I couldn't sleep, and I had a stroke of inspiration. So here's a new chapter!

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When we got back, everyone surrounded us, asking Jack questions.

"Jack, are you okay?"

"What took you two so long?"

"What were you doing?"

After a moment, they quieted. "Everything's fine, we just talked," Jack replied simply. He didn't say anything else, which is probably best. The others don't need to stress about my encounter with Pitch.

"Now, can we proceed to what we originally gathered for?" Jack said, gesturing toward me.

"Oh, yes!" North said, glee lighting up his face. He turned to me. "Now, Jessa, how would you like to become Guardian?"

The question threw me off. Me? A Guardian? That's not right; I'm not good for anything.

"A… a Guardian?" I sputtered.

"I know, is quite a big responsibility. Would you come talk with me, privately?" North said, walking towards me.

I nodded, still speechless. I followed him in a loud silence, and entered a room. He closed the large door behind me. I turned and looked up at him. He stood there, arms crossed, large blue eyes seeming to bore into my soul.

After a moment, he spoke. "What is your center?"

"Pardon me?" I asked. I'm getting a little tired of all these questions.

"Your center. Your reason, your purpose, your belief for the children. What is it?"

I looked at the ground in thought, but finally looked up into his eyes and said bluntly, "I have no idea."

"You saw your memories, correct?"

"Yes, sir," I said.

He stroked his beard and looked down in thought. Suddenly, he jumped, his face lighten with a bright idea. He walked over to a shelf, where he pulled off a wooden nesting doll. He brought it over to me and placed it in my small hands. It was an image of North, in his heavy coat, carrying two swords, and a slight frown on his face.

"Now, you probably see me as first doll. Ruthless, large, swordsmen of adventure! But, underneath that-" I removed the first doll to reveal him, a gentle smile on his face, rosy pink cheeks, and a vibrant aura about him. "I am kind, gentle, happy man!" He listed other characteristics of himself as a removed each of the dolls, until I got to the very last one.

"Now, tell me what you see."

What I saw was a small baby, with gigantic blue eyes.

"Big eyes?" I said, unsure of the answer.

"Yes, but what else?" he asked, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Big blue eyes?" I said, still confused about where this was going.

He laughed. "Eyes full of wonder! Eyes that can see the magical things in life, eyes that can see through the darkness, eyes that can see the beauty in everything! Look around!" I looked, trying to see what he is describing. When I looked really hard, I was amazed at the room I was in. There were small vehicles flying around the room, the colors of everything, the beautiful carvings and images. I smiled. It was wondrous.

When my gaze fell back on North, he smiled. "That is my center. That is what I protect for the children. Their wonder."

He walked closer, and then poked where my heart is. "What's your center?"

"I-"

Knock-knock.

North turned toward the door and opened. Jack was standing outside the door, leaning on his staff. He waved.

"What do you want, Jack?" North asked.

"Do you mind if I talk to Jessa?" he asked with a smile.

North looked at me like we were busy, but then sighed. "Yes, it's fine."

Jack smiled. He turned from the door, sticking his arm out for me. I walked up to him and took his arm. He escorted me to another room inside North's large workshop. He opened the door, and I stepped in. I gasped.

The room was snowing. Literally. It was snowing inside the room. It wasn't a blizzard, just a light snow that I can't even feel when it melts on my skin.

Jack closed the door. "I hope you don't mind my room, it's a mess," he said, rubbing the back of his neck.

I don't know what he's talking about, his room is spotless except for the piles of snow along the sides the walls.

"It's beautiful," I said.

"Eh, it's better than a boring lifeless room," he said, shrugging and twirling his staff as he walked toward the bed. He sat down, and patted the seat next to him. Oh, by the way, have I told you my heart is beating at the speed of light?

I slowly sit down next to him, slightly avoiding his gaze.

"So, you're probably wondering what your center is, right?" He gave me another sly smile.

I gave him a look of disbelief. It's like he can read my mind!

"Yes, how did you know?"

"North gave me the same talk when I was about to become a Guardian," he said with a grin.

I looked down.

"What's wrong?" Jack asked.

"I don't know, I just don't think I'm Guardian material."

Jack laughed and I looked up at him. "Are you serious? You, of all people, should be a Guardian!"

"Why? I'm useless," I argued.

Jack put both of his hands on my cheeks.

"You are not useless, Jessa! Why do you think you're here? You were chosen by the Man in the Moon to be a Guardian! You can do anything!"

"No, I can't Jack! I have so many weaknesses and I can't DO anything! I can make a tree grow, but what will that do? I am a nothing, I am worthless! I think it'd be best if I just left, and be invisible again!"

"And what will that do, Jessa? You can be alone, taking care of the children without a purpose? Jessa, your future is here, with us! We can defeat Pitch!"

"We, as in the Guardians. I am not a Guardian, Jack. I am a reincarnated piece of junk that will never live up to the standard. I have nothing, I have no one."

"You have me," Jack said.

And then he kissed me.