NOTES: I feel like every time I update I'm always apologizing for my inactivity. I went back to school on July 30th, so that with work is killing me. Also, I'm trying to finish up an art portfolio for college and that's taking up a lot of my time as well. But I finally got a plan worked out to get this fic updating regularly until it's finished. I do plan on doing other fics after this with this same method. I'll be writing through out the week and then by Sunday, it'll be up and posted. I have also gotten a special notebook only to get a rough draft going throughout the week. So now I don't really have much of an excuse to be gone so much. Thanks again to those who stayed! I appreciate it!

Chapter 21

Pitch took the hit as quite the surprise and you could see it on his face. Jamie still had his fist raised, but slowly put it down when he saw the smug look on Pitch's face.

The boogeyman began to laugh hysterically.

"What's so funny?" Jamie demanded, not wanting to have to deal with this.

"Do you honestly believe…" Pitch began as he rose. "That something like you could even hurt someone as strong as me? I hold so much power! I am fear itself!"

Jamie did not like the sound of that. He, literally, bit his lip and stepped back. His heart was racing an insane amount. With Pitch giving him that look, he felt immensely uncomfortable. Not just uncomfortable but...frightened.

He kept trying to tell himself that he was not allowed to feel this way. If he did, Pitch would get the upperhand and his horses of hell would appear to get him. He breathed sharply, his hand reaching over his head to grab a bow from the back.

Yet, there was no bow back there. His weapon had vanished completely. What on earth was he suppose to do now?

He looked over and saw Jack looked as bummed as ever. He kept staring down at his nonworking staff. The other Guardians still weren't even here yet. They were on their own and they were powerless.

Jamie was about to call it quits when he saw something from the corner of his eye. An all black horse was charging this way. Jamie assumed it was coming after him, but when he saw it's gaze was focused elsewhere, he acted quickly.

Jamie moved as fast as possible to push Jack out of the way, but Pitch was too fast. The boogeyman grabbed Jamie from behind with a long shadow and flung him away. He hit the ground with a hard thud, the snow not even being able to cushion his fall.

The horse came at full speed, but Jack wasn't paying attention. He just kept staring at his staff. Jack was afraid.

"JACK FROST!" Jamie yelled as loud as he could, struggling to stand up.

Jack looked up, and when he did, the horse collided with him. For an animal made of material like Sandy's sand, it looked like the collision hurt. Jack got knocked backgrounds and his staff flew in the opposite direction. The horse stomped on it, crushing it in half.

As soon as Jamie heard the cracking, he heard Jack scream. He looked up to see Jack clutching at his chest and his body being barely able to stand. Everything was going wrong fast. Jamie finally being able to stand up, started to run to him.

He made it halfway when he fell and face planted onto the cold ground. He turned his head and saw Pitch had placed shadow like chains on his ankles. He could hear Pitch laughing in the background and that completely pissed him off.

He dug his fingers into the ground and attempted to crawl forward, but nothing was working. Absolutely nothing.

Jamie felt tears trickle down his cheeks and like his heart had shattered into pieces. All he wanted to do was get to Jack. That's all he wanted right now. He reached his hand out, absolutely terrified.

The boy saw the horse turn around again and when he did, his chest tightened. The raging animal was now coming for him. He was going to be stomped on.

The horse ran at full speed once again and Jamie was not prepared. He shut his eyes as tightly as possible but nothing came. Once opened, he saw a shield of gold covering him and the binds on his ankles had vanished.

Once he sat up, the sand sprinkled down around him and the horse was nothing more than a black melted splat on the ground.

"Sorry we're late kid," he heard a deep voice say.

The brunette looked up and saw the Easter Bunny himself looking down at him. He was holding out a paw for the boy to grab onto. So Jamie took it and hoisted himself up.

"We'll deal with Pitch," he said gruffly, motioning his head towards North, Sandy, and Tooth all sending weapons towards Pitch's way. "You need to help Jack. Now."

Jamie just nodded and the two parted ways. He ran as fast as he could to Jack's side and slid down to his knees when he got to the white haired forever teenager.

"Jack?" Jamie called out worriedly. "Jack!?"

Jack was just laying there on the ground, his eyes halfway shut and his hands shaking madly. His two different colored eyes kept switching from blue, brown, black, and grey. Jamie was clueless on what to do and his heart ached.

"Hey Jamie…" Jack whispered, barely audible.

Jamie leaned down, putting his ear next to Jack's mouth.

"What is it?" he whispered back, his heart pounding so loud you could probably hear it from miles away.

"I love you, ya know," he said with a nervous laugh.

Jamie hadn't heard him laugh in a long time.

His face flushed and he looked down at Jack. He was smiling. Not even his usual smirk, but his actual smile. It made Jamie smile too, his face warming.

"I…" he began, leaning so close that their noses were touching. "I love you too…"

As soon as Jamie said those words, something crazy occurred. His weapon reappeared on his back and they were both engulfed by a warm, bright bubble.

The bubble hid them both away from everyone else. Yet, it was making them feel better. The bubble had appeared from love and Jamie's power, healing both their mental and physical wounds. Cuts and bruises disappearing. The cold leaving their bodies.

Jack's eyes stopped changing and remained blue. Two little sprites came the frosty boy's eyes. They were two little jacks. One was all white, the other all black. They danced around together until they fused with one another, making a little version of Jack Frost. The sprite danced away and fused back into the fun guardian's body.

His split personality, had been broken.

The bubble then vanished and they felt as good as new. Standing together, Jack ran over to his broken staff. He held it out and put it together, little strings of ice crystals running up and down the staff. After a flash of bright light, it had been fixed.

"Oh yeah!" Jack yelled in triumph.

Jamie beamed at him, glad that it had been figured out.

Jack then moved to face the direction Pitch was in and held out his staff. He sent the snow on the ground flying in Pitch's direction, slamming hard in the side.

"Hey boogeyman!" Jack yelled out. "You don't scare me and I'm in no way done with you!"