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(With Sophie)

Sophie walked into the room, trying her best to look confident for Jet and Seneca's benefit. Once she was in however, she felt smaller than a mouse. She gazed around the room in amazement. Two of the four walls were made up of ice, and there were toys, ice and wood alike, everywhere!

"Ah, Sophie, has been long time no?" a deep, heavily accented, Russian voice said. Sophie quickly composed herself.

"Yes, it has been quite a while North!" She smiled.

"What brings you all the way up here? Better question, how did you get all the way up here?" The huge man asked, leaning back on the edge of his large wooden desk and crossing his arms.

"Actually, I came to ask you a favor North. A big favor," Sophie said more than a little nervous. What do I have to be nervous about? She mentally asked herself. Just because they're. . . You're worrying too much Sophie, of course he'll do it! Sophie pulled herself out of her thoughts. "I'm sure. . . Phil, told you that I came here with two traveling companions?"

"Da, a boy and a girl?" North replied, his sapphire eyes a mix of thoughtfulness and curiosity.

"Yes," Sophie continued slowly, her stomach twisting in nervous knots.

"So, Why aren't they in here with ya?" an Australian accented voice asked from deeper in the room.

"Bunny, Tooth, Sandy, hey!" Sophie greeted the other Guardians. "I'm sorry, I didn't notice you guys before! Jet and Seneca are waiting outside. I figured I would come in here and explain before you guys met them," She explained to the occupants of the room.

Suddenly there was a loud crash from outside the room. Sophie looked toward the door, then back to the Guardians. Oh no. . .

"Where is JACK?!" She asked.

"Late to meeting, as always." North said. "Why?"

He did not receive an answer as Sophie turned and rushed to the door. She flung it open and ran into the hallway, stopping after only a few steps, taking in the scene before her. Shattered ice was all over the floor, combined with obsidian sand. A pale, thin, white haired boy stood in a ready stance gripping a shepherd's staff, facing his opponent, who was none other than Jet. The tall black haired boy stood straight, facing the white haired boy with a scowl on his face, a small blond girl clinging to his leg.

Moving quickly, the white haired boy sent a blast of ice toward his opponent, who, with a flick of his wrist sent a wave of obsidian sand to meet the oncoming ice. He clenched his fist and the sand consumed the ice, and he waved it away, sending it to the floor where it shattered. Using his previous attack as a distraction, the blond teen launched himself at his adversary, catching him off guard.

Jet managed to push Seneca from behind him just before the stranger collided with him, slamming him into the wall. Pinned against the wall, he glared into his attacker's vibrant sapphire eyes, a look of defiance in his own gray ones.

"Jack stop!" Sophie's voice rang out, effectively freezing both teens into place.

"What?" the snowy haired boy asked, confusion lacing his voice. "Why? This guy was holding that little girl prisoner. He's a minion of Pitch, I know it! Just look at him he's-"

"Enough!" the woman yelled. "He is not a minion of Pitch, and he wasn't holding her captive! She's his sister for Pete's sake!" She breathed deeply trying to calm herself. She looked at the two boys in front of her, both wide eyed. "I'm sorry Jack, I didn't mean to yell at you, you didn't know."

"It's all right Soph," Jack said quietly, moving away from Jet. "But if he's not with Pitch, who is he? He looks almost exactly like Pitch, just younger, and, a little less creepy."

Sophie sighed pinching the bridge of her nose. "Jet isn't Pitch's minion, he and his sister are Pitch's kids." She continued at the sharp intake of breath from both, the guardians behind her, and the one in front of her. "Jet hasn't been into contact with his father since before Seneca was born. Except. . . " her voice trailed off.

North gently put his hand on her shoulder, "Except what Sophie?" he asked.

"Jet has nightmares," she stated, turning to face them.

"So what? Everyone does." North said.

"No, you misunderstand, Jet has nightmares every time he sleeps," Sophie said, sneaking a glance at the boy. Her heart clenched when she saw leaning against the wall, arms crossed, an expression of self-hatred and shame on his face. She smiled slightly when she saw Seneca hugging his legs, trying to cheer him up.

"What do you mean every time he sleeps? That's bloody impossible, isn't it sandy?" Bunny said looking at the small golden man. Sandy nodded his head thoughtfully.

"Well, apparently it's not." the woman sighed.

"Does the same thing happen to her?" Tooth asked curiously nodding towards Seneca.

"Um, no, not really. I don't think she's ever had a nightmare come to think of it," Sophie tilted her head in thought.

"Well, maybe her relation to Pitch gave her immunity." Tooth suggested.

"I don't know, it seems kind of unlikely since Jet has them every night. I'll ask him if she's ever had one." The sandy blond woman replied. "Jet?" she called. He looked up and she waved him over.

Jet let his arms fall to his sides as he pushed off the wall. He slowly made his way toward the group of adults, wondering what they wanted from him. He stopped just outside their circle.

"Did you need something Miss Bennett?" He asked tentatively.

"Jet, have you ever noticed if Seneca has had a nightmare?" she asked him, ignoring his refusal to use her first name.

The teen shifted uncomfortably. What kind of question was that? "Uh, no she hasn't. Ever."

"Oh, well, Okay then. She's never had a nightmare before." Sophie said a little taken aback.

"Really? Never?" Tooth asked Jet curiously.

"No, never." Jet said more calmly than the first time, re-crossing his arms.

"Okay, thanks Jet, that's all we needed." Sophie said surprise still evident in her voice.

"No problem." He stated plainly and emotionlessly as he turned to go. He sighed internally as he moved off. That was close. He thought. I almost blew it there.

"So, do you think Jet and Seneca can stay here for a while? I'm sure you've heard the rumors of the Nightmare King's return, and they need a place to stay until it's safe for them in public again." Sophie said turning to North. He looked at her, then at the rest of the guardians, uncertainty in his eyes.

Ooh, now you know their big secret! Don't forget to review!

Never stop believing in yourself!

~Autum