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Chapter 36 Jack's POV

For the next few days, we all collected the teeth. There was nothing else that we could do.

There had been no sign of Pitch since all the teeth and fairies had been captured. I could tell that this got to everyone. It was like he was in control, showing up whenever he felt like it. It was like we were going by his schedule.

North had to leave tooth collecting duties to finalize all the preparations for Christmas. He promised that he would be back as soon as he was done with that.

Even with the four of us collecting teeth all night straight, it still wasn't enough. Children were beginning to stop believing. Even though Tooth didn't say it, she was suffering from the lack of believers. Flying exerted her and she seemed more tired than usual.

We were all worried. Even friendly competitions couldn't lighten our spirits. Even Bunny's attitude was subdued.

There had been a silence between Tooth and I for the past few days. I knew that she was still frustrated at me. I needed to apologize, but at the same time, I was still angry.

I needed to get over it though. She had every right to be angry. Of course, I had to distance myself from the situation in order to see that.

That's why when we had decided on where we would be collecting teeth, I offered to go with Tooth. She shot me a glance, but didn't say anything.

We split up and she moved quickly from room to room, not saying anything. I followed in her footsteps.

"Look, Tooth," I began.

"Just don't, Jack," she cut me off.

"I just wanted to apologize!" I told her. She looked at me incredulously.

"For?"

I sighed. She wasn't going to make this easy for me.

"For being inconsiderate and snapping at you. You had every right to be mad." My answer was short and to the point. I had rehearsed what I needed to say more than once.

She considered my apology and then sighed.

"I could never stay mad at you Jack," she said warmly. "I should apologize, too. I was acting rude, seeing as I know how you felt about the situation."

I blushed. "It's fine. So, we're good then?"

"We're good," she confirmed. She gave me a quick smile and then we were back to collecting teeth.

"I don't understand how Pitch could have gotten past us again," she said while shaking her head. "It's only been about a little over a year since we saw him."

"I'm not sure," I told her honestly. "It has to be more than that he may or may not have had help."

Tooth didn't respond and when I looked at her, I saw that her face had tensed. I knew what she was thinking, that she thought he most definitely had help.

"I didn't mean-" I began but stopped at the sight by the window.

It was a Nightmare, looking in. Its gold eyes stared us down and it's nostrils flared.

"Pitch is here," I told Tooth and she gasped when she saw the Nightmare. Then it fled.

"We have to follow it!" Tooth shouted and sped after it. I followed her, searching this way and that for any sign of Pitch.

That's when the Nightmare disappeared. Tooth was angry, flitting this way and that. I looked around. He had to be nearby. Where was Sandy and Bunny? I knew that they had to be a couple towns away. . .

"Pitch!" I shouted angrily. "Show yourself!"

There was a moment of silence.

"If you insist."

I whirled around and there he was. His voice and the smirk he wore instantly enraged me. I looked to the sides of him, but there was no sign of Elsa.

I shot a blast at him, but he deflected it easily.

"There's no need for that," he said, his voice dry.

"What have you done with Elsa?"

I barely heard Tooth whisper my name, but I ignored her.

"Ah, Elsa," he replied. Hearing him say her name made me sick. "Nothing at all. I mean, we've done things together. There was the trick with the black sand, the fear blizzards-"

"Where is she?" I cut him off. My head was whirling. So she had helped him with his black sand. No, he had to have forced her to do so.

"I had her stay out of this little excursion," he said dismissively. "It was best to be between you and I. After all she doesn't remember you does she? There was no reason for her to come."

His words were like daggers.

"If you've hurt her, I'll kill you. I swear I will." I had a flash of Hans, a memory I hadn't looked upon in many years. I flinched away from it.

"You think I've hurt her?" He sounded miffed. "I'm offended that you would think that. You think I'm holding her hostage? Her decision to stay was hers alone."

"Elsa would never do something like that!" I shouted at him. I refused to believe it.

"You're wrong. Elsa is an entirely different person."

Tooth touched my arm gently. I was going to kill Pitch. I hadn't felt this kind of anger since Hans killed Elsa.

That's when I heard her voice, sweetly saying my name. My heart ached.

I looked up and it took me a moment to realize what he was holding. It was her teeth, her memories.

"It's really a shame she won't remember you. You'll never know how she used to feel about you."

"That's enough!" Tooth yelled. Pitch frowned at her.

"Stay out of this. This is our business."

I felt another surge of anger. He couldn't tell her what to do. I attempted to shoot him again, but he dodged it.

"Honestly Jack, you can do so much better. Then again, so can Elsa. To think that I thought you powerful at one time. . . But you're just as weak as the rest of the Guardians. You're all fools."

"You're the one who's the fool," I told him.

"I'm the fool?" His tone was incredulous. "I'm not the one who's letting my emotions rule me. You are weak. You are ruled by fear."

"I'm not afraid of you." It wasn't all true. I was afraid that he would hurt Elsa.

"Fear is fear one way or another," he countered. "I do love it when the Guardians are scared."

He looked away from me and at Tooth.

"And as for you, my dear Toothiana, you've grown weaker. I can sense the fear that pulses in you. You're afraid you won't be able to get your teeth and fairies back this time. Beyond that, afraid that the dazzling Jack Frost will never feel the same about you. You could do so much better."

I raised my staff to shoot at him again, but before I could, Tooth was flying towards him with her knife. I saw Pitch's Nightmares running towards her. But before I could call out a warning, they hit her.

The force was so strong, it almost knocked me down. Where was she? A sickened feeling hit me.

With an angry cry, I shot at Pitch. He looked at me too late; the blast hit him. He fell to the ground.

I kept my staff raised at him. "I won't let you corrupt Elsa. She's strong. She's nothing like you."

"She is everything like me," he spat hatefully.

"You're wrong." But there was an edge of doubt in my voice. By the expression on Pitch's face, he had heard it.

"You should see that I'm right by now," he sneered. "The powers she held as a human are nothing compared to what she has now. With her at my side, we're more than capable of taking down all of you."

"No!" I yelled at him.

Before I could blast him again, I was attacked. Nightmares swarmed me and I felt myself fall to the ground.

I opened my eyes blearily, but all I saw was spots of light. I tried to focus and get up, but I fell down again. My head and sides throbbed. All I could feel was pain. Pain and fear.

I felt someone lifting me off the ground. Then I heard his voice.

"Soon you'll see your Elsa. I'm afraid she won't meet your expectations though."

Then I fell back to the ground.

I had to get up, I had to get Pitch. I had to figure out where Elsa was.

I couldn't form another coherent thought. My head was too fuzzy. I was dimly aware of a pressure on my chest and on my hand. There was a faint buzzing. Maybe someone was talking to me. I couldn't tell. I couldn't breathe right.

I couldn't think anymore. I let myself slip into unconsciousness.

So the next chapter is Elsa's! What will her answer be. . .?

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