(A/N) I've been looking forward to writing this chapter for the longest time! I'm so excited, I could explode! *explodes* Okay, got that out my system! For this chapter, I would suggest cranking up some Christmas carols if you have 'em. Just to put you in the mood. I just hope I can give this justice. (BTW, if it doesn't snow in Nixon, my apologies).

By the way, when Heather goes shopping (you'll see) you may not understand what she's buying. Don't worry cause, 1) that's the idea, and 2) you'll find out later in the chapter.

Here we go guys! SHOWTIME!!!

After that youth group, me and Noah went every week. We made friends with the others quickly and it was always fun to go and just hang out!

Also, ever since that night, I prayed every single night before bed. I prayed for my family back home and for the friends I was making, but what I prayed hardest for was for my sight to come back. I would pray so hard sometimes, I would fall asleep in the middle of a prayer. Heh heh.

After about a little over a month, the unthinkable happened.

Me, Noah, and his sister were walking around the mall to go Christmas shopping. It was about the middle of December, so we all knew Christmas was on its way. I wanted to get Noah something special, but I didn't know what he really wanted. I asked his sister, but she really didn't have a clue (figures!). Noah left me with his sister so he could buy me something. Good! That meant I would get a chance to find something for him as well.

"Are you sure you don't know what he wants?" I asked her.

"He likes reading, but he has almost every book ever made. I don't have a single clue what he wants." She laughed, "Nice choice in boyfriends, Heather." She said sarcastically, joking at me.

I giggled. Me and her had become good friends over the weeks. She was like the sister I never had.

I thought hard for a moment as we walked. Then, I got a really good idea. I doubted Noah would use it that often, but it was more of an 'our little thing' present I had in mind.

"Hey, is there a hat store around here?" I asked.

"Yeah, as a matter of fact, we just passed it!" she said. We turned around and she led me to the store's entrance. "Are you sure you wanna get him a hat?" she asked skeptically.

"Oh, I have something special in mind." I said knowingly, "Noah'll love it."

I walked into the store and tried to feel my way around the store. Then I finally found what I was looking for. I knew that it was it because… well it felt like it. It was made out of a wicker or straw like material, tightly woven together. The brim of the hat had curves that felt like hills, sloping up and down as my fingers went along. I just needed to make sure it was the right color. The last thing I needed to do was get him a pink hat! (Ha ha).

I asked Noah's sister, and she told me that it was black. Black would do nicely. I paid for the hat and left the store.

"Got it." I said to Noah's sister as I held up the bag.

"Yeah, but I still don't believe it!" she joked, "You're really gonna give him that?"

I nodded. "Trust me, he'll like it."

When we met back up with Noah, he proposed that he and I could walk through the park to get home while his sister drove home. Since it was about a thirty minute walk and a good excuse to cuddle up next to him since it was snowing, I agreed.

As we walked through the park, I heard a couple of kids having a snowball fight nearby. They were laughing and having a great time by the sound of it. This gave me an idea.

When I was pretty sure he wasn't looking, I stopped and picked up some snow. The I caught up with him, hiding the handful of snow behind my back.

"Hey, babe?"

"Yeah?"

"I know Christmas is a few days away, but I have a little surprise for you." Then suddenly, I grabbed the back of Noah's shirt and shoved the snow down his back.

"AAAHHH! Heather!" he yelled, "Oh ho! You're gonna get it!!!

Suddenly, we found ourselves in a one-on-one snowball fight. I was able to tell where he was by all the noise he was making, crunching the snow with each step. He may know martial arts, but a ninja he's not.

It was all just fun and games until finally…

"Take this!" he yelled. I ducked a second too late, and the ice cold slush hit me on the side of the head. I laughed and stood up again. I could feel that the momentum of the snowball knocked by bandages off. I was about to re adjust then when I did something that almost made me faint with joy.

I opened my eyes.

After almost a month of darkness, the sudden light stunned me. I was dazed and confused. After a second or to, I realized the truth. The fuzziness soon faded off and I could see the snow covered field. I looked around, trying to find Noah. When I found him, I ran toward him and tackled him to the ground.

