Happy Holidays Everyone!
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The Giving Tree
It was just a small, plastic tree. Sad, really, when one
thought about it. Sandy didn't think about it, though. She
just sat at her table, by the tree, and watched the holiday
shoppers go by. They were to busy checking thier lists to
notice the small tree or the teen girl who sat beside it.
Sandy looked at the small stack of paper angels. Some were
boys, some were girls. Her name was in there, as well as her
sister's. They were just two of the fifteen children living
in the Salem Center Children's Home. The orphanage. She sighed.
No one had picked out a paper angel, and hung it on the tree.
That meant that none of the others at the Home would be getting
gifts this Christmas. Sandy didn't care so much, but for her
sister Beth, and the other children, it would be a lonely
Rogue checked her list. She had finally found the perfect
gift to give the Professor, the next to last name on her list.
The last... Well, she did not even know if she was going to
get him something yet. Rogue was fairly certain that Remy
wasn't going to be giving her anything this year. Not after
the way it had ended between them. Heading toward the revolving
doors that would let her back into the cold December wind,
she almost missed the small tree and skinny girl next to it.
Almost, but not quite. Pausing, she looked at it. She just
about moved on, but a spark of hope in the girl's eyes prompted
her to ask, "What's this foh, sugah?"
Sandy smiled, elated. "For the Salem Center Children's Home!
Y'see, you pick one of these angels, here, and it tells you
about one of the kids in the Home. It will also say what they
want for Christmas, and you hang up the angel and go buy the
gift. Then you come by the Home sometime and give it to them!"
Rogue felt a tug on her heart listening to the girl. "Are
you from the home, sugah?"
Sandy looked down. "Well, yeah. Me'n my little sister, Beth,
we got dumped there by our last foster family."
Rogue smiled in sympathy. "Which angel is yoah sistah's?"
Sandy handed her one. It read
A pair of rollerskates.
Rogue grinned. "Ah will take this one."
Sandy's smile was blinding as Rogue hung up the small angel.
"We're giving out gifts Christmas Eve!" She called as Rogue
went off to get the skates. As Rogue was cutting through the
department store, she noticed a holiday special on Issey Miyake's
Homme cologne. That was Remy's favorite. Well....maybe...
Rogue paused to speak to the saleswoman. As she was leaving
the mall, she was not one, but two bags heavier.
All the names were up... Exept one. Beth kept looking at
Sandy's angel. No one wanted to buy a gift for a seventeen
year old girl. She wasn't young, and cute. She was almost
an adult. But Beth felt bad. Sandy was so good to her and
all the other kids! It wasn't fair!
Miss Lowe put her hand on Beth's shoulder. "Don't worry dear.
Someone will hang up your sister's angel."
Beth sighed. She wasn't sure. "But what if they don't? Tomorrow's
Christmas Eve! She may not get anything!"
Miss Lowe tried to reassure Beth, but in her own heart, she
Remy whistled cheerfully. He had finally found something
for Scott, the next to last person on his list. The last person...
Well, he didn't know. He didn't think Rogue would be getting
him anything. Heading toward the exit, he noticed a small
table set up next to a tree with paper angels hanging from
it. Sitting at the table was a matronly woman and a small
He went over, curious. "Happy Holidays, mes amies. What is
all dis for?"
The woman smiled at him. "Beth and myself are from the Salem
Center Children's Home. We are asking people to pick a child
and donate a gift for them. By choosing one of the children,
and purchasing the gift mentioned on thier angel, you are
helping make thier Christmas a little brighter."
"Except everyone's been chose but my sister!" The girl wailed.
"Hush, Beth." The woman tried to shush her, but Remy bent
down and looked the girl in the eye. "Why hasn't anyone chosen
votre soeur, Petite?"
"Cause she's older than the rest of us, and no one cares
about old kids." Beth had a tear shimmering in her eye. "But
mister, she's so wonderful! She took care of me when my mom
left, and never let my dad beat on me, and..."
"That's enough Beth." Miss Lowe told her sternly.
Remy straightened up. "I agree, dat does sound like a puissante
bonne soeur." He picked up the remaining angel. All the girl
wanted was a CD. "You know, Petite, I think I 'ave some Christmas
money left over. Perhaps Sandy wouldn't mind me gettin' her
Beth beamed at him. "Oh yes! We are giving out gifts tomorrow
night. Come then!" She told Remy as he hung up the angel.
