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How to Make A Believer Believe

Chapter Four:

Through The Snow We Go

The room was pleasantly warm.

I smiled to myself, snuggling deeper into the downy softness of my blankets as I basked in the faint warmth of the house. I knew that any moment, my alarm would be ringing its annoying little ring, but for now, I may as well enjoy the piece while I could.

I let out a small sigh and let myself doze off. A few more minutes couldn't hurt, would they?

"Rise and shine, snowflake!" A voice shouted into my ear, a blast of cold air whistling past me. "We've got a fun day ahead of us!"

I let out a squeak, leaping in my blankets only to topple over to the side and hit the wooden floor with a thud.

I let out a low groan and warily peered up, meeting bright blue eyes and an equally bright grin.

"What do you want?" I whined, grabbing the blankets hanging over the edge of my bed and pulling them down over me. "I was sleeping."

"Well, you have to be awake to have fun." Jack snorted, rolling his eyes playfully. "Now up ya' go! We have a fun filled day planned for us."

"Fun, huh?" I grumbled, propping myself up on my elbow to look up at him better. "You do realize I have school, don't you?"

Jack simply smirked, pointing to my window with a tilt of his staff. I glanced over and blinked, soft white flakes falling down past my window showed that it had started snowing.

"A little snow won't—"

"Liam! Liam!" William burst into my room, already decked out in winter clothing and a wide grin on his face. "You won't believe—Hey, Jack! What're you doing here?"

"Hey, Willie!" Jack grinned, waving a hand at the boy. "Shouldn't you be getting ready for school?"

"It's a snow day!" William exclaimed and I blinked at him in shock, Jack looking to me with a smirk.

"There," he began, twirling his staff in his hand, "Now that you don't have to worry about school, let's get started on Fun 101, hmm?"

I gave him a bland look as I stood up, yawning loudly as I stretched, keeping my eyes focused on him. "You do realize I have work later, don't you?"

"I won't make you leave work, so relax." Jack grinned, "I know you need to support the family, but that doesn't mean you can't have fun."

I could only stare in disbelief at the grinning white haired devil. William practically hopped about the room, grabbing some of my usual clothes and tossing them over to me. "Hurry up, Liam!"

White teeth were all I could see as Jack continued to grin ever-so-triumphantly at me. My alarm chose this moment to suddenly burst to life and I let loose a low sigh and blew and strand of hair from my face.

Today was going to be a long day.

"No."

"Aw, come on! It'll be fun! I promise."

"Your promises mean nothing to me."

"Ouch. Ever heard of letting someone down easy?"

"Ever heard of leaving someone alone? Or better yet, do you even know the meaning of the word no?"

Jack rolled his eyes and patted me on the head playfully. "Lighten up, snowflake. One sled down hill won't kill you."

I narrowed my eyes and jerked my head away from his hand. "I am not a snowflake. And for all you know, it could!"

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"Alright, it may be unlikely but it could happen!"

Jack shook his head, his hair tossing this way and that. "The hill isn't even that big, this is the perfect spot for beginners."

"I'm not a beginner." I snapped. "I've done this before."

"Then what's so bad about doing it now?" Jack questioned, arching a dark brow at me. "Did you suddenly develop a fear of sleds?"

"You know what," I blinked. "I did. Well, guess I can't go on!" I turned on one heel and began to walk away. "Guess I better go home and—"

"Not so fast there, scaredy cat." Cold hands gripped my shoulders and turned me around. Jack laid an arm over my shoulders, the freezing temperature of his body seeping in, and herded me back to the starting point. "You are going on a sled ride if it kills me."

I looked at him in confusion. "But aren't you supposed to be immortal?"

Jack flashed me a minty white grin. "That's the point."

I ducked under his arm and looked up to him in annoyance. "Listen, pal—"

"Pal?" Jack perked up, looking to me with shining blue orbs. "Does that mean we're technically friends now?"

"Not in your lifetime—"

"You might want to rephrase that."

"You get my point!" I snapped, throwing my arms up in the air in frustration. "I am not going on the sled. That's final."

"Come on, Liam!" William pleaded for the thousandth time. "It's fun! I do it all the time, and nothing bad ever happens."

"Yet," I grumbled, crossing my arms over my chest. "I just don't feel like it, Willie. I'll just watch you, okay?"

William pouted and looked up, eyes shining sadly.

No. No. I will not give in.

