A/N: I think I've been mislabelling the chapter numbers... Oh well. You all know what I mean... :P

Also, remember what I said, we'll be skipping through scenes, OK? And, remember, it'll be kind of slow until near the end...

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Sequel: Chapter 59: Home for the Holidays II

Kevin's PoV:

I realize that it's Christmas morning. I jump on the bed and holler to my brothers and sisters sleeping in the room, "Wake up, everybody! It's Christmas morning!" They all wake up, suddenly, and I jump down from the bed. I'm still kind of sick, so I try not to rush myself too much. But, I still run to Mom and Dad's, Uncle Rob and Aunt Georgette's, Uncle Frank and Aunt Leslie's, and my cousins' rooms. I holler into each of their rooms, "Wake up, everybody! It's Christmas morning!" They're all startled awake. I run downstairs to see if Santa left anything! I see a whole bunch of presents underneath the tree!

The others are all soon rushing down the stairs and are excited at the sight of all the presents! "Peter..." Mom says, shocked and excited.

We all run over to our presents, checking whose is whose, passing them around, and opening them. But, before we further open our presents, Buzz interrupts, "Hey! Hey!" Then, he whistles. "I just wanted to say... Before we finish unwrapping, I want Kevin to open his first present. I love you, Kevin, and I'm glad you're safe... Merry Christmas."

I look at Buzz, smirking, "Merry Christmas, Buzz..." I open up my present, and I see that it's a new voice recorder! My mouth and eyes widen. I lost my old one the first time I was kidnapped... I'm shocked... "T-Thank you..." I can't help but smile. I'm finally home with my family...

"Someone loves their present..." I hear Mom say. I look up at her and hug her. "Merry Christmas, Mom..."

"Merry Christmas, sweetheart..." We hear a knock on the door. Mom and I look at each other, and the others all look at each other, as well. Who could that be?... The last time there was a knock on the door, I ended up being kidnapped... Though, I try not to let that fear rise up inside me...

Dad answers the door, and I see his eyes widen. "Marv?" he questions. Marv?! Marv's here?!

I run over to the door. My eyes widen, when I see Marv in the doorway. "Marv?!" I hug him.

"Hey, bud. Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas, Marv," I let go of him and ask, "What are you doing here?"

"I thought I'd come over and see how everything's doing. Do you mind if I come in for a few minutes?"

"Of course not. Come on in," Dad says, gesturing Marv to come in. Marv comes on it. Dad asks, "We haven't had breakfast yet. Do you want to join us?"

"Oh, I don't want to impose. I just came over to see how things are,"

"It's no imposition. With the amount of people here, one extra won't matter," Dad says.

"You're sure?"

"Positive. Come on, we're opening presents," Dad leads Marv into the living room. "Everybody, this here is Marv. He's... He's the one that helped Kevin. He came over to see how everyone was doing,"

Everyone says, "Hi, Marv,"

"Hello," Marv gives a quick wave to everyone.

Dad introduces everyone to him. He'll probably forget everyone's names... Half the time, I do...

"Marv, we didn't know you were coming, so we didn't get you a present..." I say, feeling guilty...

Marv kneels down in front of me and says, "Kevin, knowing you're all right is present enough for me," I smile, then hug him again.

"Thank you..." I say. I still can't believe it, the burglar trying to break into my house last year, tried to save my life and cares for me... Though, part of me wishes he would've helped me sooner, like when he and Harry kidnapped me a couple weeks ago... Oh god, Harry... Even though I hated you, and you hated me, I didn't want to kill you... I didn't mean to kill you... I try to hold back my tears and block those memories, especially on Christmas Day, but I can't help it...

We let go of each other, and he says, "Hey, hey, buddy, it's OK..." He sees that I have been sort of crying...

"I know... I just... can't help but think of everything... You know..."

"Aww. It's OK, buddy... It's OK..." Marv pulls me into a hug again...

A Little While Later...

We've all had breakfast, including Marv. Dad and Marv are in the other room, while the rest of us are in the living room, hanging out. I can't help but hear their conversation, though:

"When do you go back to prison?" Dad asks.

"The 27th," Marv answers.

"And you'll be there for weekends, or what?"

"Yeah. I'll be doing weekends. They trust me, that's why I'm granted my freedom. Though, I did break the law by burglary and kidnapping... I'll be doing this for a few months... Six months, maybe? The only reason why they aren't doing anything worse is because I tried to help them with Kevin,"

"Yeah, that's true. I don't agree with what you did, so I understand. I'm thankful you tried to help my little boy, though. Frankly, I don't think he'd be here today, if it weren't for you..."

"Thank you. I've learned from my old ways... After I'm done with prison, I might get a job somewhere. Kevin said to dump working with Harry and get into something I enjoy. I think I just might do that, especially since Harry's... you know... gone now..." When he says that, it affects me...

"Kevin, what are you doing?" Mom asks me, startling me out of my concentration on Dad and Marv's conversation.

"Nothing..." I lie.

"Do you want to watch a movie with us?"

"Yeah!"

"Well, go pick one!" I look through the shelf for another Christmas movie. I see the classic Rudolph, Frosty, The Grinch, and what we watched last night, Christmas Vacation. I then see Scrooged, with Bill Murray. We always watch that every year, just like how we watch Christmas Vacation every year! They're both absolutely hilarious! I pick that movie, and Mom says, "Good choice," Dad and Marv come and join us after they're finished their conversation. So, for the afternoon, we watch Bill Murray in Scrooged...

Later That Night...

We're all setting up for the Christmas dinner. Even Marv's joining us for dinner! "Honey, can you set the table, please?" Mom asks me. I nod, then set the table for dinner. The others are either helping finish up cooking dinner, or packing. Tomorrow, we're going back home to Chicago... Part of me wants to, but the other part of me wants to stay here... Even though this is where I was kidnapped for the second time, I want to be here... Dinner finally finishes cooking, and Mom heads for the stairs and hollers up them, "Kids! Dinner!" The others soon rush down the stairs, and we all sit down to eat Christmas dinner...

That Night...

Dad tucks me into bed. When he does, I say, "Dad, do we have to go home tomorrow?"

"I'm afraid so, bud. We have things to do back home,"

"Can't we stay here, just for a few more days? Please?..." I beg.

"We'll come back, don't worry..." I pout. "Come on, buddy, it's time to get to sleep. We have to get up early in the morning. You need your rest,"

He kisses me on the head, and I say, "Goodnight, Dad,"

"Goodnight, buddy," Since the others are already asleep, he just leaves the room, closing the door behind him...

To be Continued...

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A/N (I always have to make an Author's Note, don't I?): Well, thanks for reading! You know what to do next! ;) Useless info: I'm currently listening to an amazing song, called If You Want My Love by Cheap Trick! ^_^ It's a great song! ;)

Yes, I know it's another slow chapter, but it'll get good soon, I swear! Probably even next chapter, I think... I was going to say something else, but I can't remember what it was... Well, I think this will have two, maybe three more chapters left... I don't know... I think I'll have this all planned out... Well, we'll wait and see! Ciao! XD

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