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CHRISTMAS EVE

As I slowly drifted awake I smelled pancakes. The smell wafted into my bunk as I slowly started moving to get up. When I opened my eyes and realized I wasn't in my bunk I panicked. I slowly calmed down as I saw that I was in Phil's bed with him snoring softly to my left. Then it all came back to me.

The nightmare.

"You better keep running or I will zap you again!" the bad man in the white coat said, all the while keeping a small smirk on his face.

I didn't want to get zapped again I thought. So, I kept running through the maze. But I am so tired. I might slow down a little…. Then I felt the electric shock from the floor burst painfully into me. I started moving faster.

I had been running for three hours and gotten six zaps. I knew my 6 year old body could not go on much longer. As I heard the bad men yelling at me to keep running, I felt four zaps in succession. I welcomed unconsciousness with open arms.

At that point I had woken up breathing hard, sweaty, and with a pounding heart. I had run over to Phil's room in tears. He sat with me until I drifted off once again.

I started walking out of Phil's room to the kitchen area on the BUS. I walked in and saw Trip making pancakes. I hopped on to a stool and watched him make the magical food.

He noticed me and said, "Merry Christmas Eve, Alex!"

I smiled back at him and he went back to cooking. I saw Fitz and Simmons slowly walk in and sit down at the table. They started talking with big words and fancy ideas so I ignored them.

When Skye walked in with Mel form their Thai Chi session I turned around and smiled.

Trip started serving pancakes and I immediately took the three biggest ones and started eating.

When Phil walked in he explained the plan for the day. "Alright team, we have a new mission. Make this the best Christmas Eve ever!"

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The day consisted mostly of me watching various team members put up decorations. I observed how they did it, where they went, and what they put on them. The most impressive decoration was the tree. Coulson had made Trip go cut it down while we were in Canada and was stuck in the cargo hold for about two days.

I wasn't really sure what the tree was for but I was interested to find out.

The day ended at about 10 pm when the whole team was sitting in cheap lawn chairs in the cargo hold in front of the tree. I was sitting on Skye's lap when Coulson noticed by eye lids slowly drooping.

"I think someone needs to go to bed so Santa can bring presents." Fitz said.

"No… I am wide awake…" I mumbled sleepily.

"Suurrree…" Skye said sarcastically. I was then lifted off of Skye's lap by Coulson who started carrying me up to my bunk. When I was set down on my bed and tucked in Phil said goodnight and started to walk out.

"Can you tell me a story?" I asked in a quiet voice. He looked at me for a moment and sat back down on the bed.

"Alright…" He said, "Once upon a time…."

Those were some of the only words I heard before drifting off into a dreamless sleep.

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