"Please, Liam?" William begged, looking up at me sadly with his baby blue hues, puppy dog stare in full affect. "Just one ride?"

I'm not going to give in.

"Alright," I sighed, slumping in defeat as William jumped about, pumping his fists into the air.

I glanced over and noticed Jack staring at William in shock, his mouth slightly agape in disbelief as he swung his head around to look at me.

Eyes like winter bore into my own orbs. "I've been trying my hardest to get you to go and all he has to do is ask once? What is this?"

"He didn't ask once." I corrected, walking towards the blasted sled. "Plus, he wasn't annoying like you."

Jack gaped at me in disbelief. Blinking, he leaned over and glanced at William. "Think you could teach me how to do that?"

"Sure!" William beamed, fixing the fluffy hat on his head. "Liam's a sucker for the puppy dog face!"

"I am not!" I argued. "I just didn't want Frosty over here getting any ideas."

"I would never," Jack began, looking aghast as he put a hand over his heart. "I'm wounded you think so badly of me!"

I gave him a blank stare and Jack smirked. "Alright, alright, now let's get this show started now, shall we?"

I swallowed the lump in my throat, looking down at the blue wooden sled nervously. "Do I really have to do this?" I questioned.

"Yes." William and Jack chorused.

I gave the two an annoyed look and sighed, nudging the wooden item with my foot warily. I felt a gaze on me and looked up to meet an amused look Jack Frost.

"W-What?" I grumbled, feeling my cheeks grow slightly hot. "I don't like sleds, okay?"

"I never said anything." Jack held his hands up in surrender. "But you've got nothing to worry about, I promise."

I gave him a disbelieving look and Jack rolled his eyes, "Your brother's got it down."

I blinked and looked to my left only to see that William had reached the end of the hill and was now waving up at me.

"Come on, Liam!" William called up, cupping his hands around his mouth. "It's fun!"

I bit the inside of my lip and took a seat on the sled. It was built so that you could tuck you legs under a small curve and grip a metal bar that ran across it. I planted my feet down firmly on either side of me and looked down at the small hill warily.

Jack planted his staff in the snow and draped himself over it, arms slung over lazily. "You need a little push there?"

"N-no." I answered curtly, cursing at myself for stuttering. "I can do this."

Jack arched a brow and looked at me, that look of amusement still clear on his face as he watched me. A sudden thought hit me and I looked to him suspiciously. "You better not pull anything, Frosty."

Jack blinked at me innocently, "What on earth do you mean by that?"

I gave him a flat stare and he let out a loose laugh. "Calm down, sheesh. I won't do anything funny."

I gave him a hard stare. "Promise?"

Amusement flittered through his wintery orbs. Jack clasped his hands behind his back and nodded his head. "Promise."

Giving him one final stare, I took a deep breath and swallowed the growing lump once more. "H-Here goes..."

I gave myself a little push and held back yelping as the sled tipped downwards. My hands gripped tightly onto the cold metal and I felt the cold wind rush past me as I sloped down the hill.

I blinked back the flurry of white and found a small grin touching my lips as I slid down the hill, my grip slowly lessened and a small laugh built up in my throat as I zipped down the hill.

"That's it, Liam!" William cheered, his small figure nearing as I came close to the end.

I grinned, feeling the sled slowly come to a stop as the wind began to die down. A sudden lurch of speed sent me gripping the metal bar as my eyes widened in shock as I whizzed past William, who looked equally shocked.

I gave a shout of surprise as the sled began to gain speed, zipping in between mounds of snow and going over some. I glanced around me in confusion, fear and adrenaline pumping through my veins as the speed constantly increased.

"Havin' fun?" A cheeky voice questioned and I whipped my head to the side to find Jack, calmly floating on his back.

His hands were behind his head as he lay on his staff, a icy trail of blue marking the path for the sled as it continued to weave in and out, zig zagging left and right.

"Jack!" I exclaimed over the wind rushing past me. "Stop this sled right now!"

Jack cupped a hand near his ear. "What was that? Stop going slow? Well, you asked for it!"

I felt a yelp tear from my lips as the trail slickened and I was suddenly rushing past kids. The children looked up in surprise and their eyes widened as I whizzed by. I caught the faintest sounds of some of them shouting a greeting to Jack.

I looked up to him in disbelief, clutching at the handle bar with my life as the cold wind ran into my face. "Jack! S-Sto—eep!"

The sled had gone over a soft mound of snow and slid upwards into the sky, propelling me forward. It landed with a hard smack to the ground and I looked up in fear as I realized I was no longer on the snowy ground, but on a sidewalk.

