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**Well you guys, this is the last chapter. I really wanted a special Christmas Samcedes story, so I hope you enjoyed.
Chapter 4
"Aunt Merce, is the movie on yet?" Carly yelled from Mercedes' kitchen. Her niece was helping Marcus make a huge bowl of People Puppy Chow for the movie. She and Marcus had decided to have an all night Christmas movie marathon until Santa came that night. They were going to watch Santa is coming to Town, Rudolph the Red nose Reindeer, Frosty the Snowman and Charlie Brown Christmas. Mercedes and Marcus had pretty good feeling that Carly would be knocked out by the end of Frosty. So Mercedes also rented the Bad Santa and Elf for the adults later. Carly insisted on leaving Santa People Puppy Chow and milk, arguing that Santa wanted to "live it up" some times.
Mercedes was queuing the DVD for Santa when Carly came running into the family room, dressed in her favorite fleece snowflakes pajamas.
"Auntie Merce, Daddy wants you in the kitchen?" Mercedes was dressed in her pajamas as well- purple gum drops swirling in snow and purple fuzzy slippers. She jogged into the kitchen and grabbed a handful of the puppy chow.
"What's up Marcus?" she asked while munching on the snack. Marcus was pouring three large glasses of milk into glasses, when he stopped and looked up at his sister.
"Have you called him yet?"
"Who?" Mercedes asked looking down intently at the bowl. She knew where this conversation was headed and didn't want to go there tonight. Marcus stopped stirring and glared at his sister.
"Don't play dumb, girl. You know who the heck I am talking about. Sam. Did you call Sam yet? You know you want to."
"Marcus, please. I told you. He has moved on. He has moved on, I have moved on, the world has moved on."
"Oh really, Miss Diva? Well then how come you won't look me in my eyes and say that?" Marcus and Mercedes both knew that she could never lie to Marcus. Her big brown eyes always gave her away. Mercedes looked up at her brother and rolled her eyes.
"How's that for my eyes?" she snarled.
"Whatever Ebenezer." Marcus replied as he lifted the bowl off the counter. "Be in denial then. See if I care." He walked out of the kitchen toward the family room. Mercedes stood alone at the kitchen silently. She knew he was right. Ever since she went to the mall, Mercedes has been thinking of Sam incessantly. She dialed his number and hung up atleast fifty times. She decided she would definitely call him tomorrow. I can always say I just called to wish him a Merry Christmas, she thought. Or maybe…I should sleep on it first. Mercedes walked into the family room and pressed play on the DVD player.
"Let's get this night started, y'all." She exclaimed as she plopped on the couch next to the window. As the movie played, Mercedes could swear she could hear a guitar playing. But there's no guitar in Santa Claus is Coming to Town?, she thought. The music sounded like it was coming from somewhere near her. Marcus sat up from the lying on the blanket on the floor.
"Do you hear that?" he asked. Marcus, Mercedes and Carly looked out the window of the room. There in front of their lawn were six teenage male guitarists with Santa hats on their heads. Mercedes' mouth dropped open when she saw the guitarist in the very front- Sam!
Mercedes ran to the front entryway and swung the door open wide. The guys were now standing in front of her house, with Sam standing in the dead center singing.
(Sam singing and dancing to his best Elvis dance steps)
I don't need a lot of presents
To make my Christmas bright
I just need my baby's arms
Wound around me tight
Oh oh santa hear my plea
Santa bring my baby back to me
The Christmas tree is ready
The candles all aglow
But with my baby far away
What good is mistletoe
Oh oh Santa, hear my plea
Santa bring my baby back to me
Please make these reindeer hurry
Well their time is drawing near
It sure won't seem like Christmas
Until my baby's here
Don't fill my sock with candy
No bright and shiny toy
You wanna make me happy and fill my heart with joy
Then Santa, hear my plea
Santa bring my baby back to me
Please make these reindeer hurry
Well their time is drawing near
It sure won't seem like Christmas
Until my baby's here
Don't fill my sock with candy
No bright and shiny toy
You wanna make me happy and fill my heart with joy
Then Santa, hear my plea
Santa bring my baby back to me
Then Santa, hear my plea
Santa bring my baby back to me
Mercedes could barely stop smiling or keeping the tears from falling all over her face. Sam waved the other guitarist goodbye and walked towards her in the doorway. His eyes were full of unshed tears as well, but he had a huge smile that radiated all over his face. He leaned the guitar against the house and took Mercedes' hands into his own. He began to kiss each finger and held her hand to his chest.
"Sam," Mercedes whispered, not knowing if she even had a voice to speak. She was so overwhelmed. She was blown away by what just happened. "What are you doing?" Sam took a deep breath and looked into her eyes.
"I'm answering a Christmas wish and being with my baby for Christmas."
"But Sam, what about California? And you and school? And the distance?" Mercedes began to ramble, before Sam shushed her and held his finger to her lips.
"I don't care about any of that bullshit right now. We'll work all of that out. All I care about is you and me, and being with you like this. I need you Mercedes. I need you deep in my soul. " Sam rubbed his nose against Mercedes and began kissing her face with soft kisses. When he reached her lips, he pressed his lips against hers with an urgency and passion that they both felt surge through both their bodies. Mercedes wrapped her arms around Sam's neck and pulled him against her till their bodies were inseparable.
Marcus was so involved in watching the scene, that he forgot that Carly was standing in front watching, jumping up and down, smiling as the passionate reunion continued.
"Carly, let's go inside. It's getting cold out here." Marcus whispered in Carly's ear.
"I did that Daddy! It was me! I made Auntie happy again! Santa answered my Christmas wish." She shouted as she tugged on her father's sleeves. Marcus reached down and picked the girl up into his arms.
"Really? Well, thank you Carly. It was about time for that to happen." He kissed his daughter on the forehead as they walked inside.
Sam held Mercedes in his arms, breathing in her scent and cherishing every curve of her body.
"You know you're never going to get rid of me, right? Never. I'm here for life." Sam sang into Mercedes' hair, while he caressed her curly locks. Mercedes squeezed Sam's waist tightly and pressed her head into his chest.
"Then my Christmas wish definitely did come true."
Wow, that's it you guys! Thank you for all the support. Please let me know if you liked the ending.
Sam sang "Santa Bring My Baby Back to Me", made famous by the one and only Elvis Presley. This song fit so perfectly for this story, it was kismet!