"Whoa!" he yelled as he fell backward. "Heather, what―" he noticed, "Oh… my…"

"I know." I said, "I know! Noah, I cans see again!"

Noah and I stood up and Noah lifted me by my waist and spun me around before we both fell down again. He started kissing me in the snow, and I started kissing him back. I looked at him and said, "Baby?"

"Yeah, babe?"

I giggled, "You look really cute!"

He smiled, "And your eyes are so beautiful!"

We got up and ran home to tell the others. When we did, they called the doctor to see what had happened.

"Well," said Dr. Rodriguez on the phone, which was set on speaker, "As a doctor, I'm not supposed to preach, but none of the facts make any scientifically sense. The only explanation I can figure is... a Christmas miracle."

We all looked at each other for a moment, then Diane said, "Thank you, doctor." And then she hung up.

Noah and I looked at each other. We both smiled at the same time. I was smiling because I knew that God answered my prayers. It was such an amazing feeling!

It was still a week till Christmas. When we told Wendy, Keith, and Jake, they were blown away by the news. Wendy seemed to give Noah a wink. Wonder what that was about.

We also told all the kids in our youth group and at martial arts classes. During martial arts classes, I tried doing the moves without the blindfold, but still found it easier to do it with it on. Guess it's all about habit, but sensei seemed to be amused.

Finally, it was Christmas Eve. I took Noah's present out of the bag. The hat was still perfect. I put it in a box that seemed to be just the right size, and wrapped it in florescent green and white striped paper. I taped a card on the outside of the box, and then went to put it under the tree.

When I came down stairs I noticed a new box under the tree. It was a box, about the same size as the box I had for Noah, wrapped bright red paper that was covered in chibi Santas. As I knelt down and put down my present, I took a peak at the tag.

To: Heather

From: Noah

Love you babe!

Aww! How sweet!

When I woke up the next morning, it only took me a second to realize that it was Christmas morning. I got out of bed and stretched as I let out a big yawn. I heard a faint tapping on the door, followed by Noah's voice, "You up, babe?"

I decided to have a little fun. I tip-toed to the closet and silently hid inside. Then I waited.

It worked. Noah came into my room. "Hey babe? It's Christmas!" Then he noticed that the bed was empty. "Heather."

I jumped out of the closet and loudly said, "RAWR!" as I tackled him onto the bed. He yelped in surprise.

"Hey! First the snow down my shirt, now this? You're getting violent, Heather!" he said jokingly.

"Oh, like I wasn't violent before." I said, flipping my hair, which was now two inches past my shoulders, "C'mon, let's go down stairs!"

We bolted down stairs as fast as we could, finding that the rest of the family was waiting for us.

As we took turns opening our presents, I felt a little impatient, wanting to give Noah my present.

About halfway through, I grabbed it and thrusted it in his direction, "Open this one!"

Noah reached over and grabbed the chibi adorned present he got for me and said, "But I want you to go next. Open mine!"

I wasn't gonna give in without a fight. Or at least a compromise. "Let's open them together!"

"Isn't that a little cliché?"

"Who gives a crap? Just open my present!"

The whole family laughed and we handed each other our presents. I read the card. It said:

To my favorite girl. I hope this year's a bumper crop!

I recognized the analogy. I heard it in my head as I put the card down.

Sorry for trying to do my job

But this year ain't been no bumper crop!

As I tore open the paper and opened the box, I couldn't believe it. It was almost an exact replica of the hat I got Noah.

"You got me a black cowgirl hat?" I said sweetly. It looked just like the one I got him, only there was a silver tiara sitting on the brim in front. "That's so sweet."

"Cool, a cowboy hat!" he said when he opened his box, "I always sorta wanted one!
Thanks babe!"

I giggled. Great minds think alike, I suppose!!!

(A/N) Alright. I think it went fairly well (and yes, she bought a cowboy hat!). Definitely the chapter that most were waiting for! See you next time for Noah's POV!!! Bye Bye! (for disclaimers, see chapter 21, bottom a/n's. But if you think I own the song or the show, you're the stupidest person I've ever met! LOL JK!!!)