Things were better after that day. Much better. Jack never would have guessed he would find happiness not only in his lost memories, but in his fellow guardians as well. Tooth Fairy insisted that they all get together at least once a month to catch up. Santa kept telling Jack he thought she had a crush on him. When he did Easter Bunny would just mutter and grumble about how Jack thought he was such a knockout. Jack didn't care, him and the bunny were on better terms...more or less.
News of Jack Frost was spreading slowly but surely much to his delight. Every now and then someone would catch him zipping around whatever town he was visiting. It almost made him watch himself and try to appear normal. Almost.
When he first saw her he didn't believe he had felt something. "Cupid's messing with me", he thought. Surely, the old diaper baby must be jealous of THE guardian that defeated the Boogieman. No, this girl was just another pretty face found in every other small town. But the longer he stayed in that upstate New York village, the longer he knew he couldn't leave.
It was honestly starting to scare him a little bit. But when he admitted that to himself he laughed. After his latest adventure, fear couldn't touch him. This may not have been fear, but it was definitely something. He found himself hanging around the places he could find her. He was starting snowball fights in the park almost everyday because he knew she liked to sit out there in the mornings and drink her hot tea while admiring the freshly fallen snow he provided every night to please her. He would follow her from the bookstore where she would work part-time to the community theater where he would watch her sing and dance surrounded by friends.
Jack couldn't seem to get a grip on himself, but when he finally did decide to leave the town for a while he kept seeing her face. Forgetting it seemed to be impossible. He would zone out for hours and when he came back to his senses he would find her face drawn in the snow in front of him, before he embarrassingly wiped it clean. Jack couldn't seem to understand why it was affecting him so much. Sure, she was beautiful, he could recall her thick, curly dark hair and the way her warm, chocolaty eyes would light up at the sight of snow in the morning. He remembered how she would make a mistake in one of her dance classes and blush while apologizing repeatedly, though everyone assured her it was hardly noticeable. Why did the thought of her seem to make his stomach go on a sleigh ride?
After a few days away from the small town he had grown fond of, he decided to return. Maybe if he saw her again he would be able to just move on. But what he hadn't been prepared for was her smiling at him and waving on her way home from dance that evening.