Disclaimer:Not mine.

A/N: Gosh this is short. But I wrote during the second intermission while I was watching Hockey, so sorry. I'm so happy my team made a big comeback tonight. Wow off topic. Here's Alice getting a present for Jasper. I appericate all your reviews, thank you so much. -Brittney

Alice sat hitting the keys on her laptop furiously and clutched her phone in her hand. She has been working for days trying to find something, anything for Jasper. The Internet had lead her no where, and the phone connections had only taken her a little farther. She was glad that Jasper had went hunting with Emmett. It gave her some alone time to really find a perfect present. She grabbed the keys to her Porsche, ready to go where ever she had to get a gift.

She walked the halls of the museum, searching for something or someone who could help her. She wasn't even sure if there was anything that they could help her find. She saw a help desk, and began to walk over to it. The man behind the counter looked up for a moment, but returned to his typing. Alice waited patiently and the man finally looked up.

"Sorry miss, what's the name of your ancestor?"

Alice smiled at the man's southern drawl, before replying. "It's actually my boyfriend's ancestor."

"Alright, his ancestor's name then."

"Whitlock." She said, before pausing. "Jasper Whitlock."

The man typed the in the name, then read what had popped onto the screen.

"There is only one thing, he seems to just have vanished off the face of the earth back then."

Alice looked at the man and reached for her purse. "How much?"

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Alice stood in the bedroom she shared with Jasper, a box resting in her hands. Jasper walked in the door, and placed a kiss on Alice.

"What's that?" Jasper questioned nodding toward the box in Alice's hands.

"Your Christmas present." She said placing the box in her husband's hands. "Merry Christmas."

Alice watched anxiously as Jasper pulled off the box top and looked inside. She bit her lip as he looked up at her with an expression she has never seen before.

"I know the metal's all rusted, but it's really old." She started as she began to squeeze her hands. "You can still see the etching though. Do you like it? Because if you don't I could.."

Jasper cut Alice off by pressing his lips on hers.

"It's perfect." He said as he pulled away. "Thank you."

Jasper removed the gift from the box and held it in his palm. He ran a finger over the metal and smiled.

'Major. J. Whitlock'

"How did you?" He began to question.

"I have my ways." She replied, smiling.

"Merry Christmas, darling." He said as she reached out his hand.

"Merry Christmas Jazz." She said putting her hand in his.