"Jack!" I cried, tearing my eyes away from the constantly moving scenery and glaring at the white haired devil. "Stop this thing right now! We're going to—"

The sled swung to the side, nearly avoiding a couple people walking by, shocked looks on their faces as they stared after me. "Crash!"

"Relax," Jack flashed a blinding white smirk at me. "I've got you."

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"If you," I began, shouting to be heard above the wind whistling past me. "In anyway think that's supposed to make me feel better, you have another thing coming, buddy!"

"First pal, now buddy? I'm really starting to think we're friends." Jack grinned, tipping his staff and causing the sled to jerk to the right to avoid a stroller.

I let out another yelp as the sled lurched, using a slumped cart for a ramp, the path through me upwards. I shut my eyes, feeling the wind rush past me, and fearing the worst.

Relax. The word repeated itself in my head and slowly, I opened up one eye to find that I had not yet been injured, despite the fact that the sled was still moving. I opened my eyes fully and blinked, seeing the people rush past in a blur.

And oddly enough, I wanted to laugh.

A small smile forcefully tugged its way up my lips and I let out a small burst of laughter as the sled continued to zip this way and that. I felt Jack's eyes on me and I attempted to stifle my laughter, but found it impossible.

I glanced out of the corner of my eye and found Jack grinning, a triumphant look on his face.

"Let's kick this up a notch, shall we?" Jack grinned, floating over to my right and looking ahead in excitement, staff tipping left and right as he paved a path for the sled to follow.

"S-Stop!" I managed to get out, fighting down the burst of excitement in my chest. "We need to stop!"

Jack looked to me and arched a brow. "Keep going?"

"Jack!" I exclaimed, the excitement now dying down as I gripped the bar tighter. "We need to stop."

Jack looked ready to keep going but I caught his eye and looked at him sternly. "Please. We need to stop."

Blue met aquamarine and Jack looked slightly disappointed, but none the less, and to my surprise, the sled slowly began to slow down. I looked back up and found ourselves back in the snow covered ground of the nearby area.

I slowly got off the sled, feeling my legs wobble uncertainly. I yelp as they buckled out from under me, but freezing arms stopped my fall. I looked up and met a grinning Jack, whose eyes were alight with an energetic glow.

For a moment, I found myself frozen.

His eyes seemed to have that affect. One look into those bright orbs could freeze you on the spot. I vaguely wondered if it came with being a Winter spirit.

Reality suddenly gripped me and I shivered, feeling the cold temperature he seemed to give off begin to seep into me. No matter how often he visited, I was still human. I still got cold, and being this close, you get really cold.

I stumbled backwards and blinked, still numb from the...fast paced sled ride.

"So," Jack began, the corner of his lip tugging upwards faintly in that little smirk of his. "Did a workaholic have some fun today?"

"I am not a workaholic." I answered coldly. "And that was not, in anyway, fun. I could have been killed!"

"You think I'd ever let someone get hurt having fun?" Jack questioned, looking to me coolly as he draped his arms over his staff.

No. "Yes." I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "You didn't seem to mind when we were whizzing by innocent bystanders!"

Jack kept his cocky grin. "Admit it. You had fun today."

"I did not." I argued, looking at him sternly and Jack continued to smirk now.

"Then why did I see a smile on your face?" He challenged, taking a step towards me. "In fact, I'm pretty sure I heard you laughing back there."

"It's called laughing out of fear." I shot back, adjusting the jacket on my shoulders. "It just happens to be one of the reactions some people have."

"Or," Jack grinned, the blinding white smile aimed my way once more. "You were having fun; you just don't want to admit it. Maybe there's hope for you after all."

I opened my mouth to argue when the sound of snow crunching hit my ears. I turned and blinked as William ran up to us, an excited look on his face. "Liam, that was so cool!"

"That was not cool," I reprimanded. "That was dangerous."

"But you had fun didn't you?" William questioned, his baby blues wide and hopeful.

Jack gave me a self satisfied smirk, and I bit back the urge to wipe that smirk off of his face. I looked down at the hopeful little brother below me and sighed. "Maybe a little bit."

William's eyes lit up and I smiled at the happy look on his face. "I knew it! Jack its working!"

"Looks like it, kiddo." Jack grinned, ruffling William's head. "There may be hope for your sister yet."

