Disclaimer I DO NOT OWN Sherlock, just my OC(S)!


I like to thank everyone for their suggestions on what present Sherlock should receive!


Time went by quickly, and by the time I had noticed, Christmas right around the corner. We haven't heard anything from Jim or Irene since meeting them. It seemed Sherlock was actually staying out of Irene's case. It surprised me that he listened to Mycroft.

As time went by James have been texting me everyday. I ignored some of them and replied to a few. I had to lie a couple of times why I had ignored them. It was easy to say that I was busy at the time with a case or running errands for Sherlock.

"So what are you getting me for Christmas?" John asked me as we ate breakfast one morning.

Christmas was two days away, and I have forgotten to buy gifts. Well I guess I should go shopping today. There was nothing going on.

"It's a surprise." I told him and stuffed the toast I was eating into my mouth, "I best be off. I have some things to do."

"I'll go with you." Sherlock said and I stopped looking at him with curious and cautious stare.

He was up to something. Most likely dealing with a case.

"Why?" I asked him.

"I need to get out of the flat. Get some fresh air." he said folding the news paper he read.

Yep, it has something to do with a case.

"Sorry, but I have to go alone." I told him walking over to my coat.

"Why?" he asked me.

"I have a doctor appointment. A private one!" I told him putting my coat on.

"No you don't." he said and I glared at him a bit, "If you did, you would've cleaned up better."

I let out a sigh. He wasn't going to give up and knowing Sherlock, he would follow no matter what.

"Fine, you can come with me. I don't see why though." I told him grabbing my scarf and wrapping it around my neck.

With a victory smirk Sherlock stood up and walked over to the door, grabbing his own coat and scarf.

"Let's go." Sherlock said walking through the door.

"Be back later John." I said before walking through the door following Sherlock down the stairs.

We got into a taxi, and I told the drive the street that I was wanting to get off of.

"Christmas shopping?" Sherlock asked and I looked up at him nodding my head.

"Yeah, I forgot to buy some." I told him.

"You don't need to get me anything." he said and I nodded my head.

I was going to buy him a gift, even though he doesn't want one. Now all that I needed to do was think of a gift that I could get him. Maybe a new scarf? No he had to many. What about a tie? Nah, he many of those too. I wanted to get him something special. Something that he didn't have.

I know what I'm getting John, Mrs. Hudson, and Uncle Greg. They were easy, but Sherlock. It was hard, especially when he was right next to me.

"So did you get gifts for anyone?" I asked him.

"No." he said and I frowned looking out the window.

"Oh," was all I said as I got this weird feeling in my gut.

It's not like I expected Sherlock to get me anything. He probably didn't even believe in it or cared for it. He seemed like that kind of guy.

Once reaching the shopping center, Sherlock and I stood at the door looking at the large crowd of people walking around.

"I hate shopping during this season." I muttered before making my way through the crowd with Sherlock following, "Me and my Mum would always try doing our shopping, a month before. But I forgot all about buying gifts. She's usually the one to remind me."

"Mm, what gift are you getting John?" Sherlock asked all of a sudden.

"A watch. I noticed the one he wears is about to break." I told him.

"Yes, he was complaining about his old watch the other morning." Sherlock said as I stopped in front of a display case with watches.

I looked at them for a moment, before deciding on getting black leather one. After paying for the item, Sherlock and I went off to another store that sold china and other glass items.

"What are we doing here?" Sherlock asked as we walked down an isle.

"You should know. You're the detective." I told him as I stopped looking at a tea set.

"Tea set? Hm, you're going to buy Mrs. Hudson a tea set." he said and I nodded my head as I picked it up.

"Yes, I am. She needs a new one, after someone used her's to hold eyes in." I said giving him a look.

"I was trying to see how long it would take for someone to notice the stench. Which took you three days to notice." he said and shot him a small glare.

"And it nearly gave me a heart attack. Why would you even do that? You ruined her tea set!" I told him as we walked to check out counter.

"It was in the name of science, my dear." he said and I blushed turning to the cashier handing him the money.

"Well science could had chosen a different item, like your skull." I said as we walked into another store.

I bought Uncle Greg a Christmas jumper, since it was a yearly thing that my Mum did to annoy him. I also bought him a set of tie clips. One more present to go.

