Ally's POV
I am surprised when I walk into the Choir room with Rory by my side that I see some of the others decorating a full size Christmas tree. I didn't think we had enough money to get a tree...or the that Sue didn't come with up some stupid reason that it would make it so we couldn't have one. It was nice.
As we were decorating, Rory grabbed me and I asked him why and he didn't answer; he just smiled. I looked up and sighed. The mistletoe. I smiled at him and kissed him and everyone, well except Joe; that of course doesn't surprise me since I know that he still sort of likes me.
I knew that Rory and Joe had ended their friendship—well Rory had ended his friendship with Joe since he knew that Joe is the father of my baby and that he raped me.
Then suddenly the lights in the choir room and on the three went out. I couldn't see anyone or anything; well this just killed the mood.
"Is everyone alright?" I heard Mr. Shue ask.
"As long as we don't move, we should be." I commented. I couldn't see or hear anyone's reactions, but come on, I was right in a way. I heard the door open and eventually we could eventually all see again.
Mr. Shue was given a few flashlights. He handed one to Finn and then one to me. We gathered around in a circle, next to the tree and Mr. Shue put the third flashlight in the middle of the circle.
"So I guess the Christmas mood was killed." Santana commented.
"I was planning for us to sing some Christmas songs before we all leave for break, but I guess that is out of the picture as well." Mr. Shue.
"Not necessarily." I said and I looked over at Sam, who then grabbed his guitar. I whispered into his ear and then into Rory's and both of them smiled. I gave a nod and Sam began to play. Rory started off the song.
[Rory]
I don't know you, but I want you
All the more for that
[Rory & Ally]
Words fall through me and always fool me
And I can't react
[Ally]
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out
[Rory & Ally]
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly, eyes that know me
[Rory]
And I can't go back
The moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
[Ally]
Well, you have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won
[Rory & Ally]
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice, you have a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing it loud
After the song final notes were played on Sam's guitar, Rory and I kissed and everyone applauded us. I know it's not exactly a Christmas song, but whenever I hear it, I always thought of Christmas.
"Now I hope you two aren't going to be doing that all tonight." Kurt said and I rolled my eyes. I picked something off from the floor—it was someone's eraser—and I threw it at him.
"Shut up!" I said and I looked at Rory and smiled. I think I was happier now that we're all honest with each other.
"Wait, what's going on tonight?" Quinn asked.
"Family Christmas dinner." I said.
"Don't you usually do those on, I don't know—Christmas?" Puck questioned.
"Yes, but we are having ours early because Rory's family are coming into town and they'll be—joining us." I explained.
"Meeting the parents. Brutal." Santana said.
"Finn, why didn't you invite me?" Rachel asked Finn and I couldn't help but laugh. This should be funny.
"She didn't want me to." Finn said, pointing fingers at me. I looked at him with a devil eye stare that people told me was similar to Quinn's—Finn was going to be sleeping with one eye open tonight.
"Sorry, Rach, I love you, but meeting Rory's family is nerve wrecking enough, I don't need some competition with singing Christmas songs there too." I admitted. "And besides, stress is not good for the little one." I said looking down at my stomach, I was starting to show. I would be able to find out the gender soon enough.
"What do you have to worry about?" Mercedes asked.
"Well they are meeting his pregnant girlfriend…and may I mention, the baby…not his!" I said, it was bad enough me being in high school and being pregnant—they would judge me enough for that—but dating Rory and the baby's father actually being his ex-best friend Joe makes it worse.
"I'll tell you something, if they judge you for that let me know and I'll be over in a flash and I will give them a piece of my mind." Mercedes commented and I smiled.
"And I will go Lima Heights on their sorry asses."
"And hey, Rory loves you and he loves you and you love him, if they care about him, they will accept you. If they can't, that's their problem." Quinn said.
"Are they rich?" Sugar asked. I looked to Rory, I didn't want to answer that question.
"No." Rory answered.
"Big family?" Tina asked.
"Just my parents and my brother, Seamus." Rory said. "Don't worry, they're going to love you." He said and hugged me.
"It looks like we might be here a while unless someone can get through the snow." Mr. Shue told us. Well this just keeps getting better and better.
"Sort of reminds of Christmas back in Michigan." I said and everyone looked at me; of course only Rory, Joe, Kurt, and Finn would understand. "I used to live there. Before I was adopted and moved here."
"I remember it. I got stuck at the foster home because we got snowed in." Kurt said and I grinned; at the time I was happy because at the time I had a friend with me. "It was also the first time—"
"Don't you dare!" I warned.
"...I got her to sing in front of people." Kurt finished. I hated when people told people about my past, I didn't really like looking back on it since back then I was a scared little girl who was all alone and who's best friend was her foster mother; of course, before I met Kurt back then.
"Excuse me for not liking to perform in front of people at age eleven." I commented, sometimes having brothers sucked.
"Tell us Kurt. All about it." Tina said and I sighed as Kurt started to tell the story.
It was around Christmas 2005 and I was still an orphan. I was living at one of the foster homes in Michigan—they had a couple more; but I get the one where most of the people in it suck.
