December 13: "The best gift of his life." (from I'm Nova)
A/N: Not totally happy with this one, but I didn't know where to go with it. Holmes's POV.
It had been dreadfully difficult to find a suitable Christmas present for Watson.
He was really not the sort of fellow who made it easy for one to tell what he wanted. I had made sure I pointed out the very well made but reasonably priced magnifying glass every time Watson and I had walked past it while doing our shopping, so I hoped that had been enough for Watson to be able to figure out what sort of thing I really needed.
However, Watson had not said or done anything to clue me in to what he wanted. I spent hours searching through stacks of novels, through pens, through notebooks, and endless assortments of other things I thought might interest him. If only I knew what he really wanted!
I eventually settled for a very lovely blue pen and a leather-bound notebook, and hoped my friend would like it.
To my surprise, when he opened the gift and first laid eyes on what was inside, he gasped and exclaimed with pure joy, "Oh, Holmes! This is exactly what I wanted! However did you know?!"
I apparently had God watching over me while I was shopping, for I had no idea.