Summary: When he looks at the clock, it says 1:14 and John realizes that at least one of them got what they wanted after all.
A/N: This fic is for sendintheklowns , who is far too bah humbug for her own good this holiday season. So I decided to bring her Christmas cheer. Sadly, my attempt at cheer turned into a proliferation of utter bah-humbug-ness Winchester style. It’s not my fault that the boy are doomed to have awful holidays! Thanks to geminigrl11 for the awesomely fast beta. Amazingly, this also fulfills the prompt from a fic table I took on fifty billion years ago that can still be found on my LJ.
Disclaimer: Nope. Not mine.
( All I Want for Christmas )