Hey guys. I'm feeling a bit better so I tried writing out this chapter. Doctor said I can't really go anywhere until I'm recovered so I thought I might as well not keep you waiting any longer. I hope it suffices since I really enjoyed writing the memory scene, I always do love writing those. Enjoy.~

"Teacher? Her?" Jack accused, in clear disbelief over my choice of mentor. He signalled for me to step away from her but I merely ignored it. He wasn't being very reasonable after all.

I stood next to Myra, attempting to show the others that there wasn't any threat.

Tooth fluttered forward, but retreated after she was less than five feet away.

"Chris. Is this a joke?" She stammered.

I could feel and eye roll coming on and stopped myself before anyone's feelings were hurt.

Yes Tooth, because I love bringing strangers here as a joke. Maybe next time I'll kidnap my maths teacher and introduce you.

"Nope. This is my teacher!" I grinned, throwing a thumb over my shoulder at her so they completely understood.

I turned to Myra. "D'ya want to introduce yourself, or should I?" I asked, lowering my voice enough so that only the both of us could hear.

A small sigh escaped her lips. "I guess I should, to clear up any misunderstandings."

She took a step forward, the Guardians once again tensing. I frowned at them disapprovingly.

"Um. I'm Myra. I've been teaching Chris for the past few days. I want to apologise for, you know, the thing before. Um. I don't intend to hurt Chris. I, um, want to help her. So...yeah." She bowed quickly before stepping back.

I couldn't stop myself from releasing a small snigger as I saw a light pink line her cheeks. The first time I've seen her blush or even stammer truthfully. It was cute. She glared at me and I smiled back, and then swerved to face the Guardians.

"Ya' gotta be yankin' our chain, mate. This son-of-a-you-know-what cannot be ya' teacher mate." Bunny argued, his paw wrapping around a boomerang.

My body began crouching defensively as I prepared to intercept any attack, though my worry was lifted as North placed his hand on Bunny' shoulder. He leaned forward from behind the Pooka.

"This is no joke Chris? Is this girl really your teacher?" He asked.

"No. This is definitely her. She's been helping me out a lot lately!" My grin was so wide that it now ached painfully. But what could I do? I had to show them that Myra was far from a threat.

Jack made his way over. "I don't trust her." He stated. His gaze set on her. I was puzzled by his cold demeanour, but then again he hadn't met Myra under very friendly circumstances.

"Now d'ya know how we felt when you first came along, mate?" Bunny questioned, a sly smile gracing his features. Jack turned to glare at him, giving me time to think of a reassuring pep talk.

"Come on Jack, she's honestly a good person." I chirped, my smile twitching slightly.

Nice. One hell of a pep talker you are Chris. You should add a little dance too, just to break the ice.

"It was you that attacked me on that night wasn't it?" He asked, his voice threatening.

I raised my eyebrows, confused as to what had happened between these two. Plus, I had never seen Jack act like this; I didn't want to, it just wasn't Jack. Myra sighed; nodding in what I could presume was understanding. My ears pricked as the others talked amongst themselves.

"Hear me out. I was protecting you and Chris in that situation. I did not trap you in that bubble because I wanted to attack you. You and Pitch were both heading to Chris at the same time, and it would have caused a great deal of problems had you collided and started a fight. Pitch is out there, and day by day he is growing stronger. You would not have been able to defeat him had you met. You would have been injured, and Chris would have attempted to help you, putting her in danger as well." She said clearly. Any sign of her previous nerves now completely gone.

The others didn't seem to believe this, and I challenged there stares.

She continued. "Look. I want to protect Chris as much as you do. I can help her develop her powers, as mine are very close to hers."

Jack backed away a little, her glare finally getting to him. It was silent until one of the yeti interrupted, holding a tray of cups and spluttering some weird sound. It honestly sounded like someone who had been gagged was trying to speak the way the noise was muffled.

North sighed. "Let us discuss this over a few drinks, yes?"

