Emily drove to the mall and climbed out, leaving her jacket in the car. The walk to the doors wasn't the far, and she didn't want to be bothered with dragging the bulky thing around. Not that she would be in the mall long. Oh no, not her. She was going into the first bookstore she saw, grab the first book she thought Reid would like, buy it, and then spend the rest of her day relaxing at home. Come Wednesday night, Emily would be going home and doing all sorts of family things. Joy.

As she walked into the bookstore, a new dilemma overcame Emily, Reid had read, like, every book on the planet. What do you get a guy who knows everything? She knew that Reid only really liked real stuff, so fiction was out of the question. A Harry Potter box set caught Emily's eye, and she looked a little closer at it. Then again, their little genius needed to learn to not take things so seriously, maybe Reid might like the boy wizard.

Emily sat the box down, deciding to browse before making her final decision. After a few minutes, she bumped into a stand, books crashing done around her. Emily jumped, and began putting the books back on their shelves. When she was done, she looked more closely at the books. Ah, Emily thought, the Twilight books. She had read them, just because everyone was talking about them, and she didn't want to be out of the loop. She thought they were okay, not really her type of book, but they weren't bad.

A devilish idea overtook her: should she get Reid Twilight for Christmas?

It would be funny to hear Reid talk about them, after all, the whole team knew every little fact there was about Edward Cullen, whom Garcia had been obsessed with for weeks. Emily kept walking, strolling through the unpopulated bookstore. Then she saw it: the perfect present.

Two large world encyclopedias that were on sale. Forty-five dollars. A done deal, Emily thought as she motioned to the clerk.

***

JJ stared at the large selection of ties in front of her. They were mostly plain, boring colours, the type that Hotch liked. Some had stripes, and JJ had considered the one that looked like a candy cane, after all, it was a Christmas present, but the part of her that knew her boss had argued. He would never wear it.

As JJ moved further down the row, the ties became increasingly sillier, one of them even lit up and sang 'Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer'. JJ giggled.

"Miss," one of the clerks called, JJ looked at him, and he continued, "if you are looking for ties, the ones in the back are for sale. Five ties and matching socks for ten dollars."

JJ smiled and headed toward where he had indicated, "Thank you."

One look at the ties and socks, and JJ just knew that Hotch would never wear them. Screw it. JJ thought. He will wear them, and he will like it. A little voice in the back of her head told her that she had just sounded like Garcia, but JJ ignored it.

She picked up a tie that had huge, yellow smiley faces covering every surface, she fished around and found the matching socks. One down, four to go. As JJ kept looking, she collected Carebear socks and a tie, a rainbow-coloured tie with a pair of socks and . . . JJ inspected a Spongebob tie but put it down. She stumbled across a pink tie with Elmo happily waving at her on it. Perfect.

"Excuse me," JJ asked a teenaged worker who was passing, "do you have any Christmas ties for sale?"

"Right over there," the girl pointed to a rack on the far right wall.

"Thanks," JJ walked over to it.

She searched through several Rudolph, snowman and Santa Clause ties before she found the one she was looking for.

The tie made her go awww. A little black and white penguin with bright orange feet and a bright orange beak stood smiling on the white fabric, a little red and white santa had on its head. It repeated in a diagonal pattern across the tie. When JJ found the match socks, she giggled. A little white pom-pom hung off the back off it. JJ added it to her Christmas basket.

She now had all five ties and pairs of socks, which meant that she could go home now, but a sign caught her attention. Personalized ties.

"How do you personalize ties?" JJ asked the manager, a middle-aged man.

"We can put a picture on the tie, or a name, or both." The man said.

"For how much?" JJ said, already searching her purse for the picture of the team that had been taken two weeks ago. They all looked like they were going to funeral, with the exception of Garcia, whose dress looked suspiciously like Minnie Mouse's, but it was a good picture.

"Depending on what we do, twenty to forty dollars." The man shrugged.

JJ showed him the picture, "how much would it cost to put this and 'Hotch' on a tie?" JJ went with her boss's nickname, not wanting the tie to be too official.

"Twenty-five," the man answered.

"Great, when will it be done?" JJ asked, brushing the hair out of her face.

"Two hours," the man said, writing down her order and taking the picture.

"See you then."

JJ paid for all six ties, and all five pairs of socks. Practically skipping out of the store, she smiled. She had the rest of the day.

***

Garcia bounced eagerly into her home, throwing her sparkling bag onto the floor and kicking off her shoes. To heck with the mall, this gal was making her present. First Garcia went into her room, pulling on old sweat pants and a sweater. Then she made lunch, before sitting in front of her baby.

As she waited for the laptop to boot up, Garcia thought about what she would make Rossi. As she had known the secret santa was coming for weeks (the idea had hit her mid-October), she had started preparing her gift. Of course, she hadn't known whom she would get, so she had made brief sketches of what she would make the team.

Purses for Emily and JJ, a new messenger bag for Reid (because the thing should be six feet under by now), and T-shirts for Morgan, Hotch and Rossi. Garcia finished her sandwich and gulped down the rest of her milk. Quickly she pulled up the document titled Rossi-SS. SS meaning secret santa. Absently she wondered what would become of the rest of her gifts, feeling slightly down that the world would never see her creations, but brightened up again as she realized that she now knew what to give the team for their birthdays.

Garcia tucked her feet under her. She already had the Rossi-sized pink T-shirt hidden in the back of her closet (it's better not to ask how she figured out the clothes size Rossi wears), so now all she needed to do was make the logo that would end up on the shirt.

Garcia looked at the black and white outline of what she already had done. Roughly five hundred or so lollipops littered the screen, over lapping each other. In large bubble letters was written 'FBEYE CANDY!' Garcia smiled to herself.

"Oh the genius that is me!" She sang loudly to herself.

She opened her panel of colours, and began filling out the lollipops in greens, blues, oranges, yellows and reds. Then she filled the letters in with a bright purple. Excellent, she grinned. She couldn't wait to see it on the actual shirt, but first she opened a special application and outlined the letters in a silvery colour that would sparkle once it was on the shirt.

Excellent. She thought again.

I do not own Elmo, Carebears, Criminal Minds, Harry Potter, Minnie Mouse, Rudolph, Santa Clause, Spongebob, the penguin tie that I found on the internet, the team picture I found on the internet or Twilight. Wow. I think that's the longest disclaimer I've ever written. I know nothing of making t-shirts, so go with me, k?

Once again, a big thank you to twinewclipdawn, we all love you!

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Happily holidays!

~DI4MGZ~