And with that he flew out the window

There was no way that tooth was going to let her friend get away a second time. She had no idea why his eyes had widened to the size of dinner plates and his normally pale countenance flush such a shade of bright red. He had stood up like someone she had seen before who had forgotten to turn of the oven before they left the house.

Now, flying as quickly as she could, she struggled to keep up with the white haired figure. The wind was helping—creating a slipstream against the wind—but it was also freezing cold leaving her breathless and shivering.

When their destination could be seen Tooth's heart sank. They were back in burgess. Jack landed non-too gently on the ground the wind suddenly stopping and dropping him like a rock. Tooth fluttered behind him and touched his shoulder.

"Wha!" Jack turned quickly at the unexpected contact.

"Jack what is going on?" asked tooth fearfully. His face was what ad scared her. The pale skin had become as white as the snow, becoming blue in the lips. He had circles under his eyes, making him look like a sick child.

"I- I felt," he was too excited to speak. Or was it fear that made his voice quiver?

"Calm down Jack what is it?" asked Tooth keeping her hands on both of his shoulders.

Jack inhaled deeply. "I felt someone who believes," he whispered.

Tooth had no words to describe the way her hope soared as high as the moon filling with unbridled joy. She would see the boy smile again. He hadn't smiled for what felt like an eternity to her.

"That's great Jack…" she paused, "but where?"

"That's what I came to find out."


Jackie smiled at her aunt pulling out of there hug. They both felt the wild joy of childhood hopes and knowing something amazing for certain.

"How did we forget this?" asked Sophie again.

"I don't know," admitted Jackie. "But I am never going to forget. I will tell all my kids."

Sophie smiled at the thought of her triplet nieces down stars with their older brother watching over them.

"How are we going to tell Jack. How do we let him know we remember?" asked the younger woman of her aunt.

"You could tell me," said the quiet voice of a teenage boy.

Both women flipped their heads around to the window where Jack Frost—the guardian of fun, the boy with longer life than any human, the snow spirit—sat with a small smile on his face.

"Jack!" both women shouted. The stood and attacked him in a hug. He pulled back for a moment but gave into the loving embrace of the bigger and warmer bodies.

"I am so sorry," blubbered Jackie. "You were always there for me when I was little but I forgot you I am so sorry."

"Don't worry about it," Jack's voice became choked with suppressed sobs as he felt the love radiate off of this woman. "I never forgot that little girl with the scraped knee in the back of the parking lot at the first day of kindergarten."

Jackie blushed, "you still remember that?"

Jack tapped his temple. "I never forgot any of you. Not you or your little sisters Maggie or Joshua or… any of them."

Jackie finally let go and got a good look at him. His face was still pale, his smile was as wide as it had ever been, his hair was still in its white windswept style, the blue hoodie was the same, and his big blue eyes full of care and a sadness that was endearing somehow were still as blue as the ice in the pond at Christmas.

"Hey little one," said Jack turning to Sophie.

"Little one?" laughed Sophie. "I am a grown woman."

"You are still the little girl in that pink dress and wings for her third grade recital. And to bunny you are still in pj's and un-brushed hair with a missing front tooth."

"How is my dear bunny?"

"He'll be better when he comes and sees you next week for Easter."

"Does he still call me-?"

"Ankle biter? You know he will call you that forever." Jack turned to the window were a small sound of wings caught his attention. "You remember Tooth don't you?" he asked both the women holding his hand out to the fairy.

Both Sophie and Jackie gave her the same welcome they had given Jack. Trying to avoid being crushed Jack flew up to the ceiling and stuck there his hair being ruffled by the breeze that made him stay there.

As the girls greeted each other Jack stayed still smiling at the two women he had seen grow up.

Quietly he snuck through the door and down the stairs where three little girls with Sophie's blonde hair slept. Right by them on the couch curled up on the couch was a little boy with brown hair closed eyes, a faint spattering of freckles on his face and a smile covering his face as the dream on snow filled his mind.

Jack reached out a hand to the sleeping boy, "Jamie?" he sobbed.

"No," said a voice quietly form the stair case. It was Jackie. "That is my son."

Jack picked up the sleeping boy, holding him in his arms. "He looks just like him."

Jackie merely nodded.

The white haired boy set the younger child down and wiped the tears from his face. "What is his name?"

"James."

The snow spirit smiled. "Suits him." He flew gently up the stairs to Tooth who stood and went silently to the window with Jack. Tooth fluttered outside as jack turned back to the two grown women.

"Don't forget," he whispered. And with those words eh and he fairy shot of into the warm night leaving a faint trail of snowflakes as the moon smiled down at his children.

Next to the moon a new star smiled down at his sister, his daughter and his best friend.

Good luck Jack Frost. It thought

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