I felt like crap. My body was heavy and I felt a huge ache on the right side of my head. The only thing that made me feel somewhat better was the fact that I was laying on a very soft and comfortable surface. I stirred and I realized I was in bed. My eyes squeezed shut, then opened; I was in my room. Was it really all a dream?

Nice. No Jack Frost, no crazy man that could put his hand through my sister. Also, no more reading fairytale books before I pass out. I slowly sat up and winced at the pounding in my head.

"Awake I see." A man's voice said at my bedside. I turned my head to see who it was. The first thing I saw was white hair and pale skin. Never mind.

"Nope, I'm still dreaming." I sighed as I held the side of my head. "What happened?"

"Well you fainted and you hit your head pretty hard on the floor, that's what it sounded like anyway. Your sister freaked out, then some guy came in and carried you in here." Jack explained.

"Some guy? That's all the description I get?"

"I'm not lying; he was some guy. Brown hair, blue eyes, somewhat broad shoulders. I guess you could say he's pretty good looking." He described.

"Julian?" I guessed.

"That's it! Anna said his name, but I just forgot." Jack said. "I mean not that I was flustered by him or anything, I really just forgot his name due to the lack of relevance."

"Oh..." I thought of the possibility of Julian carrying me into my room. "Well where is he now?"

"He left to get something. Maybe cloth or water, or whatever. Thank goodness too, the poor guy wouldn't leave your side." Jack said as he leaned on his staff.

"Really? You're mad about that?" I scoffed.

"Hey that's different. Because unlike him, it's my job."

"I see." I sighed. "So... I'm not dreaming?"

"Far from it Ica. (ice-ah)" he said.

"Ica?"

"Yeah a nickname. You're Elsa, and you can control ice; so Ica." He explained.

"Okay so that means I can give you a nickname too right? Can I call you Frosty?" I teased.

"I prefer Frost, but I guess you can call me that."

"Yeah, Frost is better. Frost it is then." I confirmed. "Just try not to use that name too often, please." Just as Jack was going to say something, the door opened. Julian emerged from the doorway holding a bowl.

"Oh, you're awake." He said as he shut the door. "I thought you'd still be sleeping so I didn't knock."

"Yeah. Good, um... morning?"

"Still evening. You weren't out for that long." Julian explained as he walked to the left said of my bed while Jack stared him down intently on the right side.

"What's the bowl for?" I asked. Julian sat down and set the bowl on the bedside table. He took a soaked towel from the bowl and wrung out the extra water.

"This. You hit your head pretty hard and I figured that your head might have been aching by now." He said as he pressed the towel to the side of my head I had hit. The pounding slowly began to dull down the longer I pressed the towel to my head.

"Wow." I sighed in relief. "How did you learn remedies like this?"

"I've had my share of hitting my head on hard surfaces. The skin on my head even cut open a few times." He admitted.

"Is that what the longer hair is for?" I said smiling at him. "Hide the scars that came from getting your head smashed."

"Actually yes." He chuckled. "You're the first person I haven't had to explain my hair to."

"Flirting when you have company beside you. Kind of sort of rude don't you think?" Jack interrupted.

"Not when you aren't seen by anyone," I said through my teeth.

"What was that?" Julian asked.

"Nothing, don't worry about it." I waved it off.

"Are you sure you're alright? I could heat the towel again for you if you'd like." Julian offered.

"Oh, uh, sure." I said handing him the towel. He went to soak the cloth again, but Jack pointed at the bowl before the cloth went in. I felt a cold air whip by my chest, I knew exactly what he was doing.

"Oh jeez. The water's cold already." He said. "Sorry. I'll have to replace it." And with that he took the bowl and walked out of my room. I turned to Jack.

"Really, Frost? Couldn't stand us being nice to each other?" I scolded him.

"You were flat out ignoring me. Plus, I might have hurled if you two kept going."

"What are you talking about? Nothing was happening." I asked.

"Oh sure 'nothing'. A stranger bringing hot water for your head. The way he smiles at you to charm you. He just wants a little kiss, kiss tonight... maybe more." Jack explained.

"First of all, I would never let that happen. I am appalled that you would think that I would." I snapped. "Second, why do you care?"

"I don't care," he stated. "I'm just saying. You have to be careful around men like him."

"Like him?"

"Charming, high title, slightly clingy."

"My word you're annoying." I said as I dropped my head into my knees.

"What? Do you want me to leave?" Jack asked.

"I wouldn't mind it." I snapped.

"Well then Ica. Just so you're extra annoyed, I'm going to stay." Jack announced as he got up and plopped down on my bed to sit right in front of me.

"Don't you have somewhere to be? Like aren't you supposed to bring winter to some parts of the world?"

"Sorry, Ica. I only bring blizzards and frost. Also I'm here for two reasons." Jack said.

"And those would be?"

"Those reasons are classified, secret, not to be heard by human ears such as yours." He said as he walked around the bed.

"Holy cow you're irritating. Do you really have to stay with me the whole time?" I groaned as I flopped back onto the pillows. Before Jack could answer my question, there was a knock on the door. Julian walked in with the bowl of hot water and another towel.

"Sorry. It took longer than I expected. I'm sorry for leaving you here alone." He said as he took the left side of the bed again.

"You don't have to apologize. And either way it's fine, I'm used to being alone." I said as I sat up. I swear I heard Jack muttered something to himself. Either I imagined it or he really said the words:

"But you were never alone..."