Author's Note: Here's a little something that I thought I'd share with you. It's Christmastime and I decided to celebrate with one of my favorite pairings. Let me know if you liked it. I love reviews. Happy Holidays, everyone!

I woke up briskly on this crisp winter's morning with a somewhat somber heart.

Christmas Eve, I thought as I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. I had a present for Charlie wrapped and under the tree I forced him to chop down at the tree mill. I got him a sweater and a gun cleaning kit that I found at a shop downtown. His old one was about thirty years old and it was rusting, despite his usual up-keep. I also got Billy some more bait hooks for his future fishing trips. I wasn't sure if he'd need them, but I thought it was a nice gesture.

I got Renee a fifty dollar gift card to Macy's and a necklace with a Ruby stone in the center that she had been eying the last time I visited her in Phoenix. She was the type that you really couldn't buy a sweater. She was my opposite, so I supposed she'd love a shopping spree. I got Emily an identical necklace, except with a sapphire jewel instead. All together that set me back about $250, out of the $400 I had saved up for this occasion.

I even got the Pack presents too. I got Quil a book called, "Pick-Up Lines the Ladies will Love," which I thought he'd get a good laugh. I got Sam a book titled, "How to Manage Unruly Boys," as both a gag gift and maybe a serious read. Embry will receive a book full of prank ideas I hope he uses on Quil. Paul gets boxing gloves. Jared will get a book of jokes that won't offend his new girlfriend, Kim. Leah will get two necklaces with emeralds as jewels; just in case one of them breaks during… you know transformation. Finally, Seth will get a book titled "How to Stay Out of Trouble," for Leah's sake, and also he will get two free passes to get surfing lessons tucked inside the book .

Now all that was left was Jake. I always think separately for them because Jake has been much higher of a priority since we've been together. I figured I'd spend tonight bustling in the kitchen with Emily making a Christmas Eve dinner and give them all theirs during dessert.

I had set my alarm early today just to go out and get the rest of this nonsense—motivating myself to think that hard, that was the tricky part.

I began by throwing the quilt off of my warm body to welcome the cold. Oddly enough, I had adjusted to the weather since I moved here and I was beginning to like it here in Forks, Washington. But maybe that had to do with a certain Werewolf. He was a very good persuader.

I had taken a shower the night before, so I would have more time today, so I threw on my jeans, two shirts, my parka, and stumbled downstairs to the coffee maker. It was five in the morning, and as perky as I was in the morning, I still felt like I needed the extra jolt today.

"What are you doing up so early in the morning?" asked a very startling wake-up call from Charlie. It was so startling that I fumbled the coffee grounds into the sink. "And why are you making coffee? There is already a batch in the pot."

I looked to the pot of coffee and realized that it was still hot. I could be so oblivious sometimes. "I thought I'd get up early and finish shopping for the Quileute boys," I replied sheepishly.

He took another sip of his black liquid before speaking again, "I see. Well be careful today, last minute shopping can be hectic I hear." It seemed like he had no idea what he was talking about, but I let it slide for the sake of conversation, and poured myself a cup.

"Why are you up so early?" I asked as I took a sip as well, turning around to fully absorb my father in a rope and slippers.

"Well my body doesn't let me sleep in past four thirty," he remarked with a smile. "Don't ever get old, Bells. It wears ya' down."

"I'll do my best," I chuckled.

With that, he walked to the living room and flipped on the television. I downed my cup and headed into the slushy snow covered wonderland that was my town.

Newton's Olympic Outfitters was almost always open, except tomorrow on Christmas Day, which was to be expected. Looking for a present for Jake wasn't going to be easy. He was my best friend and so much more than that. How could I express my love for him without being underrated or overrated?

I searched with no end in sight. Hours passed. It seemed that things were either too cheesy, or too silly. My deadline was noon. It was only a half an hour till I breached eleven. My head was throbbing, my palms were starting to sweat, and I knew I should have eaten breakfast. Maybe it would have been easier to think.

It was then that I realized I was thinking too hard about this…

This was Jake. He was the closest person to my heart. Ever since Edward, Jake had been the one to stay by my side no matter what. He kept me sane when I thought I was crazy. He was the one to walk beside me on the beach and hold my hand when I felt that inside I was falling apart. He never overstepped his boundaries, or pushed me. He was there as my best friend, and my support. Through all the mess, he had been the one to wait until I was ready. Jake was so selfless and so caring. He was the only one to understand me when I felt so deeply alone and abandoned. He made me laugh when I didn't think I could ever again. My smiles were real because of him, and the nightmares disappeared.

Ever since that day that I was about to jump off that cliff—not knowing if I would make it into the water, or die on the jagged rocks below—he had been the one to grab my hand and pulled me back. Victoria was gone because of him and the boys. It was a miracle that he made it to me in time, because that was the turning point. That moment opened my eyes and made me realized I didn't need to be wasting away and chasing a fantasy. He was the one who unclouded my judgment. He was and still is my eternal sunshine in this world.

So why was I worried about some stupid thing like a Christmas present? I knew what I would be getting him and I ran back to the second isle of Newton's, bought it and ran back to my house to finish it.