Warning. Extreme spoilers for Rise of the Guardians Movie within this chapter. Character name spoilers for the fourth installment of the guardians of childhood have been warned!

I really wished Jack got some closure with his sister…Because it seemed he got over his past fairly quickly, unless it hadn't really sunk in yet…..Sarah isn't his sisters name, but for the moment it is since well for me since it's not mentioned anywhere what her name actually is. IMDB says Pippa but that is one of girls who is Jamie's friend.

I also have a head cannon that because Jack is technically a spirit he can physically touch ghosts even though they're on different planes of existence. Excuse my grammar and off writing. I haven't really done something like this in a long time.

2: Returning home

Sometimes Jack wished he never unlocked his memories. Don't get him wrong he was extremely happy and relieved to know his past before he became the winter spirit Jack Frost however, the guilt always returned when he reflected back on them.

He now understood why MIM took them away when he work up. He would've spent the earlier years of his immortal life following his family. Trying anything to get their attention and possibly drove himself insane in the process.

Jack slowly walked through the woods, the atmosphere no longer familiar from when he was human but the old trees still held memories of happier moments in his life. The village was long gone save for the sturdier pieces of possessions and furniture that survived being passed down from generation. Those were now safely stored in the town's heritage museum. Amazingly his father's hunting musket was there.

Lost in his thoughts Jack came to a stop and looked around. Somehow he had led himself directly to where his house used to stand. Nostalgia clenched at his heart and he swore he could hear his sister's laugh and the smell of this mother's cooking. His mind screamed for him to leave but somehow his body pressed forward and farther into where his village once stood.

Following a small over grown path pain suddenly shot up his right foot as he stumbled forward. He swore under his breath and looked down at what he had tripped on. It was a stone slab. A stone slab with worn out markings. Jack's brows furrowed now, putting his staff down as he leaned forward to get a better look at the stone. His fingers reached out to wipe away the grit that covered the engraved markings that the rain and time had worn down. What he discovered made his heart stop for a second. He had found his own grave.

The shock sent him falling backwards onto his butt and he scooted away his breath quickening. His blue eyes now made out the other stone slabs surrounding the area as realization hit him. He had stumbled upon the village cemetery. Jack closed his eyes trying to calm himself down to prevent a panic attack. Taking a few deep breaths he opened his eyes again to look at his grave, this time noticing there were three more stones surrounding his. They were of his family. The engravings were barely visible but he knew it was them. Jack bowed his head, heart pounding painfully in his chest. The emotions he felt were getting the better of him.

"I'm sorry." He muttered quietly. "I'm so so sorry." His vision became blurry as cold tears started to fall down his cheeks. He knew his parents would be proud of him for saving his sister but knowing that he put them though all that pain hurt. A muffled sob escaped his lips as his thoughts turned to his sister. Out of all the guilt he felt she stood out the most. She had to live with the trauma of seeing him die and not be able to do anything about it. His shoulders shook now, leaning forward to place a hand on his sister's gravestone. Jack continued to whisper apologies; hoping they could at least hear him.

A tiny hand touched his head. It was cold, had a weight to it yet at the same time felt like it was only air. He held his breath, right hand inching toward his staff.

"Jack?" Pipped up a little girl's voice. Jacks eyes widened and he slowly lifted his head suddenly afraid of what he would see. He took in a pair of tiny deer hide shoed feet, skinny legs, brown dress and finally the face of a girl around Jamie's age with light brown shoulder length hair. His heart leapt into his throat at the sight of the little girl in front of him. She looked real as he was but a pale light surrounded her.

"S-Sarah?" Jack his voice cracked slightly and he backed up wondering if he was going insane. A small smile was on his sister's face.

"No Jackson Overland Frost you are not going mad." She replied with a giggle as if she could read his thoughts. Tears now began to form at the corner of her eyes. Jack slowly reached up to touch her face. Like the hand that was on his head earlier it was cold yet solid. Sarah smiled happily tears now falling.

A smile slowly began to form on Jack's face and with a loud whoop he was on his feet scooping up the child into his arms and hugging her tightly. Both siblings laughed as Jack spun them a few times until Sarah said she was getting dizzy. Smiling through the last of his tears Jack put her down but as he did Sarah still clung to him now sobbing; her smaller frame shaking. His smile disappeared and he wrapped his arms around her tightly.

"Hey…" He said softly petting the back of her head. "Hey now don't cry. It's alright…." She only sobbed harder.

"It's not okay." She spoke against his stomach, voice muffled. "You said it was going to be okay! You said 'you're sorry' but I'm the one who should be. You died because I didn't listen to you. If I only listened then you wouldn't have-"

Jack continued to hold her, rubbing her back until she started to calm down.

