I'm completely overwhelmed by the support I have received from everyone! Thank you for all of your kind words (and concrit! I love it, I do!) This is my first time writing in a long time. I'd say decades but that would be showing my age…

Speaking of age: Jack is supposed to be an eternal 18 year old. Personally I don't buy that he's 18, but I know many do so I am going to leave the exact figure to your own imagination. Let's just say he's a teenager and go with that!

Bunny had only ever seen pandemonium like it once before, and Jack had been to blame then as well. Alright, granted it wasn't like they could hold the Frostbite responsible for whatever evil schemes Pitch might be brewing, but Bunny certainly intended to blame Jack for the way his heart no longer seemed capable of beating.

"What the bleeding hell do you mean he can't see us? He is us!" Bunny knew he was a lot of bluster and sound, but he didn't deal well with frustration, and no one frustrated him more than Jack Frost.

And Jack, who was slumped on the floor at the foot of North's bed, would usually have accepted that fact with a great amount of pride. Now, he just looked lost. Lost and scared and damn if that didn't spark every protective instinct Bunny had.

Jack Frost was not someone who needed protecting. If anything, things needed protecting from him. But this boy, the boy Jack had once been, was human. He was mortal. He was fragile and vulnerable in ways that Jack Frost was never and could never be.

While Bunny and North were fretting like old maids, Phil lumbered over and tried to help Jack to his feet. He grabbed the boy's arm gently and wailed when he passed straight through him.

"I don't think he can see any of us." Tooth said sadly. "He doesn't believe in magic."

"He's a kid! All kids believe in magic!" Bunny protested. Even the ones who were raised to hate it, somewhere, deep inside that special place all Guardians protected, they believed in something.

"Well clearly he doesn't!" Tooth snapped. There were tears in her eyes and Bunny immediately moved to comfort her. Wrapping one paw around her small shoulders, he tucked her in close and tried to calm himself.

North shooed the elves out and Phil followed morosely. Bunny had long suspected that Phil didn't dislike Jack half as much as he pretended to.

He sympathized.

"What do we do?" Tooth looked up at Bunny imploringly. "His family died centuries ago!"

"His family is right here." Bunny shook his head. "We'll figure this out." On the floor, Jack continued to shiver violently. He tugged the covers from the bed and dragged them into the corner, his eyes feverish and bright, darting from one side of the room to the next. "We have to."

Three hours later and all they had managed to do was stop North from marching out and tearing Pitch's arms off. Personally Bunny was all for it, but Tooth and Sandy hadn't been impressed. Mores the pity. Bunny could get behind a little arm removal right about now…so long as he got to shove a boomerang or two where the sun would never dare to shine first.

Jack had fallen into a fitful sleep, oblivious to them all as they paced and plotted. It was a bitter pill to swallow, to be invisible to the boy who had long been invisible to the world.

It hurt more than Bunny thought he could stand.

"Pitch did this! Pitch can undo it." North waved his arms violently, dislodging items from shelves to rain down around him. "He need encouragement…I happy to provide!"

"Get in line, mate." Bunny sighed. He's stopped looking in Jack's direction right about the time the kid had dropped off to sleep. He was such a small thing, he got lost in the blankets and looked so heartbreakingly pitiful curled up tight against the cold. "Sandy, can't you do anything about…" Bunny waved his hand at the way Jack twitched and whimpered.

Sandy shook his head. There were already fine grains of sand circling Jack's head, but the problems wasn't his dreams, Sandy explained, but his sickness.

"He's not going to get better here." Tooth pointed out. "It's too cold."

"We could take him to the warren," Bunny offered. It was nice and warm there.

North shook his head. "Too hard to defend."

"What's to defend?"

"Pitch did this for reason." North growled. "We don't know what."

"You think he'll come back?" Tooth was up and hovering over Jack in moments. She was fierce when protecting her own – even Bunny wasn't crazy enough to mess with her on some things.

"There's more going on here than just turning Jack human." Bunny admitted reluctantly. "What's the point? To make him vulnerable?"

"To make us vulnerable." North said, looking at Sandy who wore such a mournful expression on his face Bunny felt his own ears droop. "How do we protect child who does not believe?"

"We're not going to let anything happen to him!" Tooth said firmly, flying over to look North square in the eye.

"And how do we stop it?" Bunny felt his temper rise again. "He can't see us. What are we supposed to do, just keep the nipper locked up in a tower for safe keeping?" North's expression brightened in hope. "We're not locking him up in a tower!"

"We could go to the Tooth Palace." Tooth suggested.

"Pitch has already broken in there once. He's found his way past all our defenses."

"So what, nowhere on earth is safe for him right now?" Bunny demanded. The idea made his insides squirm. They had to be able to protect Jack. If they couldn't protect one child – their child – then what good were they?

"Er…guys?" Tooth broke the thoughts from Bunny's head. Sandy tugged on his first sharply and pointed to the open door. "Where's Jack?"

"Curious bleedin' little imp!" It might have been funny under any other circumstances, but the way in which they all spurred into a panic spoke only of their fear. The corner Jack had occupied was empty.

They found him soon enough, blanket wrapped around his thin shoulders and his face flushed with fever. His bare feet padded silently against the cold stone and his toes curled, but he ventured deeper into the Pole with a single minded curiosity that gave them all a sudden spark of hope. For the first time, they could see their Jack in this strange human boy.

"Stay with him." North whispered needlessly.

Bunny nodded silently and moved closer.

He wondered what Jack was seeing. Every resident in the Pole was present as Jack descended the stairs. They parted like an ocean to let him past, hopefulness and fear on their faces.

Jack noticed none of it.

Not the yetis or the elves. Not the giant globe that sparkled and shone in the darkness. He moved silently onwards in a trance before stopping on the balcony where they had first tried to make him one of them.

The Moon shone full and heavy overhead, his glow falling on Jack in an enveloping light. Bunny knew Jack's relationship with his creator was strained. The Man In The Moon had only recently started to repair the space between them, finally able to reach his wayward child now Jack had fulfilled his potential.

"Please," Bunny said, looking up at the night sky. "Please help us."