A story for my bestest beta and friend. Foxy, I finally got a story finished for you! Hope you like it :)

Jack's secret boyfriend.

Bunny noticed the little Nipper hadn't been zooming around Sanford Clausen like he usually was this time of year. Ordinarily he wouldn't of minded, but this year Aster had finished his Easter prep early and was lounging about up North on the ol' Cossacks' insistence he not stay cupped up in his Warren. Bunny rolled his eyes at the memory. Oh well the Snowflake would show up eventually. And went back cleaning his boomerang.

Pitch watched as a little girl twisted and turned in her sleep. He laughed viciously in the face of such turmoil. The girl's twisting turned to thrashing and yelling at her nightmare. Ahhh the sweet, sweet taste of fear. After the guardians had locked him away, with his own nightmares , he'd suffered for so long. Until his fear gave way to hate and that tendril turned to a raging power he used to remind the nightmares who they belonged to. He was still weak, he knew, but he had plans for one particular snow sprite he couldn't (wouldn't) put off. Yes,Jack Frost would be the next one one in convulsions when he had his way.

"Mommmmmyyyyyy!" The girl cried. No one taking notice of the shadow seeping out the window frame.

North was creating a new work, sawing through ice as his vision was coming to life. It was beautiful, a perfectly crafted star for the Big-Christmas-Tree. He was excited this year he would have child to top tree. Last year everyone was so busy that Jack had manage to slip from there radars but after Easter was taken care of the boy was dragged to every event they could think of, even if it was ordinary enough, after all Jack didn't need to know that. The Cossacks laughed to himself. Yes, this would be an monumental event ; better than Jack helping Bunny with chocolate. He held the star delicately between his forefinger and thumb, making it give off a sheen. The door was flung open, jostling the delicate work in his grasp, nearly knocking it out of his hands. The Cossacks cursed fiercely in Russian. "Wha-"

North! mate, it's Pitch he's after Jack! Bunny' s chest heaved, a cold chill running down his spine and making his hackles rise.

"Pitch!" North growled.

"Come on, he's already ahead." Bunny was already racing out the room. Britain the star down on his work table grabbing his coat as he made his way after the Warrior Pooka.

Bunny was looking over his work on his boomerang when Phil came over screaming on Yeti-ish. "Al'ight what's the mather, ya gallah?"

Phil slowed down announcing his words for Bunny' s slight grasp on the language. It still jumbled but Bunny got the jest and ran to the globe room. A dark cloud was making its way to a light, a very special light, Jack's light. Bunny' s heart lurched sure it give out any minute now. Phil still speaking fervently in his ear. He heard North and took hold of it like a drowning man. He'd get North and then, and then- they would save Jack. It was the (only) way he could think about it.

Jack was curled up next to.

Can anybody guess who Jack's cuddled up to? They'll be two more chapter's before the story's over :)