Hey guys, thank you for all the reviews. Sorry for the late update, life has just gotten so crazy all of sudden. T-T Anyway here is a two part that me and my bro came up with, enjoy ;)

(At Iris's Palace)

Jack woke in a sweat, he moaned as he sat on the side of the bed. "Moon my head hurts." the winter spirit cringed as he stumbled out of the room. "Two weeks, two weeks and nothing has changed." he crept silently down the hall toward the infirmary.

"You're up late."

Jack nearly jumped out of his skin at the voice, "Sheesh Patrick are you trying to give me a heart attack?"

"Sorry kid, I just got back from a deal and saw you up. Thought something might be wrong."

"No, I'm fine." Jack spoke quickly

Patrick raised an eyebrow, "You sure Jack? I mean, you've been here for two weeks and you haven't even tried to sneak off once." he smiled, "If I didn't know any better I'd say you were hiding something."

"Nope, everything is fine. Just uhh, needed to get some water."

"Kitchen is in the opposite direction."

Jack grinned; "I knew that, I just got turned around." he raced off quickly leaving a very confused Leprechaun behind him. He sighed as he walked down the hall; "Now how am I supposed to get something for this headache?" he continued walking till he saw the room that had been set up for Pitch. "I bet I can find something in there." the winter spirit thought remembering the migraine that Pitch had a few nights ago. Jack opened the door, the room was empty save for the sleeping Nightmare King, blue eyes watched as obsidian sand swirled around his brother's head. "Maybe there's something in here I can take…" he walked over to the end table, carful to not wake his brother.

As the winter spirit searched for something for his headache he was unaware of the sand stretching toward him.

Jack held up a bottle of medicine, "Perfect…" was all he had time to say before the black wave of sand engulfed him.

(With Patrick)

"Iris, have you noticed anything with Jack?" the Leprechaun asked as he got into the bed

The woman rolled over to face him, "Now that you mention it he has seemed a bit off."

"Something's wrong with him, have you noticed that he hasn't filled the place with snow? Or frozen any of the golden sentinels?"

Iris smirked, "And that's a bad thing?"

"You know what I mean…"

"I'm joking Patrick," she smiled, "I'm just as concerned as you. Have you talked to him?"

"I saw him up getting water, asked him then and he said he was fine."

Iris raised an eyebrow, "And you believed him?"

"No, but I didn't want to pressure him…"

"Go talk him Patrick."

"I'll do it tomorrow," he yelped when Iris hit him

"Go now."

"All right, all right." the Leprechaun pouted as he got out of the bed and walked out.

(With Jack)

"Not here, anywhere but here." the winter spirit shook as his eyes took in the sight of the walls dripping with magma.

"So I find you at last Pritchard."

His heart nearly jumped from his chest as the voice of Death sounded from around the corner. Steeling himself with the knowledge that he was just in a memory, the winter spirit crept cautiously forward. His breath caught in his throat at the sight before him.

Being dragged up the corridor, bound securely by chains was his brother. A thick cloth was tied tight between his teeth. What really got to Jack was the look of sheer terror in his brother's golden eyes. The man balked as the shadows dragged him forcibly toward the grinning woman. He twisted frantically against his bindings as she reached her slender hand toward him.

"Come now, don't be like that." the woman was laughing as she took his face in her hand, "I went through a lot of trouble to get you." she smirked as he pulled away from her. She nodded to the shadows,

A gasp escaped the man as the shadows forcibly pulled the gag from his mouth, he coughed, "Who are you? What do you want with me?" his voice cracked with fear

"I am Death," she laughed at his expression, "And what I want is you…" she smiled as she ran her hand down his face, "Pitch."

Golden eyes narrowed, "My name is Pritchard."

"The master names the pet," she cooed, suddenly she grabbed his hair and yanked his head sideways, "And pets need to learn to keep their mouths shut around the one that owns them."

Jack watched amazed as his brother spit in Death's face

"You don't own me."

"I am going to enjoy proving you wrong," Death scowled as she turned and opened one of the doors, she turned quickly and pulled the gag between his teeth, smiling as he grunted when she pulled it tight, "I believe I have had enough of your backtalk," she smirked, "Plus I don't feel like hearing your screams."

Blue eyes widened as she pulled a knife from her cloak, he shuddered as the memories of when Death had used it on him came flooding to his mind. He watched as Death entered the room, the shadows dragging his brother struggling in behind her. He paled as her sinister voice filled the air

"You might want to hold still, Pitch."

Muffled screams echoed from the room, Jack raced away from the room, his feet flying down the corridor his heart pounding.

"Poor little Jack."

He stopped short as he turned the corner, his eyes narrowing at the man sitting against the wall of his golden cage. "What are you doing here Darkness?"

