Mute p.2
I'm sorry 8frostbite8 if I made you depressed- I didn't mean to...*awkward shuffle*
Thank you everyone else that's reviewed my stories at the moment! And if you haven't guessed by the title, this is part two of Mute.
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It was Sandy's turn watching Jack, in case anything happened. He sat himself on the comfiest looking chair and watched him. He didn't like seeing Jack so...out of energy was the best word. When Jack was at the pole, he would be pulling pranks or twitching on the chair he was sitting on. Sandy did a silent sigh, got up and stood over Jack. North did say he was recovering, which looked true physically, but mentally...Sandy wasn't so sure. But he was the only one to think this.
Jack was back in the cold cellar Pitch put him in. He could tell by the way it smelt: damp and mouldy. No...he didn't want to be here! No! He wanted to get out! Not here...NO! Jack started to breathe quicker. No! He started to feel for a way out but there was none. He couldn't be trapped! Not again. Then the walls started to close in. No! He wanted to go...he couldn't. No! There must be...no...
Jack woke up breathing quickly. What...oh. It was just a dream- well, nightmare. Someone patted him gently with a golden hand. Sandy. So he was still in his bed. He struggled upwards so he could see him better. The golden man had a look of concern on his face. Why would he...oh- he was the guardian of dreams so he knew when someone was having a nightmare. Jack's eyes wondered to the clock on the wall and tried to make sense of the numbers. He had been asleep for 20 minutes. Was that healthy? Jack didn't think so. He caught sight of Sandy trying to get his attention with numerous symbols that Jack couldn't be bothered to answer. He didn't want to. He didn't want to talk yet.
Sandy finally got Jack's attention. He made a symbol of a staff. Jack suddenly was concentrating totally and Sandy put an x through it and Jack sighed. He wanted to ask why, but couldn't get the words out. He opened his mouth, but then shut it. He knew why- they didn't want him to get out. Had he already been told this? Jack was not in the position to think. Sandy picked up a glass of water and given it to Jack. He drank some but then he froze the rest of it. He didn't want water. Then he made little snow penguins on the ice. He looked pleased, but didn't smile, Sandy noticed. Where was the old Jack? The one he knew would complain loudly about the staff restriction. But instead, he looked a little bothered, but didn't argue. Didn't speak a word. It was like he was to afraid to argue. This was not him. Whatever happened in Pitch's lair had obviously done something to Jack. Sandy just wished Jack would speak about it. But Jack never spoke about anything- it was a well known fact about him.
This was the final time Sandy was going to try to keep Jack in bed. Every time he went out to get something, the winter spirit would start finding a way out. Sandy thought that he was just being difficult- like Jack was- but he didn't see the truth. Jack didn't want to be trapped. Every time he was alone, he would feel the same trapped feeling. Jack wasn't even aware of his eyelids closing. This is what Sandy came back into- a tired Jack sleeping in the blankets. He was twitching slightly- another nightmare. Sandy touched Jack's head, instantly filling it with dreams. The spirit's features softened. Sandy needed to mention the nightmare problem to the rest of the guardians- they ought to know. Sandy smiled at the child; at least he looked happy for now.
"What should we do about it?" North asked. The sandman had just finished telling the guardians about the nightmares. They were all seated around a oak table in the globe room.
"We can't do anything- can we?" Bunny said and Sandy nodded, "we just have to wait for them to stop, won't we?" North and Tooth agreed.
"What do you think Pitch did to him? Was it something serious?" Tooth said and fluttered anxiously. All the guardians were thinking about that. Why? Why would he do that? A baby tooth fluttered to Tooth and squeaked something. Tooth gasped.
" I need to get back to my fairies! Is that okay? I'll come back as soon as I can!" she said and flew off. Bunny went to Jack's room with his staff in one hand. North looked at him questionably.
"I thought it would give the ankle-biter some comfort- I'll keep an eye on him- don't worry." He said and Sandy nodded in agreement. It might help him. So Bunny went up and into Jack's room. He was awake, and doing frost patterns all over the sheets. Bunny smiled. Jack caught sight of his staff and smiled too- just a small one, but it was there. Bunny tossed the staff over to him and Jack caught it. It immediately turned blue and frost grew on it.
"Don't ya go an' fly off, 'kay?" Bunny said and Jack nodded. It looked like Jack was going to say something, but he changed his mind. The truth was that he didn't want to go outside that much, just out of the room. He couldn't go that far, with his leg healing, but it would be nice to stand up. Oh well- he was glad he had his staff. And Bunny was glad Jack was smiling.