"Thank you so much!" She called after him.
Passing by the jewllery story on his way to Sam Goody, Remy
noticed a ring with a small star sapphire sitting in it's
center, displayed in the case. He remembered Rogue mentioning
how pretty she thought star sapphires were. Asking about the
price, he found that it wasn't cheap, yet was not so expensive
that one friend might not give it to another. He thought about
it on his way to the music store.
As Remy left the mall, he was not one bag heavier, but two.
Sandy looked around the room. Most of the people who had
bought gifts for the kids had just come by the Home and dropped
them off. A few had stayed to chat for a moment or two. Beth
and herself were the only two children who had yet to receive
a visitor and a gift. Suddenly, the door swung open, and the
best looking man she had even seen came inside.
"Merry Christmas, mon petit choux! And you mus' be Sandy."
The man held a wrapped gift out to her.
"Th...thanks." She stammered. Opening the gift she found
a new portable CD player and a gift certificate for one hundred
dollars at Sam Goody. "Wow. I mean, WOW! Thanks!"
"Doan worry. I 'ave things for all of you!" Remy grinned
at the kids and began handing out gifts. Beth beamed. She
was just opening a gift from Remy when someone else came in
the door. Action stopped as a beautiful woman glanced around.
"Am Ah to late?"
"No, no!" Miss Lowe hurried to assure her. "We were just
enjoying some time with our new Santa!"
"Well, In that case..." Rogue began, but stopped as the "Santa"
turned around. "Remy?"
"'Allo Rogue." Remy smiled at her, some what shyly.
She stared at him a moment, then shook her head. Glancing
at the kids she smiled. "Which one'o y'all is Beth?"
Beth raised her hand, and Rogue went over to her. "Here ya
go. Yoah sister seems to think mighty highly of you." Rogue
winked at the girl, as she opened a box not only to find skates,
but a complete set of protective gear, and passes to the local
"Ah brought stuff foah all'o y'all, but it seems like Remy
beat me to it." She winked at him as the kids started clamoring
for more gifts.
Later that night, they left the home, telling the kids goodbye
and promising to visit again soon. Outside, they stood, unsure,
each waiting for the other to say the first thing. Finally
Rogue took the plunge.
"That was really sweet o'yah to get all those kids presents,
"I wasn't de only one, Chere." Remy grinned at her.
"Well, yeah." She smiled. Looking at Remy, she wanted to
say more, tell him just how miserable she had been since they
broke up. She wished he would hold her and tell her that they
could be together, but she knew it was futile. Finally, she
had to say something. "Ah...ah got you something, too, Remy."
Remy, who had been imagining taking her in his arms and telling
her how much he loved and missed her, was startled. "You did,
"Yeah. Well, Ah saw it, and though o'ya. And well, it just
seemed lahk a nice thing ta do. It is Christmas and all."
She ended lamely.
He smiled. "I got you somet'in', too."
Rogue was surprised. "Ya did? Ya didn't have ta do that."
Remy shrugged. "I know chere. But I wan'ed to."
"Ya did?" Rogue mentally kicked herself. She sounded like
"Yeah." Remy felt dumb. He pulled out a small wrapped box.
"Merry Christmas, Rogue."
Rogue dug in her coat pocket and retrieved her gift for him.
"Merry Christmas Remy."
Rogue was the first to open her gift. "Oh sugah! This is
beautiful! Ya remembered I like star sapphires!"
"And you remembered my favorite cologne." Remy said, pleased.
"Well... Remy, I remember a lot 'o things. Like... Like the
way you used to hold me when we watched the stars."
Gambit was floored. "Roguie...I didn't... I mean, I thought..."
He felt like singing and dancing. "Do you 'member de way I
used to tell you I loved you?"
Rogue blushed. "Every night, sugah." She whispered.
Remy pulled her to him. Whispering, he said in her ear, "I
love you, Roguie. I always have."
She began to cry. Twining her arms around his neck she murmered
in reply, "I love you, too, Rem. And I always will."
Above, two girls peeked out a bedroom window. Then with a
smile, Sandy and Beth returned to thier heavenly home, taking
a sad little tree with them, and leaving behind two happy
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