"Jack! That was so cool!" A voice cried and I blinked, turning to watch a younger boy rush past me and stop before Jack. "You should have told me you were visiting!"

The boy had an auburn sort of shade of hair. Light freckles seem to dot his face as he looked up at Jack in awe. I guesstimated that he was probably somewhere in his early double digits.

"Jamie!" Jack's eyes shone affectionately and I watched curiously as the spirit ruffled this Jamie's head. "Well if it isn't my favorite believer."

"How long are you staying this time?" Jamie questioned, a wide smile on the boy's face as he looked up at Jack.

"For a little bit longer, actually." Jack replied, a fond smile on his face as he gazed down at the boy. "But then I've got to go, spreading fun to the rest of the world doesn't happen on its own."

"Funny," I muttered, crossing my arms over my chest. "People seem to be having fun just fine without you."

Jamie turned around and looked to me curiously. "Who're you?"

"Now Jamie," Jack chided, patting the boy on the shoulder. "It's not nice to ask for someone's name before giving yours."

Jamie's cheeks flushed and he cleared his throat, taking a step towards me and holding his hand out. "I'm Jamie Bennett, it's, um, nice to meet you..."

"Liam," I couldn't help but smile as I shook the younger boy's hand. "Liam Jostin, and this is my little brother, William."

William peeked out from behind me and grinned shyly. I had grown used to the younger boy ducking behind me when meeting new people, no matter how nice they were. "Hi."

Jamie looked to the younger boy with great curiosity. "Hey! I'm Jamie, I haven't seen you around." He looked back up to me. "Did your family just move here?"

I offered a small smile. "We've been here for a little while actually, but probably not as long as you."

"Neither of you have been here longer than me," Jack smirked, hands in his hoodie pocket as he watched us in amusement.

"Just shows how old you are." I shot back and Jack frowned.

"Hey! I'm not that old. I'm eighteen!"

"You look eighteen." I corrected, looking at the snowy haired teen blandly.

Jamie let out a small laugh but then blinked, looking at me in shock. "Wait, you can see Jack?"

I looked down at him and sighed, nodding my head. "Unfortunately, yes."

"Unfortunately?" Jack echoed, looking to me in mock hurt. "It's a blessing to be a believer to this." He gestured to himself and I rolled my eyes.

"Jack, she can see you!" Jamie repeated, whirling around to the taller boy.

"You're kidding!" Jack joked, eyes widening in surprise.

I let out a small laugh and Jack flashed me a grin. I instantly quieted and stuck my tongue out at him. Jack raised a dark brow while Jamie seemed to flip out at this new revelation.

"But she's...she's..." Jamie seemed to struggle to find the right words. "Old."

"Excuse me," I began, offended at the comment as I looked down at the younger boy. "I'm seventeen! If you want old, talk to Grandpa over here." I jutted a finger Jack's way and he blinked.

"Hey! Three hundred is not old."

I gave him a blank stare and he rolled his eyes. Jamie looked at me in awe, "That's so cool!"

"What is?" I questioned, looking down at him in confusion while Jamie grinned.

"That you still believe in Jack Frost!"

I resisted the urge to groan at Jack's smirk at the comment. I opened my mouth to reply when he beat me to it.

"What can I say?" He rocked back on his heels, a smirk touching his lips. "I'm just that awesome."

"So you believe in him too?" William questioned, walking over to Jamie who blinked at William in shock.

"Well, duh!" Jamie exclaimed, throwing his thin arms into the air. "Jack Frost is like, the coolest Guardian there is!"

"Guilty as charged." Jack smirked, looking over at me smugly and I scoffed in return.

William's eyes lit up. "Right? He's so cool! The way he can make it snow—"

"Create the ultimate snowball—"

"Have the best snowball fights—"

"And give the best sled rides in history!" The two finished, huge grins on their faces.

"I take blame for all of that too," Jack added, shrugging sheepishly as he smirked at me. "What can I say? I'm—"

"Just that awesome." I finished, rolling my eyes once more. "Yeah, yeah, I've heard it all before, Frosty."

Jack pouted at my interruption, but none the less, a huge grin still adorned his face. For a moment, I was slightly confused. This annoying boy had come off as completely immature and someone who did as he wished.

Seeing him stop when I asked him to had been enough of a surprise, but seeing him look so fondly at Jamie...I felt like there was more to him than I was seeing. The fond way he joked with the little boy, and not just Jamie, William as well.

