Hey Guys! What up? I am SO happy with myself! I have gotten to the double digits! This SHOULD mean a few more readers. I dont know about you, but when I am looking at fanfics, the more chapters, the better. Hopefully having at least ten chapters should help. I really need more readers. My friend, Kat (the one proof reading this fic) put me up to a bet. This story would have 50 reviews by Thanksgiving. Otherwise I have to walk around town in a chicken suit on Thanksgiving day...

Yeah, I have weird Friends...

Anyway...

Some people like following their favorite authors on social media and such. If you wanna do that, its fine. I do not want to give out my facebook, but my instagram is Beccakg7 for the few people who wanna search me up. The profile pic should be of me in a half mask (think: Phantom of the Opera) and it is a private account. USUALLY I will accept it. No promises that I will follow back, though.

Anyway, Without further adieu...

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Chapter 10: Just Made it.

Jack's POV

Another dove flew right by me. I went into Rebecca's room to see her running around, panicked. "What's wrong?" I asked, worried. "OmigodanotherdovejustflewintomyroomandIamsooooooo oooooobehindonmywork!" She yelled grabbing her bow and running out. In the main hall, she was running around looking for North. When he walked in, she ran up and said, a little slower, "North, I am really really really behind on my work and I have two couples that need to get together now, can I go and take care of that? I'll come back ASAP!" North looked worried, "alright, but take Jack with you, there are some countries that need snow." "Okay," she said as she ran out, grabbing me on the way.

"The first couple is Jessica Lawrence and Arnold Chaffer in Dallas, Texas." Do you wanna stop by Burgess on the way?" she asked. "Um, sure," I said, "they need some snow anyway."

Rebecca's POV

When we got to Burgess, Jack stopped by Jamie's house to say hi. I had no idea who this kid was, so I just waited outside. But then Jack came out with two kids, a boy who looked about 11, and a girl who looked about 5. "Rebecca," Jack said, "meet Jamie and his sister Sopie." Jamie had this black look on his face, while Sophie ran up to me and said, "Pretty!" Then continued to pet my wings like a bird. I laughed, it was really cute. "Jack," Jamie said, "who are you talking to?" I thought he was joking at first, so I walked up and tried to put my hand on his shoulder, but it just fell through. I was shocked. This kid, the last light, the child who believed in ALL the guardians, couldn't see me. "Jamie," Jack said, "I have a friend. She is right in front of you. Her name is Rebecca Melody, but you'd know her as Cupid. Can you try to see her?" Jamie closed his eyes and I stepped back. The boy opened his brown eyes, and gasped. "Oh my gosh. Cupid?" He said, still in shock. "So," I started, "you c-can see me?" He nodded. "H-he sees me!" I yelled. "Wait, I thought Cupid was supposed to be some kind of flying angel-baby," Jamie said slowly. My eyes widened as I laughed, "you owe me five bucks, Jack." Jack looked confused, "for what?" "Oh," I said, embarrassed, "I guess that was Patrick I made that bet with."

Jack's POV

We said goodbye to Jamie and his sister and flew down south, to Texas. It was winter down there, so I wasn't melting in the 90 degree heat. It was about 60. We saw two people, one typical Jock and a nerdy girl near each other. "Is that them?" I asked. "Yup," Rebecca said, popping the 'p'.

The Nerd, I'm guessing Jessica, was glancing at the Jock, as was he, at her. Neither one knew the other one was looking, though. "This one's gonna be easy," said Rebecca proudly. She pulled out her bow, and aimed at the girl. Making sure the arrow was notched perfectly, she shot. It hit the girl square in the back, then rebounded and hit the jock. He got up and went to sit down next to her. "Mission one, accomplished," said Rebecca. "Let's go to Russia," she said. "Why?" "Because that's where the last couple is. C'mon, it's almost night-time there.

Rebecca's POV

The couple in Russia was one of those normal, boy-dating-wrong-girl-other-girl-who-has-known-him -for-years-is-heartbroken-and-I-have-to-come-and-p atch-things-up, couples. After I had finished that job, Jack and I were sitting on the top of St. Basil's Cathedral looking over the city of Moscow.

"So," Jack started, "is that a normal day for you?" I laughed, "no, there are usually three or four. But as long as I don't take too long, they can wait up to a year or so." "Oh," he said, "that's cool. But something has been bugging me for some reason." Huh, weird. "And that would be?" I said. "The first day you were at the Pole, Bunny called you Rebecca, and this was before you told everybody else. Where'd you meet him?" Jack asked. I decided if I was gonna tall anybody, it might as well be him.

"I told you about the different stereotypes about me, well, I sort of played a part in why Bunny thought the way he did," I started. "It was Easter, about sixty or so years ago. He had just finished his rounds, when he saw me shooting another couple that he knew was always on-and-off. Don't ask me how he knew that, even I don't know. Anyway, he grabbed me and said, 'yer Cupid aren't ya.' Of course I said yes, and then continued to tell him to call me Rebecca. Then he went and said, 'What're ya doin' with those two? There always fightin'!' Back then, I hadn't figured out the stereotypes, and I just made a face and went away. Later, I guess he found out about them, and that's why he didn't go on at the Pole." I finished the story with tears in my eyes.

Jack looked like he understood, I mean eight years later, he DID cause a complete world white-out on Easter! I thought it was hilarious. I was still crying, and he came in and hugged me. "Thanks Jack, I seriously have no idea what I would do without you," I said. "Simple," he said, "you would still be in the music room at the Pole, playing Bad Day over and over and over." Then we both laughed our heads off.

"Well, isn't that sweet," said a voice behind us, dripping with sarcasm. Both Jack and I turned around, to see nothing but shadows. Then, Pitch started to come out. "What do you want, Pitch?" asked Jack, his voice low. "Not much, just something of your friend's," he answered, then shot a look at me with his bright, yellow, eyes.

Pitch's POV

"Not much," I said, "just something of your friend's. I then looked at Cupid who was standing with an arrow already notched at me. I wanted her on my side, with what was obviously happening between her and Jack, it would crush him, and I would have one of the most powerful allies ever. But I needed to get the necklace off of her first.

Jack charged, and I easily dodged him and lunged at Cupid, who shot her arrow, narrowly missing me. I took her neck in my hand, and raised her off the ground, just like a few days ago. "I s-still d-don't know what i-it is y-you want," she choked out. I heard jack trying to attack from behind, so I simply raised my other hand, and called about twenty nightmares to keep him busy while I dealt with Cupid. "I don't want anything of yours," I started, "I want you," I emphasized the last word.

I could feel my nightmares getting defeated by Jack, and I knew I wasn't going to succeed tonight. I took what little time I had, and blew some special nightmare sand directly into Cupid's eyes. I could feel her struggling to stay awake, due to both the lack of oxygen, and the sand. I dropped her in a heap as she passed out. Fleeing, I rode my oldest nightmare, BlackStorm, away from the two.

Jack's POV

I had defeated the nightmares to see Pitch flying away on one of the black horses, and Rebecca laying motionless on the ground. "Rebecca!" I cried, running over to her side. She looked up at me and weakly said, "Jack," before she passed out. I had to get her to the Pole, quickly. We had barley made it this time.

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DUN DUN DUUUUUUUNNNNN!

There is chapter ten for you. I know it is a bit short, but again. Writing this from a cell phone on google docs makes it look longer than it is.

Kay, so we are speeding up as to where I am. I just finished chapter 15. So we are really close. I will try to speed it up so that I can keep the updates coming, but no promises.

Becca, OUT!