Author's Note: I'm finally updating. You're welcome! (Jack Frost reference lol) I'm so sorry for the long wait! Just know that even if I take a while to update, I WILL UPDATE! :D Read and Review please!

"Huh, so this is what it looks like inside," Jack said, mostly to himself as he walked through North's toy workshop with a small smile on his face, the other Guardians not far behind him.

"You've seen it before, Frostbite. Lots of times," Bunnymund informed him, a small sinking feeling running through him. He had thought that maybe his memories would just come back no problem when he saw the familiar setting; he had been wrong.

"Don't you recognize anything Jack? Anything at all?" Tooth asked hopefully, buzzing up next to the boy. Jack, still uncomfortable with having the others so close to him, moved back a couple of feet before answering.

"No," he said, feeling slightly annoyed now. Could they quit asking him that question? If he recognized anything, he would obviously speak up; they didn't need to keep pestering him, no matter how concerned they were for him. Jack still wasn't completely sure how much they really cared anyway. No matter how hard he tried to push it out of his mind, that one comment Pitch had made about the "Easter Disaster" stayed stuck there like glue, and he couldn't help but be wary. He just hoped that he hadn't made a mistake in trusting the Guardians . . . .

"Jack?" He was pulled out of his thoughts by Tooth snapping in his face. Startled, fell backwards onto the floor; immediately, Tooth and Sandy, the two nearest Guardians, moved forward to help him up, but Jack shrugged them off, finally having had enough of their annoying over eagerness to help him.

"That's enough!" he shouted, ice shooting out from his staff and just barely missing the Guardians and Baby Tooth, who all quickly moved out of Jack's line of fire; they all looked at him with shocked faces.

"Just…leave me alone! Give me some space!" He continued. Confused, annoyed, and not really sure what else to do, Jack made a mad-dash for the nearest room and locked himself in it by freezing the doorknob and door hinges. He could hear their alarmed, hushed talking on the other side of the door, but he tuned them out, focusing on his new quieter, less stressful environment for the time being. There was a bed in one corner, a small nightstand right next to it, and a dresser pushed up against the opposite wall. Judging by the incredible lack of furniture and décor, Jack assumed that it was a guest room that wasn't used much. In fact, there weren't even any windows in the room. The only thing on the wall was a crudely done drawing, obviously constructed by a kid. Curious, he walked over to it, wondering what was important enough about it to be the only thing hanging. Once he was close enough to it, he could examine it closely.

It was a normal sheet of white paper. On it, in crayon, was what looked like the Guardians, including Jack, with two young kids? Jack felt a sense of familiarity toward it, and what felt like a tickling sensation in the back of his mind. Then, in a split second, he knew what it was.

"Jack! Jack, look what I made!" Jamie said, running outside to meet his favorite Guardian. "It's you, and the other Guardians, and me and Sophie!" he continued excitedly.

Jack took it, smiling at the simple drawing. "This is great, kiddo. I'll take it to the North Pole with me when I head back and show the others."

The Spirit of Winter smiled. Finally, finally he could recall something, something important. The boy who had drawn this was the same one that had just tried to talk to him not that long ago, the little brown-haired boy….This could solve everything! He just had to find this kid, get him to explain what he had been saying before! After all, if Jack had spent time with him, then wouldn't he be a friend? What he said had to be the truth, right? Excited, Jack rushed back over to the door, intent on finding his way back to the house of the boy in his memory. He stopped himself before he turned the doorknob, though; the Guardians were still out there, and Jack knew they would try to stop him from leaving the Pole by himself, and he couldn't stand to be around them right now; he needed to hear from someone besides them, and he knew this kid was the one. So how was he going to get out of here without getting caught? Just to be sure that the Guardians were still out there, Jack put his ear against the door, and sure enough, he could hear their hushed conversation. He sighed; this was going to be complicated.

Turning quietly away from the door, Jack surveyed the room again, this time more thoroughly; there were definitely no other exits, so the way Jack saw it, he had two options. The first was to use his powers to create a hole in the wall, therefore creating his own exit. The second was to simply open the door, and make a fast attempt to get past the Guardians. Both ways were equally risky. If he made the hole, it would certainly make a lot of noise, and they would try to investigate, possibly being able to gain entrance to the room and stop Jack before he could escape. If he tried to just get past them, it was inevitable that if he wasn't fast enough, they would all make a grab for him, and the Spirit of Winter knew that at least the Tooth Fairy and the Easter Bunny were pretty speedy themselves.

After carefully weighing his options, Jack made a choice. Careful not to make even the slightest noise, the winter boy defrosted the doorknob and waited, listening for the right time. As soon as he was certain that the beings on the other side of the door were completely engrossed in their conversation and wouldn't be prepared (at least right away) to catch an escapee, he opened quickly pulled open the door and, with a burst of speed and determination, made a break down the hallway, laughing at the expressions of shock on their faces. However, it stopped being funny when he could hear the sounds of their pursuit behind him, their frantic shouts for him to come back. Jack knew that of he got caught, his plan to meet with the kid alone would be ruined, and he was not about to let that happen. In a split second he turned down the nearest hallway, zigzagging through the air down random corridors to try and lose his pursuers. Eventually, the sounds of footsteps and wing beats faded, and Jack was able to slow down a bit, looking for the best way out of the workshop, but first raiding the nearest shelf for some of the magic snow globes North had used to get them here.

Once the Guardian of Fun had two of them safely tucked away in his pocket, he dashed for the nearest window, shattered it with one icy blast, and made his escape.

After he was a good enough distance away, the spirit took out one of the magic device and, whispering Burgess, Pennsylvania into it, smashed the thing against the ground, successfully opening up a portal into the hometown of the little boy.

"Kid, I hope you have the answers," Jack muttered to himself, and then found himself flying into the swirling vortex, leaving the searching Guardians far behind him.

Author's Note: I hope this longer-ish chapter makes up for the long wait! Next update will come soon! This chapter looked longer in my word doc :(