Like an older brother. I realized, watching him grin as William and Jamie continued to talk animatedly about the Guardian. An annoying, cocky older brother.

Older brother, huh?

A wistful smile touched my lips and I shook my head. Older siblings were not my forte. I had outgrown the admiration for them long ago.

"Ah? What's this?" A cool voice breezed by me and I looked up, jumping at the sight of blue eyes so close to my face. "It's impolite to stare, you know." Jack smirked. "Or are you just falling for my devilishly handsome good looks?"

"How could I not?" I retorted, voice bland as I looked at him adoringly. "You're the Jack Frost! Literally the coolest guy alive!"

Jack, playing along with my mock admiration, flipped his hair and flashed me a blinding white smirk. "Well, how can I deny such a loyal believer of all this awesomeness?" He waggled his eyebrows at me and I rolled my eyes, unable to resist grinning at him.

Jack's eyes glimmered at my grin and his smirk widened. He opened his mouth as if he were about to say more, but he blinked and looked up at the cloudy sky.

The look in his wintery orbs was a peculiar one. He seemed to watch it as if looking thoughtful, a look of understanding flickered across his face and he turned towards me, flashing a small grin.

"Looks like I've got to go," Jack explained, a grin still present on his face. "You know, I've got a job to do too."

I blinked, ignoring the small flutter of admiration somewhere deep, deep, deep down inside me for how loyal he was. Despite being the immature teen he came off to be, he was still...well, rather mature.

Look familiar?

"You won't be missed." I answered flatly and Jack mocked hurt.

"Ouch, you wound me, snowflake. Not even a kiss goodbye?" Jack pleaded, looking at me adoringly and I scoffed.

"If I told you once I told you twice, Frost Boy." I retorted, "See ya."

Jack let a smirk turn up the corners of his mouth as he turned to a slightly disappointed William and Jamie.

"Do you have to go now?" Jamie pleaded, looking up at Jack. "We didn't even get to have a snowball fight!"

"And you still need to teach Liam how to have fun!" William added.

"Duty calls, bud." Jack grinned, crouching down in front of the two he added. "But I'll be back."

"Promise?" The two chorused and Jack's grin widened.

"Burgess is my home after all you know. Of course I'll be back." Jack ruffled both their heads, despite their protests and stood.

Jack glanced upwards and grinned widely. "Wind! Give me a ride will ya?"

Instantly, a cold breeze rushed past, sending my hair whipping this way and that as jack lifted himself off the ground. As the wind tossed his downy hair this way and that, he glanced back down at me and smirked. "Don't wait up!"

"Didn't plan on it!" I called back, watching as he let out a loud laugh before shooting off, a cold rush of air following in his wake.

I followed the small speck of blue until it disappeared and shook my head, letting out a cold puff of air as the snow began to fall again. "Let's go home, Willie."

William looked up at me, a small look of uncertainty on his face as he twiddled with his fingers. I raised an eyebrow at my younger brother. "What's wrong?"

"Well..." William looked off to the side nervously as Jamie shifted from foot to foot beside him. "Jamie invited me over for dinner, and I was wondering..."

"You can come too!" Jamie suddenly blurted out, nodding his head as he looked up at me pleadingly.

I raised an eyebrow at the two boys. I glanced down at the clock on my phone and let out a slow sigh. "Well, I've got work in about an hour..."

William's face deflated and Jamie pouted. I inwardly chuckled and offered the two a small smile. "But I guess you can go, that is, if Mrs. Bennett doesn't mind."

"Of course not!" Jamie grinned. "And you can meet my little sister Sophie and my dog Abby too! Thank you, um..."

"Liam." I grinned before looking to William. "Promise to behave?"

"You bet!" William nodded his head viciously, pompom bouncing on his hat. "I'll be the best!"

"Sure," I nudged him on the shoulder playfully. "Go on now; I'll pick you up on my way home."

"Thanks, Liam!" William cheered, hugging me around the waist before he ran over to Jamie. "See you later!"

I smiled. "See ya!"

As William disappeared from view, I let out a small sigh and put my hands in my pockets. I took a glance at the snowy landscape before me and let out another puff of air, watching my breath cause a small cloud.

I let myself relax for a moment, glad for some peace, but slightly lonely knowing that William wouldn't be at home. Lily was most likely out shopping for groceries, so that left the house all to myself till work.

I let out another sigh and slowly began the trudge home.

I smiled softly at the small boy underneath the downy blankets.

