When Xavier woke on Christmas morning, it was still dark out. He picked up his alarm clock and sighed. Four o-clock. He had tossed and turned the whole night, unable to get Kira out of his mind. He had finally fallen asleep, only to wake up just a few hours later.

Unable to sleep, he got up and showered. Then he headed into the kitchen and made coffee. When it was finished brewing, he poured himself a cup and headed into the living room, plugged in the Christmas lights, and sat on the couch to enjoy his coffee, waiting for his parents to wake.

But he couldn't get Kira out...