The cold chilly air blew against her sweater as she made her way to her destination. Even though it was short walk through the apartment, the air held frost. Which made her ears ache. She walked to the door that said R82. She knocked on the door repeatedly until a gruff voice rasped, " It's open!" She cautiously opened the door and a foul odor hit her. she looked at her surroundings. Beer bottles everywhere, dishes on the sink growing mold. Various pizza boxes that were stuffed in the trashcan, that was overflowing with garbage. She trembled.

A man with shaggy brown hair, a stubble, dressed in only a beater and jean shorts sat on a worn out couch. A toothpick hung lazily on the corner of his mouth, he chewed on it and eyed her.

" So whadda ya need?" He asked and crossed his arms on his chest. Before she could respond, he stopped her and walked to the fridge. " You want some beer?" He asked as he pulled out a Budlight.

She was appalled, "No, I don't drink and you know that." she replied.

He shrugged, " Suit yourself," He tossed out his toothpick and took a long swig of beer.

"You know what I need Jack." She said.

He growled, "I'm not signing those damn papers, Kim."

" I want this divorce Jack and you aren't going to stop it." Kim said.

He shook his head, " I'm not signing and that's final." " You're not the same woman I married".

Her jaw clenched, she slammed the papers down the counter. She turned around and left, leaving the man she (once) loved, alone.

Taking the bus home, she sighed and looked forward trying to get her thoughts together. The bus stopped and allowed the awaiting passengers in. A man helped his pregnant wife to a seat. She felt miserable, half of her wanting to be with Jack again, wanting to start a family with him. But, a bump on the road came, a co-worker, Mark Widler, happened. All of a sudden Kim felt she lost interest in Jack and became more fond of Mark. Before Kim knew it Mark and Kim began doing more things that were couple-like.

Jack became jealous, and wanted Mark to stay away. Unfortunately, Kim decided she was done with Jack, Jack moved out, and became what he is today. The bus pulled up to a station that was close to home. She walked the half mile home. She walked up to her porch and unlocked her door. She walked to her room and sat herself down on her bed. She pulled open a drawer and pulled out a picture.

It was Jack and Kim, a picture of them hugging each other and holding hands at the same time... On their wedding. A memory flashed to when Jack proposed...

After Kim's college graduation, Jack took her aside from her party and treated her to dinner, and afterward took her on walk around an abandoned spot on the beach.

"Kim I know, we've known each other since college, and I wanted to know..." Jack said and got down on one knee and pulled out a small black velvet box. "If you'll make me the happiest guy in the world... So Kim Crawford will you marry me?" Jack asked. Kim was breathless, so she threw her arms around Jack and kissed while mumbling a yes! Soon after clarifying the 'yes' a heavy make-out session turned out to be something more...

She sighed and put the picture back. She lied down and looked at the empty spot that once Jack had claimed. Her phone buzzed. She pulled it out and read the text message Mark left.

'Christmas is coming soon and I want you to join me here in Nevada' Kim's car was in the shop and she didn't know if her friends were able to drive her all the way there, and a flight would cost her. Yet she had another option... she was going to regret it, but she did want to go with Mark.

'Yeah, just give me a few days'Kim replied...

Jack was busy eyeing the wedding photo he had kept, when he heard a knock he sighed and walked over to the door. He opened the door and saw Kim.

"Kim I told you I wasn't going to-"

" No, listen. Mark wants me to join him in Nevada and I want you to drive me there" Jack eyed her to see if she was playing any tricks.

"Why me?"

"Because my car's in the shop, my friends aren't willing to help and your the only option I have" Kim replied.

"What about a flight there instead?"

"Flights would cost a fortune!"

Jack scratched his chin and nodded,"Okay"

"R-Really?" He nodded again.

"Thanks..." Kim said as she spun around and left him.

He smiled a little and looked back at the picture haunting him with such beautiful memories...

"It's open!" Jack shouted. Kim opened the door and lugged her suitcase. "It's a 2 day drive so just be ready..."Jack said and grabbed her suitcase. He walked outside and locked his door. He walked to his car with Kim following like a lost puppy. He dragged her to a worn out Jeep. He put her suitcase in the back and got in. Kim slowly and cautiously stepped in the car. She looked at the back as the Jeep's engine rattled. Garbage, a polo shirt that had 'FFP' written on it, a cap that followed the uniform and wrappers.

She looked back and they were on the road. "How can you withstand all of that garbage?!"

He shrugged " I dunno" She rolled her eyes at his response. She noticed the seats were old and worn out. Her seat was starting to open revealing foam and scratches. She shivered and put her seat belt on.

"If you're uncomfortable I can always leave you out on the road"

"I' rather, but right now Mark's more important..." She noticed Jack grimace. His hand clenched on the wheel and didn't respond for a good hour. She turned to her side and began to close her eyes. As her mind shifted off to a dream, Jack smiled a bit before his smile drooped down.

He wanted to spend a little more time with his wife, before things start to go downhill...

Hello everybody! How are you? This is my first Christmas one-shot, a 3 shot actually... I dunno depending on how it goes.

Disclaimer- I do not own anything! Except the plot.

BTW-Inspired by one of Olyve's one-shot, forgot the name of the one-shot, but all credit goes to her!

Question of the Day-Favorite kid's show as a little kid?

Food of the Day-Chicken wings!

Song of the Day-Titanium by Boyce Avenue

Until next time!