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|    [all-xf] Fan fic - THE LAST CHRISTMAS (P    |
|    15 Jul 07 18:28:20    |
      From: dmcintoshtx@yahoo.com              ONE YEAR LATER              "Do you think we have enough rolls? What about pies? I could make up       a couple more apple pies; everyone likes apple pies."              "Calm down, Alex, we have plenty of everything. Besides, I know for a       fact, Rachel's bringing food and so is Eleanor. We've got enough food       here for an army."              "This is the first time we've had them all here at once. I want to       make sure there's plenty of everything. What about ice? Did you       check the ice maker to make sure it's full?"              "It's full. C'mon in here a few minutes before they all get here. I       want to give you something; a gift."              "Walter, it's not Christmas yet!"              "Humor me, will you?"              Alex allowed himself to be taken in hand and led into the living room       stacked high with presents. Walter pulled a small package out of his       pocket and handed it to him.              "What is it?" Alex looked at the small box in awe.              "Open it and find out."              "Should I wait until the others get here and everyone is opening their       presents? Isn't this cheating opening one early?"              "No. This is a special gift. It's private."              Alex undid the gold ribbon and the shiny paper and lifted the lid off       the brown velvet jewelry box. Two gold rings were nestled into the       satin interior.               "I know we're not married, Alex, but I feel like we are. We've been       together a year now and it's been the best year of my life. We said       we'd see how things would work out for us. We bought this old house       and fixed it up; I know there's still a lot more it needs, but I was       thinking; well, maybe we could agree to make this a permanent       arrangement. I don't want it to ever end, Alex. I want to make the       commitment; I want the world to know that you belong to me and I       belong to you. What do you think? Are you ready to make a       commitment? Will you wear my ring?"              Alex leaned his forehead against Walter's chest; clutching the ring       box tightly. It took several moments before he found his voice.              "Can I put it on now?" He raised his head and blinked back the tears.              "Absolutely. I had them engraved inside. This one is mine. See?"              Alex read the tiny engraving inside the plain gold band. "I belong to       Alex". He grinned and looked inside his ring. It said, "I belong to       Walter". He started to put it on but Walter stopped him.              "Uh uh. I get to do that." He took Alex's ring and slid it on the       third finger of his left hand. "I love you, Alex, and nothing in this       world will ever change that."              Alex took Walter's ring and slid it on to his finger. "I'll love you       till I take my last breath; and then, I'll love you even more."              They kissed and clung to each other, swaying back and forth a little       in front of their first Christmas tree, neither having words to       express their feelings so they just stood there staring into each       other's eyes and hugging.              Soon the room was filled with the whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp, of a       helicopter rotor overhead.                "Looks like the General and Eleanor are here. They headed out into       the hall, past the huge wrapped crates and grabbed their coats off the       coat rack by the front door. Out on the front lawn the General was       unloading box after box and stacking them in the snow. Bruce and       Chuck were helping to unload while Eleanor and Chuck's wife Alexis       carried packages of food towards the house.                     "I just can't believe what you've done with the place! Your lights       and decorations are just beautiful!" Eleanor was saying as Walter and       Alex helped them with their packages.              They carried their bundles inside and went back outside for another load.              "More gifts?" Walter asked the General? "We're not going to have       room for much more. The living room is already loaded, and the hall       is filling up as well."              "Well good! It's Christmas. There's gonna be a lot of us here and we       need a lot of stuff!" The General answered blowing puffs of vapor       smoke out with every word.              "Tony and Rachel didn't come with you?"               "They were running late and Tommy had business in Syracuse so they       decided to drive in from there. They'll be along in a couple of       hours." They removed their boots and coats and hung them in the hall       and gathered by the fire.               "Oh this is nice! Your tree is beautiful!" Alexis exclaimed. "This       is going to be so much fun!" She went on into the kitchen where       Eleanor was unloading the food.              "Just because the others aren't here yet, don't mean we can't start       the party!" The General headed for the bar set up in the library       across the hall from the living room. He stopped and caressed the       molding in the doorway. "I can't believe you two did such a great job       stripping and refinishing all this molding. You two ever decide you       want to work for me, let me know. I got people calling all the time       wanting to redo these old houses."              "We got enough work left to do with this one for the next several       years. I don't think we'll be out looking for work any time soon."        Walter assured him. "We've been mostly working on the downstairs; we       still have the upstairs hallway and all that molding to do and then       the wall paper. We did get all the floors upstairs as well as down,       refinished though and the plumbers you sent over got all four       bathrooms upstairs finished now. They did a great job."              "They always do; I trained them!" The General smiled and lifted his       glass in a toast.              Walter joined him with a drink of his own, "Cheers".               Feet were running up and down the stairs and Alexis was squealing.        Bruce had grabbed her and had her over his shoulder, "I tell you,       you're mine! I just won you in a bet!"              "Now hold on there a minute, Cowboy," Chuck was laughing, "I bet you a       week's home cooking by Alexis. That don't mean you get to take her       home; it just means you have to eat her cooking and if you've ever       tasted it; you'll realize you actually lost the bet in the long run."              "Hey, I resent that," Alexis was swinging at Chuck and Bruce decided       he'd give her back. He tossed her into Chuck's arms and headed for       the bar. Chuck slapped her on the butt and said, "In the kitchen,       woman! I need food!" She responded by grabbing him by the ear and       dragging him into the kitchen with her, laughing at his, "Ow, ow, ow"       all the way.               Walter caught Alex's eye and they huddled in the hallway. "Having       fun?" Walter asked caressing Alex's shoulder.              "I love it!"              "Good. The General was telling me there's another storm headed this       way. We could be snowed in. Like last year."              "This is not like last year." Alex shook his head, "bigger tree this       year." They shared a private grin.              "Yeah; it's a lot nosier too. I'm glad we decided to make the master       bedroom downstairs and all the guest rooms' upstairs."              "Me too. I have a feeling it's going to be a long night."              "It will be; but it'll be fun; I promise you. I can hardly wait for       you to see what I got you!"                     [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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