Scallison Oneshots

My Christmas Wish

Scott visits Allison's grave for Christmas. (It made me cry, so good luck)
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DAY 7:

Scott got off of his bike and hung his helmet on the handle bar. The fresh snow crunched under his boots as he made his way across the cemetery. He missed her. He wasn't ready for this. Last year at Christmas, they were together. They exchanged gifts and spent the whole day just being together. And now she was gone.

Scott took a shaky breath and he made his way down the row that Allison's grave was in. He stopped in front of her grave and let a few tears fall. He had been here many times before but the words written on her gravestone were still heartbreaking.

Allison Victoria Argent

1994-2012

She was a daughter, lover, friend, fighter, and she died for what she loved, she died saving her friend's.

Scott sniffed and wiped his tears. He smiled as he looked down at her gravestone.

"Hey Alli. I bet you're laughing at me right now. I just wanted to come and wish you a merry Christmas." Scott said softly before taking a deep breath. "We all miss you. Not a day goes by that we don't want you back or think of things we could have done differently to save you."

Scott took a seat on the cold, snow covered ground. Allison had loved the snow.

"Stiles still blames himself but I know you don't, and none of us do either. We have to tell him a lot that we don't hate him." Scott sighed. "He's getting better. Isaac left for France with your dad. He couldn't handle being here after had died. They've been gone for about three months." Scott said.

"Malia is getting better at shifting back and forth though. And she's dating Stiles." Scott smiled at the memory of when Stiles told him he was dating Malia. He had been so happy. Lydia had been jealous of course.

"Lydia misses you but she's getting there. We all miss you Alli. So uhm.... merry Christmas, and I still love you. And if you wouldn't mind, tell your mother I forgive her." Scott wiped a few more tears before pulling a single white rose out of his pocket and put it on her gravestone.

Allison smiled and wiped a few tears away. She looked over at her mom who also had a few tears running down her cheeks.

"I love you too, Scott." Allison whispered as she watched Scott get back on his bike and drive away. "I'll always love you, Scott McCall."