I was in my room, alone like I usually did until the girl in the room next to mine, Carrie, stopped by. "What do you need?" I asked, she mostly just came in there to bug me. For some reason she hated me. I think it was because Ms. Dickson may have liked me better and somehow even with my stage fright, always picked me to sing whenever guests were coming over.
"She picked you again." She said. Of course, I always say "no", but of course, every year she always tries to get me to perform. She has guests over, it's like a program to take one of the foster kids home for Christmas and she invites the whole community, it's a program and a fun party I guess.
Personally, I hate them because it forces me to wear a dress, when I don't do anything but sit in the back except when she is fighting with me to sing some Christmas songs.
"Fine, I'll go talk to her." I said as I got up and went to find her. Carrie was also a singer, but wasn't as good as me; not my words, but in a way it's true, a lot of people say so. But the difference is she likes to perform and I don't.
"Carrie should perform. Not me." I said, once I found her setting up.
"Nosense, you'll be fine." She insisted.
"We go through this every year. I don't perform, Ms. Dickson. I never will, so can you just give it to Carrie, you know, the girl who can sings, but likes performing?" I replied.
"But you're better." She whispered. Didn't I say so? It wasn't that I was better than Carrie persay—I guess I wasn't as much of a Diva as she was—or my voice could be something more people would enjoy if it was heard.
"And besides, Kurt told me you agreed to do a duet." She added, before leaving me alone with Carrie.
Later Kurt arrived and I found him and he knew that I was angry at what he did. "You'll love me after we do this." Kurt said.
"You know Carrie was so close to killing me?" I questioned.
"She can sing it with us. Now come on." Kurt said and pulled me back onto the stage. Carrie was on there, I guess he talked to her earlier. I tried to get away, but he wouldn't let me go.
"Kurt let me go. I can't do this." I said.
"Yes you can, you just need to do it." He said, putting a microphone in my hand and starting the music as people filled the room. Kurt started off the song.
[Kurt]
O holy night, the stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear Savior's birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
'Til He appeared and the soul felt its worth
[Carrie]
A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn'
Oh great, those two were looking at me. They wanted me to sing now—I looked out and people were staring. I can't, I can't do this. I looked at Kurt again and he smiled. I wanted to run, but instead I took a breath
[Ally]
Fall on your knees, O hear the angels' voices
O night divine, O night when Christ was born
O night divine, O night, O night divine
I was now smiling. People seemed to like it and I saw Ms. Dickson and she was happy. I think I was happy up here too.
A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn'
Fall on your knees, O hear the angels' voices
O night divine, O night when Christ was born
O night divine, O night divine,
[Kurt, Ally, & Carrie]
(O night divine)
Oh yes, it was
(O night divine)
O, it is the night of our dear Savior's birth
(O night divine)
It was a holy, holy, holy, holy
(O night divine)
Oh, oh, oh, yes it was
[Kurt]
O night divine, O night
[Carrie]
O night divine, O night
[Ally]
O night divine
"…And then we all got snowed into the place and spent Christmas in a foster home." I finished. "The weather is worse there than it is here."
"Now can we forget about that story?" I asked.
"I won't." Rory said and I snuggled into his touch.
"Neither will I." We turned around as we saw my father enter the room; I guess he made it to the school.
"How did you get passed the snow and traffic?" Kurt asked.
"What?" He asked and I rolled my eyes. I guess Principal Figgins lied to keep us all in school instead of sending us home. We really need a new principal. "Kurt told me about the blackout and I came to get my kids…and Rory and Rachel."
"I guess I will be joining you guys." Rachel commented.
"No competition though." Burt warned. Ally smiled, she and Rory told him about the baby a few weeks ago and was about to kill Rory until they then explained some other details. And then he looked at Joe, who then turned to me. I mouthed "Run" and he got up and left the room in a hurry.
"Dad, don't kill him. I am mad and Rory hates him, but I think he deserves to live." I said and he nodded; I think he didn't want me stressed out so I would stop him and that would hurt the baby; I really wish I could see what I was having now so I could say he or she instead if the baby.
"I just want to sing one more song before we leave." I said and Sam played the guitar again.
Little boy, six years old
A little too used to being alone
Another new mom and dad
Another school, another house that'll never be a home
When people ask him how he likes this place
He looks up and says with a smile upon his face
"This is my temporary home, it's not where I belong
Windows and rooms that I'm passing through
This is just a stop on the way to where I'm going
I'm not afraid because I know this is my temporary home.
Hmmmm...
Old man, hospital bed
The room is filled with people he loves
And he whispers "Don't cry for me, I'll see you all someday"
He looks up and says "I can see God's face"
"This is my temporary home, it's not where I belong
Windows and rooms that I'm passing through
This was just a stop on the way to where I'm going
I'm not afraid because I know this was my temporary home"
This is our temporary home
This is our temporary home.
This is very late, but hey it's still technically Christmas where I am. Anyway, this is a two parter, which I will try to get up quickly.
Anyway so, we're going to meet Rory's family, who are going to meet Ally. How do you think that will go?
Songs: Falling Slowly (Kris Allen), O Holy Night (Traditional), & Temporary Home (Carrie Underwood).
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