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The next morning Jimmy sighed as he wrapped his hands around the backpack. He checked his watch. Nine o' clock. She should be up by now. He closed the door to his house behind him. He looked up at the sky as it started to snow.

Half an hour later Jimmy was shaking the snow out of his in the hospital's waiting room. He walked over to the information.

The nurse looked up from her book and stared at Jimmy. She seemed like she was in her early sixties. "Can I help you?" she asked.

Jimmy cleared his throat and tried not to cry. "What room is Cynthia Vortex in?"

The nurse's hard face softened. "Room 314. Go down the hallway and take a right."

"Thanks," Jimmy whispered as he headed off.

As Jimmy approached the room he saw Eustace and Erik coming out of it. "Eustace," Jimmy said warily as he extended his hand. Eustace paused a moment, but shook it.

"Happy holidays, Neutron," he said before walking off.

Erik and Jimmy stared at each other. "Sorry about your I-pod," Jimmy quietly said.

Erik shook his head. "Forget about it. My parents are so glad I'm alive they'd buy me ten." They both stood in silence for a moment. "You did good, kid." Jimmy sadly nodded his head. "You know, I don't even know your name."

Jimmy looked up. "It's Jimmy."

Erik smiled. "Merry Christmas, Jimmy," he said before walking off.

Cindy slowly opened Cindy's door. He peeked his head in and saw Cindy lying in bed, reading a book. She closed it when she saw Jimmy. "Come on in," she said.

Jimmy walked in and threw his backpack on the ground. He gently hugged her and kissed her forehead. "How, how are you feeling?"

Cindy smiled. "I'm feeling good." She paused for a moment when she saw the nervous look on Jimmy's face. "They never told you anything about me, did they?" she angrily asked.

"No, they said they could only tell family."

Cindy clenched her fists. Jimmy couldn't help but smile as that familiar fire enveloped her eyes. "They're lucky I have half a dozen tubes sticking out of my body, or I'd..." she mumbled to herself. She looked over at Jimmy. "I'm going to be fine, Jimmy. A couple weeks in here and then I'm back to normal."

Jimmy breathed a huge sigh of relief. Thank god. She's going to be alright. "I'm so glad. You have no idea how worried I was. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you, Cind. God, I," Jimmy started to say. He cleared his throat. "Um, anyway, I've got a present for you," he said as he pulled a small box out of his backpack. He handed it to her. "I hope you like it."

Cindy was about to open it when a nurse walked in. "Sorry to bother you, dear, but we've got something for you," she said as she handed Cindy an envelope.

"Thanks," Cindy said as the nurse walked out the door. She turned back to Jimmy. "It's a Christmas card. It's, ow!" she shouted as she clutched her side.

Jimmy jumped up and ran to her. "Are you ok?" he asked, very concerned.

Cindy smiled as Jimmy grabbed her hand. "I'm fine. It just hurts sometimes. Would you mind opening it? I'm too tired to read anymore," she said as her head fell back onto the pillow.

"Sure," Jimmy softly said as he walked back to his seat and opened the envelope. His smile quickly became a look of concern as he scanned the card.

"What is it?" Cindy tiredly asked.

Jimmy finished reading the letter. Great job, Cindy. You survived one hell of an adventure. Have a merry Christmas. But I doubt you'll see New Years. Looking forward to continuing our little game. Sincerely, You Know Who.

Jimmy slowly folded the card. He looked over to see Cindy staring at him. He put a wide smile back on his face. "Um, your grandma just wished you a merry Christmas."

Cindy looked puzzled. "Why did you look so upset?"

"Uh, she's sick. But she said it's only the flu. It just scared me for a second. Don't worry, she's fine. But you should get some rest," Jimmy said, thinking fast. He walked over to Cindy and tucked her in. He bent down and went to kiss her forehead, but she tilted her head so that they kissed on the lips. After about ten seconds Jimmy broke the kiss.

"Merry Christmas, Cindy," Jimmy told her.

"You too, Jimmy. You too," she said while closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.

Jimmy smiled as he stared at her peaceful face. He noticed the unopened present by her side. She can open it later. Jimmy was about to place the card on her bedside when he remembered what was written on it. He folded it in half and put it in his pocket.

He slung his backpack over his shoulder and started the long walk back home. He kicked an empty can across the street and fingered the card in his pocket. "It's not over," he mumbled under his breath as he started running.

Author's Note: This is the end of the story. I'd like to thank all of my readers and reviewers. This is my second most reviewed story. So thanks a lot for telling me your feelings about this story.

Next, I would like to say that I was surprised at the popularity of these two Red Snow stories. I honestly expected them to be poorly received. Maybe thirty or forty hits per chapter. But I ended up getting about sixty-five hits per chapter and a whole mess of reviews.

Finally, this is probably the last book. I started an outline for a third book, but I just don't think I can make it work. It seemed boring and clichéd. I was surprised at how you all thought the sequel was good, maybe better than the original. That's rare for sequels. But I don't want to push my luck. So there probably won't be a Red Snow 3.

Sorry to have such a long author's note. Thanks again, and I hope you enjoyed reading!