i GOODNESS!!! THANK YOU!!!! Thank you to everyone who has been commenting and helping and faving my story. Your support has been pulling me through a very crappy time in my life! i have some special Christmas-y stuff for ya'll, McCoy discovers "The Santa" XDDDD

Thank you everyone!

~yuki /i

McCoy didn't know why he had decided to do this, and was still replaying the whole set of events in his mind...over and over...and over.

He and Jim had randomly decided something rather silly, and now here he was, two days to the "Christmas" and he was all but pulling his hair out where he stood in the small shopping mall over it.

The conversation flashed through his mind for the millionth time that day.

Begin flashback

McCoy sat on his bed, reading an article about old Earth holidays. It was ten days from the old celebration of Christmas. McCoy had always found the whole story rather silly. The part about the Santa made him sigh. If he where a child, sitting in bed, waiting for a fat man to break into his house, he would have been scared senseless. He shared this information with Jim, who was sitting across from him on his own computer panel. The blond had laughed himself silly.

"That's not the point Bones! C'mon, you go out and get a thoughtful gift for someone you care about, then give it to them on Christmas morning, then do something cool for dinner. There's also that junk about the tree, but since its illegal to cut pine trees down for pointless reasons now, that ideas long dead." Jim was well mannered in his history. *** kid had an antique love like no other.

McCoy went back to staring at his panel, but did not have long to think about it, because Jim spoke again.

"We should do it..." He stated firmly.

"Do what?" McCoy had a feeling he knew what was coming however, he could read it in Jim's eyes.

"Lets do the whole Christmas thing, minus The Santa and the tree. I think it against regulations to have a fat, red guy break in. We could get each other a gift and go out for dinner somewhere nice!" Jim looked thoroughly warmed by the thought. And it was that excited joy that had made McCoy give in without a fight.

End flashback

And that was how McCoy had wound up standing in the mall, trying to think of what to get Jim. No matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn't think of anything at all. He went into store after store after store. He had asked Jim for some request. Nothing. Jim didn't help. He said he would love anything.

So this wound up with McCoy outside an old antique store in the mall. He felt his chest heat up with excitement. He could look in here. That was worth a try, Jim loved old stuff.

He stepped into the store on quiet feet, a small alarm chime all but making him jump out of his skin. He looked around. All manor of old things hung from walls all over the room. Books had been stacked into neat piles on shelves. They were real paper books too. That's why he didn't notice a stout stocky woman was suddenly at his elbow.

"How may I help you?" She startled McCoy all over again. He was pretty sure he would die of some heart failure by the end of the day.

"I am just looking!" he waved his hands gently at her to show he was indeed fine.

She gave him a wry little smile before vanishing once more into the vastness of the store. hat was another thing! How could such a tiny store...have so much STUFF in it....it must have been an optical illusion going on or something.

McCoy wandered only for a bit....and then he found it. The prefect gift for Jim. Even if he had gone through torture to find it. He now had the most amazing gift. He had never seen something so fitting. Bring on The Christmas!!