Everything will be okay, we promise

Aaaand the sequel is here! 'Bout time!

Please please please: if you haven't read Unwanted Secrets first, do so!

And on that note…I don't own rotg…*sighs*

Enjoy!

Bunny watched the spirit struggle against himself, unsure of what to do.

Should he touch him?

Or just leave him be?

Jack let out something that sounded like a whimper crosses with a squeak, which was only audible to the rabbit's ears; thus pushed Bunny to make his final decision.

"Jack…look at me."

Jack slowly moved his gaze to the pooka in front of him; his expression held a lot of sympathy, but there were also some determination in his eyes- being alone for 300 years, Jack had became the master of reading faces and had made his unreadable.

The voice spoke again in Jack's head, causing him to flinch; however, everytime the spirit wanted to look away, Bunny would tilt his head black towards him with a gentle paw.

Don't shut yourself away again, the pooka was saying in his actions, we are here for you.

"Bunny…" Jack uttered with his hands still around his ears. "Will I be okay?"

"Wha' are ya talkin' about?" Bunny said softly. For a split moment, Bunny's face spilt his raw emotions: pity, sadness and shame- but then the second was over, and Bunny put on a brave, reassuring smile.

"There's nothin' wrong with ya." Bunny then gently (and unexpectedly) pulled the frail spirit of winter into a hug. Jack froze for a few seconds, but then pulled his hands away from his ears. Jack leaned his head onto Bunny's chest. Bunny lowered his ears and looked down at the spirit in his arms.

"Ya just right, frostbite." Bunny said, "an' don't ta ever forget that."

Jack muttered something into his chest.

"Wha' was that?" Bunny asked.

"Thank you." Jack whispered and the pooka noticed that he was dropping off to sleep. It looked like whatever that was bothering had stopped doing so.

"Get some rest." Bunny whispered and Jack suddenly flinched away from the rabbit's soft embrace and bit his lip.

Bunny was shocked by Jack's reaction and tried to reach out again to touch him. However, Jack scooted away from the held out paw, staring at it like it was a wild animal.

Bunny looked into Jack's eyes and saw that they had a far away look in them- they were looking straight at him but also straight past him, as if Bunny simply wasn't there.

"Jack?" Bunny said tensely but the spirit didn't answer and instead started to mutter under his breath.

Could this be a symptom of schizophrenia? Bunny thought, looking at the spirit.

"He's hallucinating." Bunny muttered to himself out loud then gave out a long groan.

"Why isn't North around when ya need him?"

Bunny turned his attention back to the hallucinating spirit, deciding to do something by himself.

Yes, he was no Santa Claus, but he could give it a go.

"Frostbite…" Bunny started and slowly scooted towards him. "Ya gotta listen: whatever ya are seein', it's not real."

Jack turned his head towards him and Bunny saw some recognition in those big blue eyes; but Jack then switched back to staring at the corner of the room. Bunny edged closer again.

"I'm here, Frostbite." Bunny said unto the tense silence, "all of us guardians are- North, Tooth, Sandy, me- all of us are behind ya all the way."

Jack's hand reached out a little, and frost spread all over the blankets. Bunny didn't care: to him, it looked like Jack was trying to grasp for a way out. Bunny placed his paw on the spirit's pale hand and Jack whispered something to himself.

"It's not real…" he murmured and Bunny smiled.

"That's right!" The pooka said quietly and Jack pulled his eyes away from the corner he was staring at. He turned his head towards Bunny again, and the rabbit saw that the spirit was no longer hallucinating- the clouded look in his eyes had gone.

Bunny slowly wrapped his arms around Jack and this time Jack returned the hug.

"You won't leave me, right?" Jack muttered into the pooka's fur. Bunny looked down and saw that the spirit's eyes were shutting again.

"Never, ya Gumby." Bunny replied and Jack, satisfied with the answer, fell asleep in Bunny's arms.

"How iz he?" A voice boomed from the doorway.

Bunny swivelled his head around and made a shushing gesture to North, who was now striding towards the pair.

Both guardians worriedly looked down at the sleeping spirit, but he had made no sign that he had even heard all the commotion.

"Phil told me something about Jack hallucinating." North whispered, sitting down beside Bunny on Jack's bed.

"Wait!" Bunny said but then lowered his voice, remembering Jack. "Phil saw all of tha' but didn't help me? How come I didn't hear him?"

North shrugged.

"Phil is very light footed."

Bunny scoffed at the older guardian's claim.

"He still could've helped me, mate."

"Yeti are not so good at comforting."

"So he went to get you?"

"Yes." North sighed. "Phil still doesn't knock."

Jack sighed peacefully in Bunny's arms; this reminded the pooka of the task that needed to be discussed.

"Frostbite was hallucinatin'." Bunny said bluntly. North looked down at the sleeping spirit in pity and concern.

"How bad?" He asked Bunny. Bunny lowered his ears.

"Ya should've seen him." Bunny cradled the spirit closer to him. "He was so scared, Nick…I've never seen him like tha' before."

North put a comforting hand on Bunny's shoulder. Bunny smiled weakly.

"We will help him." North said and looked back down at the winter spirit. Jack stirred and curled up a little.

"He will never be cured from his condition, will he?" Bunny asked and North shook his head sadly.

"It will never leave him, no." He said, "But we can help him deal with it."

Bunny gently picked Jack up off his lap and lay him down in his bed again, then tucked him in. Jack gave a soft smile in his sleep and rolled over.

Bunny sighed.

"Take a break, my friend." North suggested and Bunny nodded gratefully.

"Are ya alrigh' to take over?"

North nodded and went to sit in the chair that Bunny was sitting in earlier.

"Thanks, mate. I really need to get-"

"Some rest." North interrupted. Bunny smiled at North's comment.

"Ya know me too well, mate." He said and North shrugged.

"I am Santa!" He said as loudly as he could without waking Jack. "I know everybody!"

Bunny rolled his eyes and walked out the room, giving a wave. North watched him go, then looked back at Jack, who was still sleeping.

"Everybody…" he whispered, dropping the merry smile on his face, "except you…"

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"He looks so adorable when he sleeps."

North's turn to watch Jack had finished and now it was Tooth's turn; in the early hours of the morning she showed up in the doorway of Jack's room, and had immediately caught sight of him nestled in his sheets. The fairy couldn't help but melt at the scene.

"Has he woke up again?" Tooth asked North, switching back to serious mode.

"A few." North answered, "but only long enough to give him a glass of water or a bit of food."

Tooth smiled and turned her attention back to Jack, who was dead to the world. She noticed that the spirit did look better though; his eyes didn't have as big shadows under them and he didn't look as fragile as he did before.

"He really tired himself out, didn't he?" Tooth said into the silence. North chuckled.

"He did. But that iz Jack for you." North tucked the spirit in his sheets more. "I don't think he will stop anything until he can no longer move."

"True." Tooth said and brushed some of Jack's white locks out of his face affectionately. "And that's what worries me, sometimes."

Jack sighed in his sleep and rolled onto his side.

"He doesn't realise how special he iz, does he?" North said after a couple of seconds of silence. Tooth shook her head.

"No…I don't think he does."

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Oh and sorry I said this would come out in mid January…I lied ;)