Sheesh, love ya too, Ciara *eye roll*

NerdyLittleCray, oh my gosh you just made my day, scratch that, you made my year! Yay! I dunno, when it comes to ROTG, no one seems to squish names so I guess it would be frozen shamrock? *shrug* So glad you ship it XD

As you wish, Guest-kcr!


The Guardians were in the midst of a somber ceremony, marking the passing of Sandy. Burning candles lined the perimeter of Sandy's stone emblem.

Tooth set down a candle and stood shoulder to shoulder with North and Bunny. Tooth held out a hand to Bunny, which he took after they exchanged a look of understanding. They looked back to the emblem as Tooth extended a hand to North.

The ringing of somber bells could be heard echoing throughout the chamber, as we reveal the elves ringing their bells as part of a ceremonial dirge.


Jack, facing a window, frosted over the glass with his finger to form a symbol of Sandy. North slowly walked up behind him.

"Are you alright?" North asked, leaning against the window ledge and crossing his arms, turning his head to look at Jack. Jack remained still, his eyes fixed on the image of Sandy.

"I just, I wish I could've done something." Jack said.

"Done something? Jack, you stood up to Pitch. You saved us." North said.

"But Sandy wo-" North cut Jack off by putting his hand on Jack's shoulder.

"Would be proud of what you did." Jack pulled back his hoodie and stood up. "I don't know who you were in your past life, but in this life you are Guardian."

"But how can I know who I am, until I find out who I was?" Jack asked.

"You will. I feel it, in my belly." North said. Jack smiled slightly. "What else is bothering you?"

"Seamus." Jack admitted, running a hand through his hair. "I... I feel really guilty about what happened to him."

"He is strong. He will be out of recovery room in no time." North said, beaming. Jack gave a half-hearted smile and kicked his staff into his hand, walking down the hall. "Where are you going?"

"To see Seamus. I have to talk to him." Jack called over his shoulder.


"Shea?" Jack said, poking his head through the doorway. A yeti tending to Seamus looked up, then grunted something and left, closing the door after him... or was it a her? Jack could never really tell.

Jack leaned his staff against the wall and walked over to the hospital bed. Seamus was sleeping, his chest rising and falling calmly. A damp cloth was on his forehead, his hair wet from hanging over said cloth. His abdomen was wrapped in thick white bandages, signifying that the wound was still bad, but the grey vein stuff had gone away almost completely. Jack took the cloth off Seamus's head and smoothed the hair from his face, before leaning down and pressing a kiss to his forehead. His forehead was warm, too warm.

Jack turned and crossed to the sink, wetting it under the faucet before blowing on it slightly. It chilled instantly. Jack carried it back over to Seamus and placed it on his forehead. Jack remained gazing at Seamus, as if in a trance, a pensive expression on his face. He was so preoccupied that he almost jumped when Seamus reached up and placed his hand over Jack's. His eyes opened slightly and he yawned, regarding Jack tiredly.

"Morning." He said. Jack smirked, sighing in amusement. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked Seamus over. He still looked sick.

"How are you feeling?" Jack asked. Seamus draped an arm over his eyes.

"Like I was hit by a truck." He admitted, groaning miserably. Jack smirked and patted him bandages.

"Well, they patched you up. North says you'll be out soon." Jack said, failing to mask his concern, his hand resting on the bandages. Seamus grabbed his hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze, a smile on his face.

"Don't give me that guilty look. I'm glad I jumped in the way." Seamus said. Jack smiled in return, then he looked confused.

"Hey, where's your necklace?" He asked.

"What necklace?"

"The celtic knot that you had on at the Irish Festival." Jack clarified. Seamus's mouth formed a little 'o' and he reached into his pocket. He pulled out the necklace and smirked.

"Good memory." He remarked. He then leaned up and slipped the chain over Jack's head. The metal was warm against Jack's skin, and the symbol rested over his heart. Jack slipped it under his hoodie and gazed at Seamus. And then the door flew open. The yeti-nurse grunted something and Seamus thanked him/her before the yeti threw something to him and left. It was a large black tee-shirt. He slipped it over his head and shooed Jack off the bed before swinging his legs over the side.

"You speak yetish?" Jack asked.

"Sorta. She said that North needed us in the Globe room and that I was free to go." He said, resting his bare feet on the floor. He sucked in a deep breath before pushing himself to his feet. He let out a cry of pain and almost collapsed, but Jack caught him and gave him a concerned look.

"Are you alright?" Jack asked.

"Never been better." Seamus hissed sarcastically. Seamus used him as a crutch as they made their way to the Globe Room.

"Look how fast they're going out." Tooth said, worried.

"It's fear. He's tipped the balance." Jack said. He walked up closer the globe. He looked at the lights going out, then back to the Guardians. There was a nervous tension in the room. Bunny twirled his boomerang.

"Hey, buck up ya sad-sacks. Come on! We can still turn this around! Easter is tomorrow and I need your help. I say we pull out all the stops and we get those little lights flickering again!"


A massive wooden door swing open; North lead Jack, Seamus, and the Guardians through the doorway, into an elevator, and through his factory.

"Bunny is right. As much as it pains me to say old friend, this time Easter is more important than Christmas!" North announced.

"Hey! Did everyone hear that?!" Bunn exclaimed, grinning.

"We must hurry to the Warren. Everyone, to the sleigh!" North yelled. Bunny stopped him with a smirk.

"Ohh no, mate. My warren my rules. Buckle up."