William had fallen fast asleep after the long hours today had held. After picking him up from Jamie's, and nearly escaping a rather unwanted chat with Mrs. Bennett, my younger brother had hit the bed in a snap.

A small smile touched my lips and I planted a small kiss on his forehead, brushing away a strand of chocolate brown hair and slowly standing.

I softly made my way out of the room and shut off the light, closing the door only a small bit and making my way to my own room. I stretched my arms above my head and let out a yawn.

Long day. Need sleep. I sluggishly stripped off my sweater and prepared to flop into the warm and comforting glow my bed offered. A small breeze blew by me and caused me to shiver, I glanced up and noticed my window was opened a crack.

Grumbling silently, I moved to close it, but found myself slowly lifting it up higher. Hesitantly, I stuck my head out the window and looked up.

The sky was beautiful.

The black blanket that was night enveloped the world in a quiet peacefulness, untouched, and undisturbed. The stars dotted along faintly, not as bright, but still shimmering amongst the clouds gathering.

I let out a wistful sigh, letting the crisp air caress my face softly, the chilling cold rather relaxing against my heated skin. I grinned softly at the relaxing feel and let out another sigh, this time one of content.

It was nice to enjoy the little things once and awhile.

"You come here often?" A smooth voice questioned, a chilly breeze suddenly brushing by me and I blinked.

Well, while they lasted at least.

"Gee," I grumbled, crossing my arms over my chest as I looked to an amused yet smug looking Jack Frost. "I wonder. I mean, considering this is my house and all."

Jack offered me an impish grin. "Permission to come in?"

"Permission denied." I answered flatly and Jack rolled his eyes, choosing instead to rest his arms on my window sill, and lay his chin on his arms, blue eyes staring up at me childishly.

"How come?" He whined, looking up at me sadly. "It's cold out here..."

"You're Jack Frost."

"Can't argue with that one," Jack grinned, lower body floating up to support him as he gazed at me. "What're you doing up this late?" A smirk touched his lips. "I told you not to wait up—"

"Waiting for you was the last thing—actually; it didn't even cross my mind." I retorted, rolling my eyes at him. "And for your information, I was just about to go to sleep."

Jack made a small 'hmm' noise in the back of his throat, choosing instead to let his eyes wander around what little of my room he could see with me blocking the way. "Where's Willie?"

"Asleep." I answered, eyes flickering to the room behind me, a soft look flittering across my face for just a small second. "He's had a long day."

I felt eyes on me for a few minutes until Jack decided to speak again. "You really love him, don't you?"

I blinked, looking at him as if he were stupid. "Well, he is my little brother."

"Yeah," Jack rolled his eyes at me, shaking his head as if I were a lost cause. "But you seem to care for him a lot more than that."

I allowed my eyes to soften. "He's the only thing I have left."

There was a short burst of silence between us. The night air brought a shiver running along my spine and goose bumps to my skin. Ignoring the growing cold, I took a seat on the wooden floor and wrapped my arms around my knees. "What about you?"

"What about me?" Jack questioned, wintery orbs looking back to me.

Damn him and his eyes. "You and Jamie seem to be close." I explained; glad to have the conversation change from me to something else.

"He and his little sister Sophie were my first believers." Jack answered quietly, a fond look crossing over his pale face as he glanced to the side. "And it's thanks to Jamie that we were able to beat Pitch."

"Pitch?" I questioned, tilting my head to the side in confusion. "Who's that?"

"The boogeyman," Jack explained, a flicker of remembrance of something I couldn't identify flashing through his eyes. "A little while back, he caused quite the problem for us Guardians, but you know, me being, well, me, I totally beat him."

"What happened to Jamie helping out?" I teased, and Jack let out a chuckle, eyes watching me curiously.

I could feel a question lingering on his face and I sighed, meeting his gaze stare for stare. "What?"

"Well—"

"Liam?" A voice sounded from downstairs and I froze. "Is that you?"

"Yeah, it's me, Grandma!" I called back, trying not to wake William up as Jack watched me in amusement.

"What're you doing up there? I heard talking."

I bit my lip, racking my head for an excuse. "Just to myself, Gram!"

Jack snickered behind me and I cast him a quick glare and he looked off innocently, whistling a tune that sounded rather familiar to Chestnuts roasting on an open fire.

"Well, if it's some hunk of a boy from that you want to keep secret you're talking to instead, just have him gone by midnight!" Lily called back up and jack's snicker burst out into full blown laughter.

