Hey again!

Hope you enjoy this...after this, the story should get more interesting, i was basically setting the scene and the foundations up for the rest.

Jersey Girl: Aww thankyou! I'm glad you are liking this hun! xx

Sango-Kadie: Haha I knew you would like the Will/Jack thing. My gift :) xx

All the lights are shining
So brightly everywhere
And the sound of children's
Laughter fills the air
And everyone is singing
I hear those sleigh bells ringing
Santa won't you bring me the one I really need
Won't you please bring my baby to me

"Since I have become responsible this year and have a decent paying job, I have bought you all presents…with Karen's money" An excited Jack said, a grin plastered to his face as he distributed his presents to Will, Grace and Karen.

They were sitting around Will's apartment, facing the anally retentively decorated tree (Will's creation). Jack was the only one that was sitting on the floor. He bit his lip as he remembered himself as a child, sprinting into his parents room the minute his eyes snapped open in bed. He would irritate them by singing and nagging until they woke up and finally followed him into the room with the tree.

"Oh my God! Jack! This is the best present ever!" Grace yelled excitedly as her face lit up. "A free food item from Krispy Kreme for every day of the year? Did you like, open my brain while I was sleeping or something!"

"Well, I thought you deserved a present too…even if you aren't really into this whole Christmas thing…and hopefully it will help you forget about L…OW! What was that for?"

Will had kicked Jack in the leg.

"Sorry…foot slipped." He replied sheepishly.

Jack sulked as he rubbed the spot that Will's foot had made contact with.

"Forget about what guys? I'm…fine!" Grace said, extending her neck and back to create an attempt at a sophisticated look. "I am an independent woman this year, I am focusing solely on my career, and no man or food is going to stop that. Just you wait. I will be the one buying lunch instead of Will and Karen. So…what do you think about that?" A snooty, matter-of-factly expression stuck itself to her face.

Her friends were silent for a few seconds. That's right, drink it in! She thought to herself. Karen, Jack and Will all looked from one to the other…before all cracking up with laughter.

Grace crossed her arms. "Please tell me what hell is like when you three are partying with pitchforks down there"

Regaining their composure, Karen and Will opened their presents from Jack as he eagerly watched their faces for their reactions.

"Wow…Versace Lingerie…How did you know poodle?" Karen asked, lifting the silky number out of the box.

"You gave me the money and told me to go and pick it up for you two days ago…so I thought…why not just wrap it up and pretend it's a present?"

She gave a genuine smile. "You really spoil me, don't you?"

Will looked down at his present. He was trying to carefully open it – as not to ruin the paper it was wrapped in. Peeling each piece of the sticky tape irritatingly slowly, he tried to figure out what it was. Jack got fed up and, leaning over, ripped the paper for Will. Will rolled his eyes and pulled out the content of the present – A wallet and a tie. He picked up the black wallet and was surprised that he actually liked it, and it wasn't too effeminate. Usually, Jack would have purchased him a ladies purse or scarf or something…or something for himself. No glitter? No bright colours? How can this be the product of a Jack McFarland shopping session? He flipped the wallet open to have a look at the inside.

"Ah, there we go. Now it is definitely a present from Jack." Will laughed admiringly as he was faced with one of Jack's infamous headshots.

"Its pocket size for your convenience, and, if any guys ask who the hottie in your wallet is, give them my number." Jack said, seriously.

Tearing his eyes away from his immature friend, Will pulled the photo out and put it on one of the hidden compartments of the present. He picked up the light silvery blue silk tie that sat on his lap, widening his eyes as he did so. Jack's face crumpled.

"You hate it! Seriously Will, what do you have against NICE clothing? Has the fat clogged your brain of all fashion sense?" A slight twinge of hurt poked his heart. I thought it was a good present. Oh well. Extra wallet for me.

"Will ruined Christmas! Everyone hates him!" Karen chanted, much in the manner of a child.

Will shot her a sarcastic look before directing his gaze back towards Jack.

"Open your present, Jack" He said.

Jack looked down at the package that had his name scribbled on it in Will's professional, neat handwriting. He ripped it open to discover a year's gym membership, a new set of pyjamas and…exactly the same tie.

"Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen! We both bought each other the same tie! You know we can't go anywhere in public wearing these at the same time!"

Will raised his eyebrows. "That would be social suicide!"

"Know I know that I am definitely getting old, I am starting to shop like Will. Oh Karen, I don't want to die, I swear I still have the heart and the…Christmas bells…of a 21 year old!" Cried Jack, as he clutched onto the skirt of his friend. She returned his lament with a kick.

"OW! Why does everyone do that?"

Grace was about to answer his question when the phone rang. She sprung up from her chair and quickly jogged over to retrieve the call.

"Hello?"

Silence.

"Hello?"

Some light bustling noise could be heard. She was getting frustrated.

"Look, stop pranking us! Yes, I know the gay guy I live with wears a really short robe and reads naked, but honestly, do I have to pay for it too? STOP GOING THROUGH OUR LAUNDRY YOU LITTLE SNOT-NOSED BRATS! Don't you have anything better to do on Christmas…like play with your dollies or something?"

A youngish female voice responded.

"Um have I called the right place? Is this Karen Walker's residence?"

Grace was taken aback. "No…This is her friend, Grace Adler…Karen w…well I wouldn't say works for me…"

"Oh, well her number in the phone directory points to this one…sorry to be a pain."

"She's here at the moment, do you want to speak to her?"

There was a loud, saddened sigh from the girl's end. Grace couldn't help but feel sorry for this stranger, even though she didn't know her motives for calling.

"No…it's alright. Merry Christmas. Bye."

"Wait…who is this?" Grace asked quickly, curiosity eating her alive.

There was no answer. The girl had already hung up.

Grace squinted her eyes for a second as her brain raced with all her ideas of who the young girl could possibly be. Olivia? Didn't sound like her.

She shook it off and sat back down with her friends.