I did think I was never going to write another chapter of this but what can I say? Inspiration hit.

It may go on for a few chapters it may end here I don't know depends on what the next chapter has. Though I can say this, she does make a small appearance My Little Winter Sprite Finding that Which Won't Be Found. And if I ever make a sequel to that she will be huge to the plot of the sequel.

Disclaimer: I do not own Rise of the Guardians.

Sisterly Loyalty

Jane stared up at Jack Frost unseen by him.

It had been four years since she had become a reaper, she had kept an eye on her family. Her little girl was a well adapted four-year-old, and while her mother had been greatly saddened by the death of her daughter having a child to care for again had seemed to do wonders for her mother's health. Both her mother and daughter had seemed to be doing well.

No, the only one who worried her was Jack Frost. Not once in four years did she ever remember seeing another spirit interact with her brother.

She had learned of course through her friends and from eavesdropping on unsuspecting spirits that Jack Frost was a trouble maker, and most of the spirits stayed well away from him because they were not amused with his tricks.

A fair point, Jane had to concede, but all she had to do, was come across Jack after a long day of being invisible and her heart wept for him.

She couldn't stand to see her brother in such turmoil, such loneliness. Something would have to be done and soon.

She pulled out her pocket watch and opened it. 7:15. Time to go.

She pulled her hairpin out of her hair flipped into the air elongating and by the time it landed in her hand it was a scythe.

She gave one last look at her brother. Before slashing the air with her weapon creating a small portal and stepping threw her cloak billowing behind her.

"You've been spending far too much time in Burgess" Amelia said as Jane stepped inside Reaper residence. A house that housed of all the reapers. It was located just outside the gates of heaven, right now it appeared to be empty, the only person in the parlor being Amelia. Jane wasn't surprised night time was quite often a very active time for reapers, then again so was Mondays, Fridays, any pretty any celebration known to man kind.

"It was my home" Jane replied.

"Yes, was, past tense, this is your home now, it's time you accept that" Amelia said. "

"I have accepted it" Jane argued. "But Burgess still holds remnants of my family, my daughter-"

"Your dead Jane, let them go." Amelia said standing. "Your nothing but a body to them now."

Jane looked down my hands clenched. "He's alone" Jane said. "My mother and daughter and doing remarkably well given the circumstances, though there was a bit of a scare when Emily became ill, but she's fine now. She's just now learning how to sew from mother and she's very good already able to sew her initials-"

"Jane." Amelia said. Jane pursed her lips and cut off mid rant.

"Jack however, doesn't associate with anyone, and I don't know how healthy that is."

Amelia put a hand on her knee. "I know how painful it is, but there isn't much you can do, you know the rules Jane."

"I can't associate with family" Jane said. "But there's nothing about associating with spirits who aren't family."

Amelia shook her head. "They won't listen Jane you're a grim reaper"

"I have to try"

"That will make them hate him more" Amelia said. "We're essentially creatures of darkness, very few trusts us because of what we do and even fewer understand, trying to get their attention would only result in your heart break."

"Would it be against the rules?" Jane asked.

Amelia licked her lips in anger. "Technically no"

Jane stood. "I have no other reaping's for tonight, I'll be home late"

The door to the Reaper home slammed shut. Amelia looked to see Jane tears rolling down her face.

Amelia opened her arms to her protégé. She did not say 'I told you so' She did not laugh, she did not ask questions. She just held Jane.

"They would not even listen" Jane said heart broken. "I'm so sorry, Jack" She whispered. "I am so sorry"

"Just tell me what happened"

"Please!"

"Ha! If Jack Frost has one of you lot looking out for him he mustbe bad news" Bunny said his arms crossed.

"You do not know what ignoring him is doing to him!"

"Then you spend time with him!" North said. "I do not see why we have to involve our selves with him"

Jane paused contemplating over how much to reveal and came to the sad conclusion that anything she said would just turn the Guardians away from him even more.

"I pray, you four, come to understand him as I do" Jane said pulling out her scythe and slashing it through the air. "Good bye."

Sandy went quiet just as the other Guardians were discussing what to do about what the young reaper had said.

A young spirit was lonely and sad. So sad that it had caused a reaper to intervene on behalf of him. He did not like the reapers in general but he had to admit any spirit that caused a reaper to feel compassion, was an interesting spirit indeed.

He signed his goodbyes and left the pole he had a spirit to investigate.

So yeah, as you can see even Sandy has the wrong idea about Reapers. Hope you enjoyed the chapter!