Jack was skating around his home lake in Burgess early one morning. Being an immortal child of winter came with some perks, such as not needing to eat or sleep very often. As such, he often spent the long winter nights out on his lake. At least on the nights he wasn't busy working or out pranking people and having fun. Just as he was about to fly away, he noticed a young girl sitting alone on the shore of the lake. She seemed about Jaime's age, only ten or eleven years old. Jack skated over to see why she was alone in the woods at this time of morning. As he drew closer, he realized that the girl was crying. He frowned since he hated seeing children cry. They were too young and still too innocent to have to experience pain. Aside from that, he was the guardian of fun, and sadness was definitely the opposite of fun. He kneeled down to try to comfort her, but found out she didn't believe as his hand went right through her. He sighed softly, but was still used to it since no one had been able to see him for the past 300 years. Still, he wanted to know what was bothering her, so he sat down beside her, hoping at least his presence would somehow comfort her a little

The girl sniffled and wiped her eyes, trying to calm herself. She sighed softly since she hated crying.

"At least no one saw it"

she mumbled to herself. Even though it was early, she knew someone could walk out of the woods at any moment. She had seen early-risers on their way to work, and joggers/hikers in the past. She stared out at the lake, her eyes puffy but her mind quiet. She enjoyed the rare moments where her mind was empty, because in those moments, she didn't have to think about anything, especially not the pain. She shivered a little, not wearing a coat, only her pajamas. When she had run out of her home that morning, she had forgotten the coat. She pulled her knees to her chest and shivered again as the air suddenly got colder. She looked around, wondering where the cold draft had come from, not realizing Jack Frost had just sat down beside her. She looked up at the sky and whispered

"Get a grip Lea. Or you'll really be in trouble."

She looked around, then leaned back against a tree trunk, rolled up her sleeves, and picked up a handful of snow. She pressed it to her arm and grimaced before she slowly relaxed

(Jack)

Jack frowned as he saw her roll up her sleeves and grab the snow.

"What is she doing? It's freezing out here… Oh my moon"

he gasped, seeing various bruises and even some cuts on her arm. He frowned to himself, wondering how she had gotten those marks, but had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.

"I hope I'm wrong"

he said quietly to himself. He sat by her side and created a light breeze to brush through Lea's hair and made sure there was enough snow and ice for Lea to use to soothe the pain. He jumped in surprise as the peace was suddenly shattered by a loud, angry voice yelling

"LEA ANDERSON! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

The girl flinched at the tone and sighed silently, standing and rolling down her sleeves.

"Here goes another lonely day…"

she muttered glumly to herself as she began to walk home.

"What does that mean?"

Jack wondered, following her back home. Little did he know, his guardian instincts were about to kick into high-gear.

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