up . . ." he said softly as he ruffled her hair.
" . . . . . Hey . . . . ." Kimberly said softly, smiling as she slowly opened her eyes.
"Merry Christmas Beautiful." Tommy said placing a gently kiss on her lips.
"Mmmmm . . . . ." Kimberly cooed softly.
"Did you sleep ok?" Tommy asked after pulling away.
"Perfect . . . What about you?"
"Never better." he answered as Kimberly gently traced a finger over his chest.
"I don't wanna move . . . . . Last night was like a dream . . . . . I'm not ready to wake up . . . . ."
" . . . . . Yeah, but we don't have much of a choice. I know an 8-year old who's dying for presents . . ."
"So give her presents. I would rather stay right here . . . . ."
"I know, but unfortunately we've gotta get up . . ."
" . . . I don't want to . . ."
"Me either, but we have to . . . Come on . . ."
"Ok . . . . ." Kimberly said as she slowly started to sit up, pulling a sheet up around her. " . . . . .Where are my clothes? . . . . ."
"I have no idea . . . . I tossed them somewhere . . . ."
"Thanks . . . . ." Kimberly said softly, as Tommy kissed her, then climbed out of bed to go get dressed. "Hey Tommy?"
"Yeah?"
"You have a cute butt . . ." Kimberly said with a flirtation smile as she watched him head for the bathroom.
"I'm glad you think so!"
"Uh huh!" she said smiling brightly as she got up and headed toward her suitcase, which she spotted across the room.
"Are you ready for Christmas presents?"
"I don't need any. I've already gotten the best present of all!"
"And what was that?" Tommy asked as he stepped closer to her, and pulled Kimberly back into his arms.
"Just being here with you . . ."
"You're so Amazing!" Tommy said as he pulled her closer and kissed her passionately.
"Tommy? Are you guys coming?" Mrs. Oliver asked as she knocked on the door a minute later.
"Yeah!" he answered as he slowly pulled away from Kimberly. "We'll be right there!"
"Sweetie? Do me a favor?" Kimberly asked.
"Anything!"
"Hand me that sweatshirt over there?"
"But that's my sweatshirt!"
"Exactly! Its big, warm, and smells like you! Its perfect!"
"Then what am I supposed to wear?"
"You can wear my sweatshirt if you'd like."
"Yeah, like that's gonna fit!"
"But I miss you. And I like wearing your clothes. It makes me feel better."
"What about that green flannel?"
"Its in my suitcase. I wear it every night."
"Oh really?!?"
"It sucks though, because it doesn't smell like you anymore."
"Well maybe I'll wear it while you're here, that way it'll smell like me when you have to leave."
"You promise?"
"I promise!"
"So can I wear your sweatshirt?"
"I guess. But now I have to find something to wear."
"Kimberly!!!!!" AnneMarie cheered as she dashed toward the couple entering the livingroom a couple minutes later.
"Hi Sweetie! Merry Christmas!" Kimberly said as she hugged her.
"Tommy said you weren't coming?"
"I almost didn't because of all the snow. But I surprised him really late last night!"
"How late?"
"Midnight!"
"Really!?! Did you see Santa?"
"No, but it looks like he came!"
"Sweetie, why don't you come open presents." Christine suggested as Tommy led Kimberly over to the couch.
"AnneMarie, why don't you pass out the presents." Daniel suggested as she sat down in front of the Christmas tree.
"So, what did you get me?" Kimberly asked as Tommy wrapped his arms around her.
"You'll see!"
"Ooohhh . . . . ."
"Oh please! You already said you don't need any present!"
"I know, but it doesn't mean I don't like them!"
"Don't worry I got you something."
"Good, because I got you something too!"
"Tommy! Open my present!" AnneMarie said hurrying over to the couch with a large box in her arms.
"You got me a present?!?"
"Uh huh!"
"When then I guess I'd better open it!" Tommy said as he began ripping the brightly colored paper off the box. "Did you wrap this yourself?"
"Nana helped!"
"She's good at that, isn't she?"
"Uh huh!"
"Tommy, hurry up!" Kimberly told him.
"I'm hurrying, I'm hurrying! Geez!" he said as he opened the box, and rummaged through the styrofoam popcorn to find his present. After a moment of rummaging, Tommy pulled out a certificate sized picture frame. "Oh WOW!! . . . . . AnneMarie, its beautiful! Did you draw this?"
"Yep!" she said proudly. "That's you and me and Kimberly!"
"I see! And who are those people?"
"That's Nata and That's Pappi!"
"Cool! And who's that right there, floating above all of us?"
"That's my mom! She's an angel in heaven, who's watching all of us!"
"Yes she is!" Tommy agreed with a warm smile.
"You like the picture? Its your wedding!"