"I'm just waiting around, I am tied to his memories." he smirked, "This is one of my favorites, it's when Death first brought him here." he laughed, "the one where she used his back as a canvas." he feigned shock at Jack's expression, "Oh, he didn't tell you?"

Jack growled, "Tell me what?"

"About the constant pain he has from her words," he raised an eyebrow, "So secretive, not sharing his hurt and pain. Trying to deal with it on his own. But then again you have that in common."

"What…"

Darkness continued, loving the fear starting to ebb from the boy in front of him, "You haven't told anyone about the fact that since you came back from the desert you can't form so much as a snowflake. Let alone bring winter to the world."

"Jack is this true?"

The winter spirit jumped at the voice, he yelped as his body hit into the door of the golden cage, he turned and faced the voice "Patrick…I…"

"Tell him child, tell how you are a useless spirit who can no longer perform your duties." Darkness laughed as Jack's shoulders drooped, "Now that that they know you'll be driven away like the outcast you…"

"Shut it Darkness." Patrick growled as he pulled Jack to him, "Come on kid, we'll discuss this away from here."

"You certainly do make a mess of everything!" Darkness called to them as they began to fade, he smirked as he rose to his feet and walked over to the door of the cage, "I must remember to 'thank' him. One simple outside touch is all it took." the man laughed as he pushed the cage door open slightly. Instead of leaving however, he simply sat back down onto the cage floor. Silver eyes danced, "Centuries I have waited, a little longer will only make my revenge that much sweeter." dark laughter echoed as darkness engulfed him as the memory began to fade.

(In the dining room)

"Why didn't you tell us Jack?" Tooth spoke, anxiety in her voice

The winter spirit didn't respond as he sat with his head down staring at the table. Tooth had come in on him and Patrick talking and as he expected she freaked out and had called the other Guardians. Now he found himself sitting at the large dining room table surrounded by the others

"You hurting Frostbite?" Bunnymund asked as he glanced at the silent spirit

Jack shook his head; he cringed when the motion reawakened the headache

"We cannot be helping if you will not tell us what is wrong Jack." North spoke gently as he caught the cringe

"I have a headache, that's all." he spoke quietly

"How long Jack?" Pitch said as he walked in, he had rushed down as soon as Patrick had woke him and told him.

Jack sighed, "Since we got back from the desert, it's gotten worse since then."

"And you cannot feel your powers at all?" North asked rubbing his chin

The winter spirit shook his head, "I haven't been able to use them since I put out the flames…"

The Guardians all startled as tears ran down the boy's face, "Jack…" Tooth spoke quietly

"Please don't send me away!" sobs burst from him surprising them; "I don't think I can handle being alone again."

"Oh Jack," the fairy flew to him, wrapping him in her arms, "Why would you even think that?"

"Darkness said…"

Pitch narrowed his eyes, "That bastard? When did you talk with him?"

"I…kind of went into your room last night looking for something for my headache."

A horrified expression came to Pitch's face, "Did you see…"

"No…I ran," he glanced at his brother, "I didn't want to see you being hurt."

Pitch sighed in relief, "Good, that memory is one of the worst I have."

"Darkness said you have constant pain from what she did to you?"

The other Guardians stopped talking and glanced at Pitch in surprise, "You are in pain?" North asked

"I thought we were discussing Jack?" Pitch spoke quickly trying to distract them

Jack glared at him as the Guardians began fussing over him once again

"We could ask Chand…" Patrick spoke up coming to his aid

"That is a good idea; he must know what can be done to help." North walked quickly from the room.

The room filled with an awkward silence, Tooth hovered nervously while Bunny fiddled with his boomerang. Pitch was pacing back and forth mumbling about how stupid he was for not noticing something was wrong, Jack simply sat there staring at the table.

"Is Sandman still out weaving dreams?" Patrick asked, the silence getting to him

"Yeah, otherwise we could have asked him." Bunny spoke; he stopped as North came into the room.

"Chand has no idea what to do," North cringed, "And I would hate to be those goblins after what he said he was going to do to them."

"So what now?" Bunny huffed

Jack startled as North placed his hand on his shoulder, he glanced up at him

"Don't worry Jack, we will find a way to help you."

The winter spirit forced a smile, "I sure hope so North."

(With Jack)

They had argued all day, each Guardian believing they knew the best way to help him. Jack shook his head at how close North and Bunny had come to actual blows. The arguing had stopped when Iris came in and suggest that they all try their ideas, till one of them worked. Jack had agreed reluctantly to go along with the plan. He sighed as he got into the bed; "As long as it works, I'm willing to try anything…" was his thought as he fell asleep.

Please review and let me know what you thought, like I said this will be a two part. Once again I am sorry for not updating sooner. Till Next time.