"Um…..Miss Goldbeck, you left this by accident."

I turned to see the young nurse holding a green backpack. The green backpack I was found with to be exact.

Right now, I was just about to get into the car to leave the hospital finally. I had been deemed mentally and physically able to home. Although my wounds had nearly healed- a 'miracle' recovery as the doctors had called it- I was still covered in bandages and the remaining strands of long hair had been cut off, matching the other scarecrow like locks.

I certainly wasn't ready for the public eye just yet.

The poor nurse shook, and I recognised her as the one who I had practically attacked. I sheepishly stuck my arm out, snatching the pack from her. I smiled at her quickly before getting into the car, wanting to avoid any more contact with people.

I heard my mum thank her graciously before getting in next to Dave. Danny sat on the opposite side and I pressed myself as far as I could into the corner of my seat, keeping my eyes planted on the busy scenery.

After a while my hands twitched impatiently, I grabbed the pack and started rummaging through it. My mum and Danny both turned to watch me, but I ignored them. The pack held spare clothes and food, as well as a rather full looking wallet. Underneath all that was a small stuffed bunny. I held it up, examining it from every angle. Upon its back it adorned a cape, it was rather adorable.

"That's cute. Do you remember where you got it?" Mum asked, her voice soft and hopeful.

I stayed silent, but shook my head vigorously. She smiled sadly and turned back, grabbing one of Dave' hands. I still felt Danny' eyes on me, and I continued unzipping parts of the pack. In one of the small pockets I pulled out a necklace. The chain held a small blue bunny and I found myself staring at it for quite some time before a sharp intake of breath broke my concentration.

Danny leaned forward, making me jump and curl into a ball. I glared at him until he moved back. He gestured to the necklace.

"Do you like it?"

I sat still until I was sure he wouldn't move again. Carefully I lifted the necklace, taking in all the small details.

Finally I answered. "….Yeah…" I quietly murmured.

Swiftly, I connected the small chain behind my neck and held the small bunny to my chest. Even though I was looking out the window I could still see Danny grinning, happy for some reason.

The tension in the room currently could be compared to a meeting between a man and his daughters' first boyfriend. It was uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

All I could do was simply sit by Myra, juggling my cup of hot chocolate between both hands. For the most part the Guardians simply stared at the two of us. My brow began to crease in annoyance; I was getting sick of being the happy smiley one.

"Well, isn't this a lovely 'chat' we're having." I drawled, resting my chin on my palm.

North cleared his throat and set down his cup. "How do we know we can fully trust you with training Chris? Are you experienced?"

Myra threw a glance towards the cup she had set aside before returning her hardened gaze towards North.

"I've had more experience than you might think, and besides, as I said before the powers Chris have are similar to mine. She'd learn a lot more from me than having all of you just throwing random skills at her." She stated.

The others seemed taken aback by this and exchanged wary looks between each other. I clicked my tongue, wanting to fill the silence again. Myra did have a point, the Guardians abilities, while useful in their own way, just weren't the same. I controlled fire, and the powers Myra possessed were the closest I was going to get.

I stopped clicking. "So who's my babysitter? I feel like I should ask in case you guys are against the idea."

Tooth placed her hand on my shoulder, I flinched but remained calm. "It isn't as if we're against it Chris. It's just…..difficult to take in."

North stood. "But if she is the best teacher for you then you should go ahead." He smiled at the both of us.

I felt a wave of relief wash through me and I smiled back, sincerely this time. It was quickly replaced by panic and I held both hands up.

"I-It's not like I'm not grateful for what you guys have done or anything…it's just…I…uh…..um…"

I continued stammering until my mind decided that my mouth needed a break. North simply laughed, seemingly taking this chance to clear the air of tension.

"As long as you chose this then it is fine." He turned to Myra. "We have put our trust in you. I hope we have made the right decision."

Myra only nodded in reply. I did a quick check of the others reactions, and even though most of them didn't seem to be convinced I knew that it was going to take time before that trust would be built.

