I know, this is late. But I will catch up! And finish Letters to the Moon. But, I write, and I celebrate Christmas. I couldn't NOT do this. So, enjoy our belated Christmas countdown!

Summary: Finally, it's December. As per his deal with Clay, Jensen can run free with all of his Christmas preparations. The unit is out shopping for gifts, already tired of Jensen's hyperactivity. And it's only the first day of December.

December 1

Jensen bounced around the store, completely unashamed as he sang Christmas music off key. Roque had already run for it, pretending he never knew the flamboyant hacker. Pooch and Jolene were debating doing the same as they followed behind Jensen, Jolene wondrously eying Jensen's reindeer antler headband. Clay had completely begged out of the trip, his annual (more like nightly) hangover knocking him flat.

Cougar, though. Cougar, man. Jensen turned back and grinned, all teeth, at the sniper. Cougar was the one person that was planning to stick around. Although, Cougar tersely smiled back at Jensen, if Jensen didn't shut up he would take a page from Pooch's book and solve that particular problem with a liberal application of duct tape. Pouting, Jensen skipped over to Cougar and slung an arm across the shorter man's shoulders.

"What's the matter, Cougs?" Tapping his hat up just a bit, Cougar silently looked at Jensen saying all he needed with just his eyes. No one else was as good as reading Cougar as Jensen, so there was no way the cheerful blonde didn't understand Cougar. "What?" Jensen dragged out the four letter word much longer than it should ever go and Cougar's eyebrows dropped into a straight line, deadpan. "It's Christmas!" Jensen slung his free arm wide, as if the ostentatious movement explained everything. It did and it didn't.

Cougar knew exactly why Jensen was so excitable. After all, Jensen did this whole thing every year and the rest had yet to learn that Jensen took gift shopping very seriously from day one. The only reason he waited until December to start watching Christmas movies and listening to the holiday music was because Clay made a deal with him after Jensen's first year with the Losers. No matter how Jolene asked, they would never explain to her the horror that first year was and why one of Roque's knives always ended up embedded in the Christmas tree.

"Yo, Jensen," Jensen turned to look over his and Cougar's shoulders at Pooch. "When do Jerri and Lexi get here?" Cougar shot Pooch a grateful look as Jensen switched gears.

"Jerri said they'd fly in on the 20th, the Saturday before. Then we'll decorate the tree together!" Pooch exchanged glances with Jolene, sharing a conversation without saying anything. Cougar, seeing this, stared into Jensen's baby blues and smiled. They would never be able to do that. Mostly because Jensen spoke way too much to have any sort of silent conversations.

Looking back to Jensen, Pooch's and Jolene's conversation seemed to have ended. "We'll drive and pick them up from the airport, if you want?" Jensen seemed to brighten up much more and Cougar had to hold him back from jumping the married couple in a hug with a placating hand gripped around Jensen's bicep.

"Thanks Pooch! Lexi will be so excited to hear that!" Jolene laughed and rubbed her hand across her considerable baby bump. Gasping, Jensen brought three pairs of worried eyes to him, but he waved them off. "I can't believe I forgot! I need to get your guys' presents. You can't be here when I get them." Jensen's eyes narrowed suspiciously behind his glasses and Cougar sighed.

Shaking his head Pooch looked up to the ceiling, muttering something about "crazy hackers obsessed with Christmas." Jolene lightly shoved Pooch, giggling since she was the only one to properly hear what he said. "We'll leave you two alone then, Jake." Jolene waved daintily at Jensen and pulled Pooch away, the two leaning towards each other whispering cutely to one another.

Pumped up once more, Jensen grabbed Cougar's hand and shouted, "Alright, let's go Cougs! Huh?" Cougar wasn't moving. Jensen looked back at the Mexican man and tugged at Cougar's hand again to no avail. "What's up, Cougar?"

Cougar shook his head and yanked Jensen towards him, smirking when the guero stumbled into Cougar's personal space. Resting a calloused hand against Jensen's waist, Cougar made sure he had Jensen's full attention. "Relax, mi cielo. Christmas will come when it comes." Jensen smiled as sheepishly as he possibly could. Cougar shook his head and smiled when Jensen's nose scrunched up at the unintentional eskimo kiss.

"Sorry. I'm just so excited."

"Lo sé." Pressing his lips against Jensen's in a quick, chaste kiss, Cougar released the grinning blonde from his grasp. Instead of running off once he was free, Jensen took Cougar's hand in his own and let Cougar set the pace.

Guero: White boy or girl. Fair skinned.

Mi cielo: translates as "my sky" but is used to mean, "you are my world."

Lo se: I know

It's short. I admit. But that was kind of the goal. Short and sweet. Let me know what you think!