A/N: I haven't written a whole lot of action scenes before, so I'm sorry ahead of time if they're not that great. We're almost to the end, guys! I visited my sister over the weekend, and got the rest of this story written, with her amazingly awesome help. I've still got to type them up, but there'll be two more chapters after this one, and they'll be posted pretty soon!

While Jack had been occupied with the memories, the snowstorm atop North Mountain had expanded, covering nearly the entire mountain, and it didn't look like it was slowing.

The snow was approaching like a giant white wall, but something seemed odd about the flakes. They were far too big to be ordinary snowflakes. Jack squinted at them in confusion.

"They're snow bees!" He gasped in realization, as one whizzed past him and he got a better look. The Snow Queen had created a giant blizzard of snow-bees. It would have been really impressive, if he wasn't worried about what exactly the bees were for.

Jack felt a sharp sting, and looked down to see another snow-bee flying off, and an icy stinger lodged in the skin on the back of his hand. He lifted it, slowly, to inspect it. His hand was starting to feel cold, the skin frosting over, and he felt an unaccountable stab of hatred.

Baby Tooth swooped in and tugged, hard, on the ice stinger. It came loose with a jerk, and she went tumbling back, wildly fluttering her wings to stabilize herself.

Jack shuddered, and squeezed his hand. The cold was already receding.

"Thanks," he said to Baby Tooth. "You alright?" She lilted a yes. "This is not good," he murmured, looking up at the swarm of snow-bees spreading down the mountain towards Arendelle and beyond.

A hint of gold caught his eye through the storm, and he peered closely, and saw it flash again.

"Sandy!" he cried. "This way, Baby Tooth!"

Jack charged in the direction of the Sandman's golden sand, Baby Tooth right behind him. As they approached the snow bee storm, he struck his staff on the snow-covered ground, kicking up a cloud. He twirled his staff, and the snow started whirling around them, forming a sphere around himself and the little tooth fairy, and keeping out the snow bees as they charged straight into the blizzard.

Their progress wasn't particularly fast, and the snow-sphere wasn't perfect, but Baby Tooth was surprisingly good at taking down the few snow bees that did get in.

It felt like hours that they slowly walked trudged along in their inverted snowglobe, but finally the mass of snow bees seemed to be thinning in front of them, and a steady golden glow was illuminating them. Suddenly, there was nothing pushing back against him, and Jack and Baby Tooth jolted forward through the gold.

Sandy was there, as expected, and the other Guardians, as well. Sandy was keeping up the golden net they had stumbled through, and he waved when he spotted Jack, and then gestured behind him at the other three indicatively. Jack frowned. North and Tooth were… fighting Bunny?

The pooka's boomerang was whirling around him, as he jumped about, fending off North's swords and Tooth's wings. A couple of Tooth's fairies nervously fluttered around her. Jack ran over, hoping one of them could explain why they were fighting each other, and noticed something odd about Bunny's fur.

Every inch of it appeared to be iced over, and Jack could see dozens of stingers scattered over him.

Jack and Baby Tooth exchanged a significant look. Bunny must have been the first to arrive, and been swarmed by the snow-bees.

"I'm so glad you're here," Tooth said, knocking the boomerang away, "Bunny just… attacked."

"It's not him, it's the snow bee stingers," Jack explained.

"Stingers?" yelled North, blocking a kick from Bunny's legs.

"Just keep him occupied!" Jack yelled back. He looked at Baby Tooth. "You got this?" She chattered affirmatively, and flew to the other tooth fairies. The three Guardians fought Bunny as the tooth fairies flew around him, plucking the multitude of stingers out of him.

When the last stinger was removed, Bunny staggered back from the fight, the layer of ice rapidly fading from his fur.

"Crikey," Bunny croaked, shaking his head, "What was that?"

"The Snow Queen," said Tooth, at the same time as Jack said, "Troldin."

"Well, which is it then?"

"Troldin's mirror is controlling Elsa," Jack said. "I've got to get up there, I know what her center is."

"Then, to the top!" North proclaimed, raising his sabres.

The Guardians, working together, moved much more quickly up the mountain through the snow-bee blizzard than Jack had by himself. He and Sandy kept up a constant barrier that kept almost all the snow bees out, and Tooth, North, Bunny, and the little tooth fairies competed to get the snow bees that managed to get through. North and Baby Tooth were neck and neck, when the blizzard abruptly disappeared.

Sandy and Jack relaxed, and they saw that they were at the bottom of Udholdenhed. Above it, the Ice Palace rose, and standing in front of the great icy doors, stood the Snow Queen. From her upraised hands streamed a constant flow of snow bees. She said nothing, and did not even appear to have noticed them, as they approached the bridge. Her cold eyes were fixed on something far away.

When they stepped foot on the bridge, five grotesque, goblin-like creatures sprung up at the top, and moved menacingly down towards them.

"Get to the queen, Jack!" North bellowed as he charged forward, Sandy by his side with a determined look.

"Go on, mate," Bunny said as he ran past, followed by Tooth, who was slapping her fist with her hand fiercely.

"We'll take care of them," she said, and Jack was very glad he wasn't a goblin right now.

Jack flew up as the other Guardians rushed up the stairs at the goblins, and landed gently in the snow in front of the Ice Palace.

"Elsa?" He tried calling up the her, heart pounding in his ears. "Elsa, it's me; it's Jack."

"That won't work," a putrid, greasy voice said.

It was another goblin-creature, his form as hideous as the others, but there was something else about him that made Jack want to run away, like a suffocating cloud of evil emanating from him.

"Troldin," Jack realized, and a horrible sound came from the repulsive troll, a horrible, cackling imitation of a laugh.

"Indeed," Troldin said, "and I'm delighted to tell you, your icy little girlfriend is breaking up with you. She's with me, now."

Jack looked at him in horror, and then frantically turned back to Elsa. He knew it wasn't true, that Elsa had to be in there somewhere, fighting the mirror.

"Elsa, listen to me, it's love," he said, stepping closer. Behind him, Troldin was laughing again.

"Your center, Elsa, it's love!" She had not budged, or even blinked. Jack felt tears rising in his own eyes at her unresponsiveness, but he refused to believe that she was lost. He slowly, carefully, placed his hand on her arm.

"Elsa," he tried again, and her flinty, icy eyes finally looked at him, catching his breath. She drew her arm back, and Jack called out, desperately, "I love you!"

The whip of snow that flung him off the mountain for the second time hurt his heart more than it did his body.

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