It had only been a few hours since Myra had arrived and I could already see the others had calmed down after seeing that she was in fact teaching me instead of being a threat.

I took a moment to watch workshop on the lower levels, it was nearing Christmas after all. North had to leave shortly after our discussion since there was lots of preparations to be made for the upcoming holiday. Bunny had also taken a leave of absence about an hour ago and I was fairly sure Tooth and Sandy were going soon too, provided that being when Sandy woke up.

The only Guardian I was sure was going to stay was Jack. He had been watching us from the table top for a while now, the first time I had seen him pay attention without interruption. Actually, the more I peered at him the more I could see he was in fact pouting. Was he in a bad mood?

"Have you ever tried projecting the flames out from yourself?"

My head snapped back to Myra, the only time I had done that I think was with Danny.

"Yeah, but I didn't know what I was doing."

Her dark eyes flickered to the flames on my hand. "If you were in danger then it might have been your body's way of defending itself. I think if you concentrate enough then you might do it."

I took that as an invitation to try and closed my eyes. When I re-opened them my appearance was now that of when I used my power fully. A few red strands fell in front of my eye but I paid no attention to it. My expression became blank and I focused all my energy into forcing the fire out of my hands. It flowed through my veins at an alarming speed and my heartbeat raced. I started to shake as my body reacted to the power, bringing my hands up and throwing them down again.

A vast release of fire burst from my hands, engulfing the room in front of us, both Jack and Myra only managing to shield themselves from the bright light. A sharp pain pierced my skull and another rush of bright light covered the room.

Jacks' pale hand grabbed my wrist.

"Chris, stop!"

"Stop it! You'll hurt your dad!"

I withdrew my hands, the flames dying out. My knees buckled and I would have fallen if it weren't for Myra and Jacks' hands there to support me. The pain ceased but I couldn't control the small trickle of tears that flowed down my pale cheek.

"Did I do something bad to my dad? Did I hurt him?" I asked quietly, my voice barely above a whisper.

Myra pulled me up so was standing. I tried wiping the tears away without them noticing, but it was hard to do when they were both stood there.

"Are you ok?" Myra asked.

I blinked the rest of the tears away and smiled brightly at her. "Yep! Fit a as fiddle."

Jacks' hand was resting on my shoulder and I made sure he saw my smile too. He smirked, clearly relieved, and released his tight grip.

"I think you scared a couple of yetis and elves away." He laughed.

I raised an eyebrow and faced forward only to see a few yetis peering out of the vacant doorways. I threw an exasperated glance towards Myra who simply shrugged, a ghost of a smile playing on her features.

"Hey mum, was dad a bad person?"

Mum bolted up, the unexpected question shocking her. Her eyes flew wildly around the room, avoiding me. It was strange to ask this while we were watching TV but there were never many chances when me and mum were by ourselves, seeing as Dave had taken Finnie to the park.

"You're dad wasn't….bad…no." She answered, still refusing to meet my gaze.

My brow furrowed in confusion. "But then why did you divorce him?"

She sipped at her wine slowly and let out a sigh. "Your dad and I just couldn't be together any longer. It was for the best."

"I don't even have a picture of him though."

Mum stood up, her face contorted in bewilderment. "You don't need a picture darling. Not when you have me, Dave and Finnie. Besides, I'm sorry but I don't have one to show you. I left those memories behind."

She grabbed her now empty glass, shuffling to the kitchen to get another drink. I grimaced as she left, her words running through my mind continuously.

"I left those memories behind too. I just wish I could get them back."

I knew I could though. The Tooth palace held my memories no doubt, it was all there.

Maybe next time I should…..

"Ah, what's the use? I'm too afraid to find out, just…too afraid."

Hope you guys enjoyed! I found that when writing the scene between Jack, Myra and Chris it was like a battle to see who Chris would give her attention to. Do I see a love triangle?! *Shock*

I own nothing except Chris.

Myra belongs to my buddy.