I shook my head and pinched the bridge of my nose. Couldn't anyone understand that I wasn't looking for a boyfriend anytime soon?

"Hunk, hmm?" Jack teased, looking rather proud of himself. "No need to keep it a secret you know, if you're attracted to me, that's perfectly normal—"

"If I were attracted to you," I began slowly, giving Jack a flat look. "Then you can do me a favor and sign me up into an asylum."

Jack let out another laugh and I sighed. "Why don't you just go home?"

"I am home." Jack answered simply, looking at me with that smug smile of his.

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "Is this how it's going to be like every night?"

Jack rolled his eyes as well at this, a smirk still on his lips, but something else seemed to flicker in his startling blue eyes. I watched him curiously for a moment before narrowing my eyes.

"What?" I questioned, eyeing him cautiously.

Jack blinked, looking startled for a moment before he cleared his throat, eyes looking down for a second before he looked back to me almost...hesitantly?

"What...What exactly happened to your mom and dad?" Jack questioned quietly.

I stiffened. Different reactions played out in my head. Part of me wanted to get angry and yell at Jack that it was none of his business. Part of me wanted to curl up and cry. And another part of me just wanted to shut my eyes and pretend the memories that flashed through my head never appeared.

I choose none of them.

"I think," I began quietly, meeting his gaze calmly, but not letting a single emotion slip past my wall. "That's a story for another time."

Jack opened his mouth, but then closed it almost instantly. Once more, I was both stunned and grateful that he chose not to pry.

Maybe he wasn't as bad as I thought he was.

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Nah. He's still annoying.

"Well," Jack spoke up suddenly and I looked to him curiously, noticing the sparkle in his beautiful blue orbs. "The night is still young, and I did promise you a fun filled day..."

"No." I answered instantly, looking at him sternly. "Whatever your planning in that devious little head of yours, the answer is no."

"Aw, come on~" Jack whined, pouting at me. "You don't even know what I was going to suggest!"

"Does it involve me moving from this spot here on the floor?"

...

"I rest my case." I answered simply, settling back as Jack frowned childishly at me, his brows creasing and looking at me like a child that just got told 'no'.

A thoughtful look crossed over Jack's face and the sparkle began to return. I contemplated shutting the window on him before he proposed some other idea, but I was halted in my thoughts when I caught a glimmer of gold.

My brows furrowed and I focused on the specks of golden dust seeming to come to life behind Jack. Jack's gaze met mine and he smirked, arching a brow. "I know I'm good to look at—"

"I'm not looking at you." I retorted flatly, standing up and walking towards the window. "Check behind you, Frosty."

Jack blinked and glanced behind him. A look of realization settled over his face and a wide grin touched his lips.

Jack glanced back at me and smirked. "What if what I had in mind didn't mean leaving your house?"

I blinked at him warily. "I'm listening—whoa!"

Jack hadn't waited for a reply and had grasped my wrist. My entire body shuddered at the biting cold wrapping around my wrist as he tugged me outside onto my roof, a wide grin still plastered on his face.

"What're you doing?" I questioned, wobbling unsteadily on the slick icing of my roof. "In case you haven't realized, it's winter and it tends to get really cold outside at night—"

A finger pressed against my lips and I looked up at Jack in surprise before glaring at him indignantly, fully prepared to bite the ice cold appendage pressed against my lips.

"Don't worry," Jack whispered, flashing me a soft grin, one rather different than his cocky smirks and endearing grins. "Just relax, and watch the magic happen."

He removed the finger from my lips and I opened my mouth, prepared to tell him off when a flicker of gold caught my eye.

I glanced up and felt my breathing hitch.

What appeared to be golden sand streamed all over the peaceful town of Burgess. The glimmering substance broke off smoothly in vine like patterns, disappearing into houses through windows and chimneys.

I watched, awe struck as the shimmering trails stretched far across the town, entwining and lighting up the night sky with a golden glow.

A small trail of the substance trickled by me and I hesitantly reached a hand up to touch the sand. Instantly, a small bird shot out from the trail, flittering about as it chirped loudly, flapping wings of sand frantically as it soared through the air.

I looked up in amazement, unable to believe what I was seeing before my own eyes. I instantly looked to Jack, who had a satisfied smirk on his face as he watched me. "Did you...?"

"Not me," Jack grinned, stuffing his ands into his pockets as he watched the golden sand make its way from house to house. "Sandy."

I blinked, registering the name before looking up in realization. "The Sandman?"