"My wedding?" Tommy asked curiously.
"You said you were going to get married someday."
"That I did . . ."
"Its beautiful Sweetie!" Kimberly told her.
"Yes it is!" Tommy agreed with a bright smile. "Thank you AnneMarie, I love it!"
"Really?!?"
"Really! Come here." Tommy said holding his arms out for her. Tommy hugged AnneMarie tight, then kissed her cheek before letting go. "I really do love it Sweetie. I never knew you had so much talent."
"Good! I love you Tommy."
"And I love you!"
"AnneMarie, why don't you come open a present." Christine said, holding out a package for her.
"Hey Tommy?" Kimberly whispered. "Do you think that maybe someday this will be our family?" Tommy smiled and kissed the top of her head as he slid his arms back around her.
" . . . . . Yeah . . . . ." he answered softly. " . . . . .Someday it will be us . . . . ." Kimberly's smiled brightened as she snuggled closer to Tommy.
"Hey Kimberly," Daniel said playfully. "nice sweatshirt!"
"Thank you!" she said blushing. "I stole it from your son!"
"So I see! It looks a little big . . ."
"It is! But I like it this way!"
"Tommy, you need to wash that thing." Christine told him. "I'm sure it stinks by now."
"Actually, it doesn't smell at all Mom."
"Yes it does actually!" Kimberly told him. "It smells like cologne."
"Why is why you stole it!"
"Yep!" Kimberly answered proudly.
"COOL!!!" Look what Santa gave me!" AnneMarie said excitedly.
"How cute!" Christine said with a smile. "That doll looks just like you!"
"Awesome!" Kimberly agreed.
"Now we have two munchkins!" Tommy said jokingly.
"Ok Kimberly, here you go!" Christine said holding out a present.
"Cool! Thank you!"
"That's not the one from me, is it?" Tommy asked.
"Actually, its from my mom." Kimberly said reading the tag.
"She sent all our presents here a couple weeks ago." Christine told her. "She wanted them to get her extra early since she couldn't make it out this year."
"It stinks she couldn't make it. But she's meeting me in Florida for the Pan Global Games in February. So at least I'll get to see her then." Kimberly said as she opened her present.
"Do you miss your Mommy?" AnneMarie asked.
"I miss her a lot!" Kimberly answered, giving AnneMarie a sympathetic smile.
"I miss my mommy too."
"Oh yes, I've got cool shoes!" Kimberly said proudly as she pulled a pair of shiny black sandals out of the box on her lap.
"Great, just what you don't need!" Tommy said sarcastically.
"Those are cute!" Christine told her. "I wish my mom would buy me cold shoes in Paris!"
"Mom, you can have some of Kimberly's. She's only got about 5,000 pairs!" Tommy told her.
"More like 100 pairs!" Kimberly corrected him.
"Somehow I doubt that."
"Ok, ok. 101."
"Yeah right!" Tommy said laughing. "I helped you pack for Florida, remember?"
"Don't make me punish you!" Kimberly said jokingly as Christine handed AnneMarie a present to pass to Daniel.
"Tommy, stop." Kimberly said a few hours later as Tommy kissed her neck. "Your parents are in the next room."
"So . . ."
"So, you gotta cut it out! Its not playtime."
"But it could be." he said as he continued to kiss her.
"Not right now. Come on Tommy."
"Kimberly, your mom is on the phone." Christine called from the next room.
"Coming!" Kimberly called back, as she pushed Tommy away.
"Tommy, what time are you guys heading to Kat's?" Christine asked, as they entered the kitchen.
"1:00."
"Ok. Your grandparents should be here for dinner at 5. Please make it a point to not be late, for once."
"I'll try my best." he told her.
"Tommy, will you come built a snowman with me?" AnneMarie asked as she entered the rom.
"Sure Munchkin. Go get your coat and gloves on, and I'll meet you outside.
"Get your had and scarf too, Sweetie." Christine told her. "We don't want you getting sick."
An hour later, Tommy and Kimberly were in Tommy's room getting ready to head over to Kat's for the Ranger Christmas party.
"Honey, do you have to do that right now?" Kimberly asked, trying to curl her hair as Tommy once again began kissing her neck.
"Uh huh . . ."
"Would you mind stopping while I finish getting ready?"
"Can't . . ."
"And why not?"
"Cause its Christmas . . ."
"So . . ."
"So, I want to make sure you get everything you deserve."
"I already have . . ."
"So . . . . ."
"Tommy . . . . ."
Fine . . . . . But hurry up, I've got an idea." he said as he let go of her, and walked away.
"Tommy, dinner is going to be at 6 instead of 5." Christine said as he rejoined the family in the livingroom a few minutes later. "You can spend an extra hour with your friends if you'd like."
To Be Continued . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .