"Daddy it`s Christmas eve." Said Amity looking out the motel window. It was late December and snow had fallen in the Maine area. "That`s nice Am." Sam said typing on his computer not paying any attention to her. Amity frowned and walked over to Dean who was reading a magazine on his bed. "Uncle Dean it`s Christmas tomorrow." Amity said trying to get his attention. "Okay munchkin." Dean said looking at his magazine. Amity growled in frustration and stomped over to her coloring books. The green Christmas trees and golden wrapped presents seemed to mock her as she knew she never get that. They have never had a proper Christmas and it frustrated Amity to no end. "Hey kiddo, we`re going out on a hunt remember the password?" Sam told Amity grabbing his jacket. "Led Zeppelin rules." She grumbled rolling her eyes. "Cheer up munchkin, where's your Christmas spirt?" Dean joked. "Does this mean we`ll have Christmas?" Amity asked perking up. Dean laughed, "We`re hunters Am." Sam glared at his brother but didn`t say anything. The two brothers left for the night. Amity rolled her eyes. "They never want to do anything fun. I bet mom would want to have Christmas." She whispered to no one.
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"Do you really think this will work?" Sam asked dean. "Of course she`s been begging for a "real" Christmas for years." Reassured Dean. The two of them finished buying decorations and presents for Amity. "Well let`s go before next Christmas, can we please Sam?" Asked Dean annoyed. Sam was trying to buy the perfect gifts for Amity. "Yeah, let`s go." Said Sam finally finding the right presents. It was around midnight when they finally left the store. The plan was to sneak into the hotel room and prepare an amazing Christmas for the first time. As they drove up to the motel room all lights in their room was off so they knew the cost was clear. They quickly unlocked the door and set up all the decorations. The tree, presents, stockings, and all were up. The place looked so Christmas-like. Sam looked over at Amity sleeping soundly on the couch. Her thumb was tucked in her mouth even though she denied the habit. Sam gave her a kiss on her forehead and flopped down on his motel bed to sleep. The next morning came bright and early. "Daddy, Daddy wake up!" Amity screamed jumping up and down on Sam`s bed. Sam bolted up with a start. "Okay sweetie, what`s wrong?" Sam asked playing dumb. "Santa came and he brought decorations!" Declared Amity and she ran to the small tree pointing at the 10 gifts. Sam smiled and sat down next to his daughter on the floor. "What`s going on?" Dean asked rubbing the back of his neck, yawning. "Uncle Dean! Look Santa came!" Amity yelled wrapping her arms around Dean`s leg in a big hug. "I guess you had me wrong Am.' Dean said placing a hand on her head. "I`m going to get coffee, why don`t you too start to open presents?" Dean asked throwing on his coat. He hadn`t bothered to change his clothes from last night's fiasco. "Do you have to leave?" Amity whined. "You know how Uncle Dean is without his coffee." Sam said "Fine." Agreed Amity. Dean left the room and Amity and Sam turned to the pile of gifts waiting under the tree. "Remember you still have a stocking.' Sam reminded her. "This is the best Christmas!" Amity declared and hugged Sam. Sam smiled and hugged his daughter back. Amity giggled and started to rip open the first present. The label said it was from her dad. She moved slower and slower as the last of the wrapping paper came off the gift. She held it tight in her hands and had a flashback.
Amity squealed and giggled as her mom held her. The barley one year old loved it when her mom held her and sang to her. The golden locket that hung around Jessica`s neck seemed like a treasure to the toddler and Amity reached for the gleaning object. "Very funny Am, but it`s time for little girls to get some shut eye." Jessica laughed. Amity was placed in her crib and Jessica walked out of the room closing the door behind her. Amity fell asleep with visions of the pretty and special object still implanted in her mind.
"It`s just like the one Mommy had." Amity whispered. "I know it`s not an exact match but I thought you would like something that looked like hers`." Sam said. Amity was silent, she could not speak words. "Do you not like it?" Sam asked worried. "I love it!" Amity shouted and threw her arms around his neck. She softly sniffled a few times before looking at the necklace again. "Can you put it on me?" She asked him. Sam nodded and moved back her golden blond hair and placed the gold chain round her neck. "This is definitely the best Christmas ever." She said. "It is Am." Sam said.
