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A/N Thank you to everyone who favorites and followed! You motivate me to do more!

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Leanma-pella (guest) – Thank you so much! Like I told Sonea22, I have out all written out. It's denfinitely going somewhere :) I have had a lot of practice with writting, so that explains my good grammar. I might even publish a book some day (it's a goal of mine!).

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Disclaimer: I don't own the Avengers. Just my OCs and the plot.

Christmas.

That's what day it was.

Sam walked down the streets of New York, passing many carolers. She had brought along all her spare change she had. It was her tradition to give away all her change on Christmas. She silently sang to herself,

"All I want for Christmas is a family. A family. A family. All I want for Christmas is a family…"

to the tune of, "All I Want For Christmas is my Two Front Teeth".

Sam passed out her last coin to a group of people singing "Joy to the World". Singing. The one thing she was good at. Sam LOVED singing. She could sing all day long.

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Samantha sat down at her desk, the eraser of her pencil in her mouth. It was Winter break but she HAD to have homework. It was the twenty-seventh. Christmas had come and gone and her birthday was next. She looked at the paper. Why sales tax and discounts? Why? It was probably the thing she was most terrible at in math. It seemed fairly easy until she actually started it.

Sam heard her door creak open. "Do you need some help?" a voice asked. Sam glanced up quickly then looked back down at her paper.

"Yeah, this tax stuff is so-" she stopped herself mid sentence and did a classic double-take, looking back at the person in the doorway, not sure she was seeing right.

Tony Stark.

"You have a hard time with math?" he asked.

"W-Y-uh, yeah."

"Believe it or not, I actually had a hard time for a little bit when I was around your age too."

"Really?"

"Yeah advanced calculus can be tough."

"Um, I'm in pre-algebra."

"Oh…" There was a moment of awkward silence.

"Um, what are you doing here?" Sam asked slowly.

"I'm thinking about adopting."

Samantha stopped everything. Her pencil fell to the floor with a clatter. Did she hear right? Could it be true? "You-you're adopting?" Tony nodded.

"You look like someone I could get along with quite nicely." It felt like the world stopped.

"W-What? You don't even know my name!"

"Samantha Kurt."

"How did you-"

"I have my resources. Do you want to be a Stark?"

"I-I-Yes! Yes, of course!" Sam got to her feet. "Are you sure? I'm not very bright, and I'm terrible at everything," she said, talking quickly and not stopping to take a careful choice of words.

"Oh I'm positive. But uh, you wouldn't helping me do some tests would you?" Samantha shook her head. "Come to the front desk when you've packed your things." He smiled and walked out of the room. Sam stood there. It was happening. It was finally happening! She was getting adopted! After all of these years, watching, waiting, it paid off! She scrambled around the room, putting her clothes in her backpack and in her suitcase. She finished her packing and hurried out the room, and ran into Megan along the way. Literally.

"Did you see Tony Stark?!" exclaimed Megan, brushing herself off and getting up from the ground.

"Yes! Yes I did, and guess what! He's adopting me!"

"You're joking."

"I'n not!"

"That's amazing! You really deserve it! After all you've been through, I think you deserve this."

"I'm so excited!"

"Well I would be!" Megan's smile turned into a frown. "Does this mean we won't see each other?"

"I'll keep in touch, promise. I'll still be going to school."

"But he'll probably have you homeschooled."

"Oh. You're probably right," she said, the happiness flooding from her voice. "But I promise I'll visit you often. I need to go." Sam reluctantly broke away and went to the front desk.

"Well then Sam, your patience has payed off," said Mrs. Clark. "You're free to go." She smiled and Tony sighed, putting on some sunglasses. Sam and Tony walked out. A long black limousine was out in the road. Many reporters awaited them.

"Mr. Stark!"

"Have you really-"

"Is it true that you've adopted?"

"Is that young girl the child you're taking in?"

"Mr. Stark!"

"Is there-"

They closed the doors to the limo, and the noise level dropped. The reporters dissipated quickly. Sam leaned out the window and waved to all the kids at the orphanage. "Bye! I promise I'll keep in touch!" Megan ran over and the hugged each other through the window before driving off, mixed emotions very visible on both Megan and Sam's faces.

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