"The one and only." Jack grinned, reaching a hand up and running his fingers through the sand.

The golden substance flickered and out shot a large lion. The creature let out a deafening roar and leapt over my head, running over air and leaving clouds of golden dust in his wake as he regrouped into one of the trails.

"This is amazing," I whispered, looking up in pure amazement at the amazing sight before me. "What are they?"

"Dreams." Jack answered, grinning softly as he watched the sight as well. "I see this every night, but it never gets old."

"This is what goes on when I'm asleep?" I questioned, disbelief rising in my voice as I looked to Jack incredulously.

The Guardian smirked, offering a faint shrug. "Not everyone can see it; you have to believe to be able too."

I blinked, realizing what this meant and Jack flashed me a triumphant grin. "Guess that proves that you believe in more than Jack Frost."

"I do not." I bit back, looking to him in annoyance. "I'm telling you, one of these days, I'm going to wake up and this is all going to be one big fat dream."

Jack flashed me a bland look, and I felt my cheeks flush. "What?"

He let out a small laugh, but it was filled with joy, and I found it rather infectious. Since soon enough I found the corners of my mouth twitching up into a grin.

Another trail of sand caught my eye and I watched, curious as this one slowly seemed to come my way. Jack watched as well, his presence an ice cold chill beside me as he shifted closer.

The trail of sand silently weaved its way around us and disappeared into my room. I continued to follow after it until I blinked in realization as it disappeared into William's room.

Curiosity bubbled inside me and I stretched a hand out, softly running my fingers through the sand. Two images shot out of the trail, a boy and a girl laughing as they ran about, weaving between me and Jack before dispersing back into the sand.

I blinked, staring after the image with an odd clenching in my heart.

"What's wrong?" Jack questioned, looking to me, a sudden look of worry in his eyes. "Are you getting cold? Maybe we should—"

"He dreamt of me." I whispered quietly. "When we were younger at least."

Jack blinked at me curiously. "You looked awful happy back then."

"That's because I was," I answered, this time barely less than a whisper. My voice hardened. "But I'm happy now. He must be dreaming of some old memories, that's all."

I felt Jack's faze on me and resisted the urge to shudder under the intensity. "I think I should be headed to bed."

"Already?" Jack frowned, floating over so that he was between me and my room. "We barely did anything!"

"I have school tomorrow." I reminded him and Jack scoffed, rolling his eyes.

"Since when did that stop someone like you?" He challenged.

"Since when did you know so much about me?" I shot back.

Jack looked at me with a childishly stubborn face. "Since your one of my believers, it's my job to watch over you."

"I don't need to be watched over." I answered, narrowing my eyes at him. "And I don't want to be your believer."

Jack's eyes flickered with something I couldn't identify. "I'm not stopping you." Jack answered calmly, his voice cool. "But if you want to stop so badly, how come you can still see me?"

I opened my mouth but found myself unable to say anything back. I looked down at the roof and heard Jack move aside. I moved towards my window but hesitated, feeling him getting ready to leave behind me.

"I'm sorry." I rushed out and hopped into my room, keeping my back to him.

I heard no noise and I risked a peek over my shoulder.

Jack had stood still, at the edge of my roof, and looking prepared to take off. I barely caught the faintest hint of a smile touching his lips as his head was half turned to me.

"You're forgiven." Jack grinned, looking back to me as a spark flickered in his eyes. "But I think there's a better way you can apologize."

I blinked at him curiously. "How?"

Jack smirked, leaning over to my window and turning his face so his cheek was to me. I caught the faintest sprinkle of light freckles on his pale face; his lips were upturned into a smug little smile as an expectant look settled over his face.

I raised an eyebrow, catching on to what he was implying. I rolled my eyes and leaned forward.

Jack's smug smile widened as I came closer, and I smirked in turn as I dealt a harsh flick to his forehead. The snowy haired boy blinked his eyes open in surprise and I flashed him a wink.

"I told you before, in your dreams, Frosty."

With that, I promptly shut my window on him. Jack pouted at me through the glass and I stuck my tongue out at him, moving to flop down onto my bed and catch some well deserved sleep.

Jack stared at the window in front of him, mildly surprised by the turn of events, yet terribly amused.

A small smirk made its way to his lips as he floated upwards, the words Liam had last said lingering in his head as he followed the remaining trails of sand. Boy was she going to be in for a surprise.

It looked like he was off to request a rather specific dream, for a rather specific girl.

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