We stopped at the food court after an hour of searching the mall. Sherlock asked what I was needing to buy, and I lied telling him I needed to get a gift for my Dad. Surprisingly he believed me. I thought he could tell when someone was lying. I guess not today!

"Hungry?" Sherlock asked and I nodded my head.

"Yeah, I didn't really finished my breakfast this morning." I told him as I set my bags onto a table.

I left the table and Sherlock, who said he wasn't hungry to get some food. Once getting some food I returned to where Sherlock and the Christmas presents were at. I sat down and began to eat as Sherlock glanced around with a bored look on his face.

"Do you like Christmas?" I asked him.

"Not really." he said and I nodded my head.

"I used to love Christmas, but now it seems like any other day, just with presents and Uncle Greg getting drunk on eggnog." I told him frowning a bit as I thought of my mother.

It was my first Christmas without her. It just didn't feel right having Christmas without her, but that's what she would had wanted me to do. Go on as if she was still alive and be happy.

"You miss her don't you?" Sherlock asked and I nodded my head.

"Yeah," I told him frowning.

"I need some new beakers." Sherlock said all of a sudden and I gave him a confused look, "I need to buy some. I won't take long."

Sherlock stood up and walked away quickly. I shook my head.

"What a weird man." I muttered and ate my food.

When I was done eating Sherlock still hadn't returned. So I decided that I'd take that time to go look for Sherlock's present.

I walked to a shop and looked around in it for a moment. I found nothing and let out a sigh. I walked to another store and still found nothing. After an hour of searching I let out a sigh and sat down. How hard was it to find Sherlock a gift?

I stood up after a moment and walked until I saw this store that sold many items.

"Hello." the cashier greeted as I walked in.

"Hello." I said and walked around looking at the items.

I stopped at a shelf that had a few trinkets on it. I saw a necklace that my mum would had loved. I picked it up for a second, before placing it back.

"Hello." I heard the cashier said as another shopper entered the shop.

I didn't turn to see who it was as I walked around the shop. I stopped at a display case when I saw some knitting items. I know I could knit Sherlock a scarf! But will I have enough time to make it? I have two days before Christmas. It'll take night and day to make, but I should be able to.

I quickly picked up two balls of yarn and some needles. I turned and let out a surprised shriek seeing Sherlock standing behind me.

"Did I scare you?" he asked and I nodded my had throwing him a small glare when he smirked, "What do you need those for?"

"I am going to make my father some gloves." I lied.

"I see. Christmas is in two days. Will you be done by then?" he asked me.

"Maybe, we will just have to wait and see." I told him smiling a bit, "Now lets go. We're wasting perfect time, Sherlock."

I walked over to the cashier and paid for my items. We left the shopping center and went back to the flat. Once back, I wrapped the presents in silver and gold wrapping paper. I hid them under my bed so John wouldn't be able to find them.

With the presents wrapped and hidden, I got to knitting Sherlock's scarf. Day and night I stayed in my room working on that scarf. I took a few breaks for food, bathroom and a nap or two. And on Christmas day I was done with it.

I smiled holding up the dark blue scarf with S.H stitched on both ends in a pastel yellow. Feeling satisfied and proud of my work I wrapped Sherlock's new scarf with the gold and silver paper, before walking down to the kitchen.

"Merry Christmas everyone!" I said walking into the kitchen to see Sherlock, John and even Mrs Hudson.

"Merry Christmas, Maria." Mrs. Hudson said with a kind smile on her face, "You've been in up in your room so much lately. Are you feeling well?"

"Yes, I've just been busy making my father some gloves. I wanted to get done by today." I told her.

"I see, well here's your breakfast." she said placing a plate of food in front of me.

"Thank you, Mrs. Hudson." I told her and began to eat my food.

"So present?" John asked and I chuckled.

"Sorry, but you'll have to wait for tonight at the party John." I told him and took a sip of my orange juice, "Oh, I got something for you too Mrs. Hudson."

"You shouldn't have." she said blushing a bit.

"You deserve a gift, Mrs. Hudson. You helped clean this place and feed us." I told her.

"You didn't get Sherlock a gift?" John asked and I shook my head.

"Nope." I told him, "Because he didn't want me to get him one."

I didn't get him a gift, I made him one and he never said that I shouldn't make one.