Jinx sat in front of the fireplace they had put in the Hive 5 H.Q. for the Christmas holidays. It was Christmas Eve. She had, for the festivities, put on a Santa hat, but was in no good mood. While the other five had went to 'celebrate' the holiday, Jinx had stayed home, deciding to take a break.

In front of her sat a piece of pink paper, and a black pen. She had seen a commercial today, the main focus of it,"What's your one christmas wish?", and it had made her think. She no longer believed in Santa, she was far too old too. But she still believed in the spirit of Christmas, as it was the season of Hope. And she hoped for only one thing.

Dear Santa,

All I want for Christmas is the Kid Flash. I know, it's hard to do, as he is probably fighting off different villains, but, all I want is him. Ever since the big battle between good and evil started, I haven't seen him. And I miss him. It's hard not to see your boyfriend for weeks, sometimes even months at a time.

I miss his laughter, his smile, his shining blue eyes, heck, I miss all of him! The way after we kiss he'd look as if it was something special, how he'd leave me sweet gifts, how whenever we had to leave, he'd get this sad look on his face, as if this was the last time we'd ever see each other. And, there always was a chance that we wouldn't.

Since the battle began, there was a chance of someone never returning. He would always wipe my tears away, promising we'd see each other, that when he got back, we would have fun, do something like normal couples. But, I never knew if he was lying or not, just making promises to ease my worried soul.

I feel like a wreck, depending on those memories of us I have to keep me happy. I'm always afraid to look back on them, as if I may forget them. I've gone through them enough they're like a favorite movie that I know all the lines to, a stable thing to look at in this unstable world.

Sometimes, I think, if I wish hard enough, he'll be there right in front of me, waiting for me to jump into his outstretched arms. But then, reality pinches me. He doesn't have time, he's too busy fighting the good fight. But it doesn't keep me from wishing.

Now, I feel like a sap, laying out all my feelings for a fictional person who won't even see this letter. But, it makes me feel better, giving me at least an ounce of hope to pro-long my suffering, my heart-break at thinking my loved one may never come back. But, love is a funny thing. It'll keep making you turning your head, making sure things such as, "Did that just happen?", or, "Did he really mean it?". But, my letter is over now.

Love, Jinx.

She gave a sigh, feeling the tears coming back. Suddenly, she didn't feel so alone.

"Did you mean all that?" a voice whispered in her ear. She gave a gasp.

"Kid Flash!" she smiled, her face looking as if it could light up a city.

"You know what's funny? All I wanted for Christmas was you too." he said, grinning that smile she had come to dream about. He started to blush. She cocked an eyebrow up.

"What's wrong?"

"Look up." he teased. She followed suit, blushing with him.

"Mistletoe...Well, c'mon, Romeo." He jumped over the couch, sitting close beside her. As they kissed, she couldn't help but think, 'Thank you, Santa.', feeling compleatly at ease with this boy she loved.

As the fire burnt out, the couple sat cuddled together on the couch, holding each other as if the end of the world was coming, and they didn't want to end anywhere else but in each other's arms. Blissful smiles set upon both of their faces, they didn't have to worry about getting caught.

The Hive 5 were in jail.

A/N: Yay! That's my holiday fluff for the year. Thanks for reading, and hope you had a Happy Christkwanzakuh!

Aislinn of Azarath