Scallison Oneshots

Angels Part 1

Allison is and angel who is sent down to earth to make Christmas miracles happen when Scott meets her.
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DAY 9:

Allison smiled at the family through the window of their warmly lit house before walking away. She had just saved their family from falling apart. How, you ask? Well, Allison Argent was a Christmas Angel. She was sent down to America every year with a number of assignments that she had to finish before Christmas came around that year. She had just finished her last assignment of the year and there were six days before Christmas.

Her friend Lydia was working in Ohio this year, and Allison had gotten the quaint little town of Beacon Hills, California. She didn't really like it here, its where he father lived and she never really got to spend time with her father. Her mother, who was an angel just like Allison, had come to Beacon Hills and met her father. They had fallen deeply in love, but then her mother had to go back to the North Pole. Chris, Allison's father, was devastated. It was only after Victoria, Allison's mother, had made it back to the North Pole that she realized she was with child.

Allison hadn't really known her father as she was growing up. Her mother brought her down once when she was eleven, right before she had gotten her wings. Her father had been surprised that she was even alive but he quickly welcomed her with open arms. About a year later her mother died.

Her mother was out on one of her yearly miracle trips when she was hit by a drunk driver. She died instantly. The other driver didn't survive either. Allison was devastated when she heard it. She went down to America to spend a few years with her father. It was probably about time that she went to visit him again.

Allison walked up the driveway of her father's home. She hadn't seen her father in about a year and a half. She missed him dearly but she did have her duty as a Christmas Angel to bring people the Christmas miracles they deserved.

She walked up to the door and knocked. A man with tan skin and a crooked jaw answered the door. His warm brown eye's widened as he took in the sight before him.

"Y-You have wings!" He stuttered out. Allison gave him a soft smile.

"I'm an angel. People can't usually see me unless I want them too though." She said softly. "And when they do, my wings are invisible. Mind telling me where my father is?" She asked. The man opened and closed his mouth a few times before letting out a startled noise.

"A-Away on business. I'm house sitting. He'll be back in about four or five day's." Scott got out quickly.

"Thank you..." Allison trailed off, not knowing the man's name.

"Scott." The man, Scott, supplied.

"Thank you Scott. Mind if I come in?" She asked.

"N-Not at all." Scott said as he opened the door wider.