Note: This is based on fanart by my lovely friend Cafcow on deviantArt. cafcow. deviantart art / Ancestry – SPOILERS – 339237175 AND cafcow. deviantart # / d5m5oy2 (Just remove the spaces). I really wanted to write for this and so she said go for it and here I am!

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Through Time: The Ancestry Binds

Chapter 1: A long long time ago

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"Pst! Pssst! Jamie!" A whisper – almost like a brush of the wind against his ear – reached Jamie as he looked up from the multiple books on his bed to the window instinctively. A slow smile spread across his face as the window opened and a tall – pale, blue, and cold – familiar figure slid into his room, a cold breeze following him and almost blowing some of the papers on his bed off. "Hey kid," the figure said, a large stick – staff curled at the end – was used as a rest as he leaned against it and smiled.

Jack Frost had come to pay a visit. How many kids could say that they were close friends with a guardian of the children? Jamie was sure not many. Not many kids really believed in the guardian Jack Frost, but Jamie and his friends did and that was enough to make Jack visible to at least them. To believe was to see in this case.

Jamie's first reaction was to jump out of bed and ask Jack if he'd like to see if the others would want to have a snow fight! But then the weight of the book on his lap reminded him that he had something very important to be finishing. If he didn't, he'd be in trouble with his teachers and mother. With a pout and a sigh, Jamie slouched back onto his bed and looked down at the large book.

Jack – noticing Jamie's change in attitude – frowned slightly. "What?" he asked, thinking he had done something wrong? Jamie sighed and picked up the book in his hand. "Sorry I can't play today, Jack," Jamie sighed again, "I have to work on a project for school." Jamie motioned to all the papers and books – which Jack realized upon a closer look were actually old photo albums – around him and Jack tilted his head slightly before straightening up and jumping so he was standing on Jamie's bed. Crouching, Jack looked down over Jamie's shoulder.

"Project, huh?" he mused, leaning against his staff once again as the end was placed against the ground to help him balance. "What is it about? Maybe I can help you finish it quickly," he tried. He wasn't sure how much help he'd be, of course. It had been over three hundred years since he had any sort of schooling. And it wasn't like he just kept up with all the changes of the world…

Jamie flipped a page of the photo album on his lap. "I have to make a family tree for History," he explained, flipping another page. "So my mom gave me all these old photo albums to look at." Jack raised a brow and gave the book a dull expression. "Sounds boring," he said. Jack wasn't much for being bored. He had always done whatever he pleased to entertain himself. School was definitely not something that seemed entertaining. Or the work with it for that matter.

Watching Jamie flip another page, Jack's eyes lazily wandered over the page of old photos, when something caught his eyes. He slightly tilted his head and stared at the photo of a young woman with long hair pulled back out of her face, soft eyes, and a kind smile. A face and eyes that… Looked so very familiar…? "Jacckk!" a distant echo called. A familiar voice ringing in his ear as a clear memory of his sister – as Jill – flashed in front of him before he was staring at the woman in the photo. "What?!"

Jack's hand kept Jamie from flipping to the next page as he simply stared wide eyed at the photo before slowly asking the burning question. "Jamie, who's that," he pointed to the woman and Jamie's eyes followed Jack's finger "Her? She's my Great-great-great-Grandmother... Something like that. I forgot," he said, trying to remember everything he knew. He'd need to know that for his teacher anyway!

"Her family was one of the first family's to set up a home here," he stated as if he were reciting a note card. "She Almost died when she was little once… Her older brother saved her, but he didn't make it." If Jamie had looked up he would have seen the frozen look of disbelief on Jack's face. But Jamie was lost in his own memory of the woman's story. "If it wasn't for him I would have never been born! But it's so sad… My mom said he was just a kid…" Jamie's mother had told him that the boy had been older than himself, but that was still young. It must have been horrible for her as well.

Suddenly Jamie felt Jack's cold hand on th back of his head. Glancing up, Jamie saw a tender and almost happy smile on his face? "It's alright Jamie he knew what he was doing," Jack said softly and Jamie couldn't help but smile. "And I'm sure never regretted it," Jack smile widened and Jamie's did as well. Jack ruffled his hair before pointing to his photo albums.

"Why don't you tell me some more about your family?" Jack asked, and Jamie felt a new interest in the project pulse through him as he flipped to the front of the page and began, joyfully telling his families tale.