"Listen it wasn't your fault okay? I suggested we go skating…I'm just sorry you had to see and live with that." His sister hiccuped and he held her a little tighter taking in a shaky breath of air. "Lets…Lets just put this behind us alright? It's in the past now. " Sarah nodded softly. Jack slowly released his sister and leaned down till he was eye level with her.

"Your face is going to stay like that if you continue to cry." He smirked at her, lightly poking the tip of her nose. The girl giggled though her tears, and wiping her eyes with her hands. Jack then sat down on the ground and patted the spot next to him, grinning up at his sister. With a smile of her own she sat next to him, leaning her head against his shoulder. They sat in silence for a minute or so until Jack cleared his throat.

"So…I know this is awkward but what happened after I well…..Died? I bet I missed a lot of things huh? What about mom and dad? Are they here too?" Asked Jack rubbing the back of his neck with a hand. Sarah was quiet for a moment before she spoke.

"Well…..A few years later I got married….You were a uncle to two nephews and a niece and grand uncle to a boy. As for mom and dad they mourned…We all did but they continued their lives as best as they could….They..didn't suffer when they died. Both went in their fact they wanted me to tell you that both of them are proud of you…Especially dad." Jack let out a breath of air when she made note of their parents. Another weight lifted off his shoulders even though he felt kind of annoyed that he wasn't around to give his sister's boyfriend a hard time.

A glint of mischief was in Jack's eyes as he slung an arm around his sister's shoulder. Sarah had a feeling what his next comment was.

"So who was the lucky guy..?" Jack suddenly became serious. "Did he treat you good? Do I need to track him down and have words with him?" Sarah laughed and lightly pushed on his chest.

"I married Jonathan Anderson…The kid who lived two houses down." Jack raised a eyebrow. "You mean the skinny kid with big ears?…Really?"

She stuck her tongue out at him. "He grew into them…And it happened a long time ago. He moved on to the other side already." Sarah trailed off with a far away look in her eyes.

"You must miss him…." He paused as he realized something. " How long have you been waiting for me?" Jack asked quietly, staring intently at her. She fidgeted avoiding his gaze.

"Not long…" Jack gave her a look, the one their mother gave them when they seemed to be hiding something. "About two hundred years?" She replied weakly not wanting to say give or take a another fifteen years. She didn't want him to be upset or feel guilty. "But-But I would move between worlds so it wasn't like I was completely alone. And the Man In the Moon kept me company sometimes. He would let me know what you were up to….And I saw you a few times…..Recently too when you all fought the Boogey Man….And lost your friend...But.." Jack looked away running a hand through his hair.

"But I didn't see you because I couldn't remember…" His sister nodded. Jack suddenly sat up straight blue eyes wide. "Wait…the Man in the Moon talked to you? Why did he talk to you?"

Sarah shrugged lightly a little confused as to why he would be shocked. She always thought MIM talked to everyone if they listened hard enough. "Didn't he talk to you?"

"Rarely…" Replied Jack shaking his head. "All he did was tell me my name…And kept me company from time to time….But that was about it…Only a few months ago did I get my memories back…I didn't realize I had a life before well…." He gestured to himself then leaned over to pick up his shortly forgotten staff. Sarah watched him for a second, taking in the difference of hair and eye color.

"It looks good though….." She giggled petting his silvery hair. A small smirk appeared at the pause. "Grandpa." Jack's mouth dropped open.

"Hey! I may be way older than you now but at least I look ten times cooler than before. If you want old the Easter Rabbit has been around since almost the beginning of time. " He scoffed trying to look indignant. Sarah began to laugh and thousands of miles away under ground Bunnymund sneezed violently.

With the comment about Bunnymund fresh in his mind an idea popped into his head. Jack stood up and faced her grinning from ear to ear, staff propped over his shoulder. He held a hand out to her.

"Hey would you like to meet the whole gang?" Excitement shone in her brown eyes, taking her brother's hand who helped her up.. She always wanted to meet them when she was alive. Her excitement was short lived however, and replaced with a look of uncertainty. Jack didn't seem to notice her change in attitude as he started to ramble off about the guardians.

"I think you and tooth are going to get along really well. Don't worry if she wants to take a look at your teeth. Sandy is super cool, North…He can be kind of intimidating but he's really nice, Bunnymund….He's okay once you get past how full of himself he is but other than that-" He turned around and saw her crestfallen expression. Jack leaned down, placing a gentle hand on her head. "Sarah what's wrong?"

"I-I don't know if I can go with you Jack….I'm different from what you are. I don't think I can cross anything like the sea let alone leave this area..…" Sarah looked like she was about to cry. Jack smiled softly at his younger sibling, petting her hair.

"Hey don't worry about it. I'll figure something out…."