AU Sorry guys it's been so long :( But I've recently started collage and I've been really busy and I'm still thinking the story line of this fic.

It's also my first time writing soo I'm new to all this ^^

I'm still without wi-fi, the guys were supposed to come here today but they decided to cancel last minute so yeah, that means It's still gonna be a while for updates. Sorry :(

I'd love to hear what you think! R&R

Ok soo here goes a summary of the previous chapters:

Pitch is ready to rise again. But he knows he first needs to deal with Jack Frost in order for his plan to work. Now he is going to pay him a visit

Jamie is 16 years old. He meets up with Jack on the forest and have a snowball fight. When Jamie was about to leave he think he sees a black sand cloud approaching. Jack tells Jamie to go home, he'll take care of it.

Jack fights with pitch, but he got tired and didn't notice Pitch behind him. He stabbed Jack on his left side. He looses consciousness and Pitch leaves him for dead taking the knife and Jack's staff.

Jamie never left and went to Jack's aid. They took Jack to the hospital. Some changes are happening to Jack :O

I don't own ROTG or anything! :D


The ambulance took Jack to the nearest hospital, which wasn't far from where the call had been made. The ride only lasted for a good 15 minutes. The paramedics did everything they could on the way. They never noticed that Jack's hair was now darker. The brown color was now about to reach the tip of his hair.

As soon as the ambulance made a stop in front of the hospital, it's back doors flung open and the two paramedics rushed inside with the stretcher. As soon as they entered the building, other doctors that were around went to them and helped them.

One of those doctors took a pair of scissors and made a cut from the bottom to the top of Jack's hoodie to take a closer look at the wound. The doctors noticed that, luckily, the stab was not deep enough to cause any more damage but it was long. If it wasn't treated, the patient could have bleed to death.

Jack was taken to surgery so the doctors could patch the wound up. They cleaned the blood and after making some stitches, they placed gauze around his waist and placed him in one of the hospitals beds.

His breathing had become more stable and it seemed he was looking better by the second. He had an IV placed on his right arm and he was left there to rest and recover. By now, he hair was completely brown and he looked like a totally different person.


Jamie, after leaving his house, left a note to his mom saying that he was going out and that he was coming back a little later. He knew that if he didn't leave a message his mother would freak out by the time he got home and probably wouldn't let him go out for a few days. This had happened before and he was sure not to make the same mistake again.

He went out the front door and as soon as he was outside he noticed that it wasn't as cold as it was on the afternoon. He decided to think about that later. Right now, he needed to go to the hospital to check on his friend.

On his way, he thought again of what'd happened. He was happy because he knew that Jack would survive. He was a fighter. He'd never quit and he wasn't going to now.

But the thought that scared him the most was the change on his hair. What was happening? What did that meant? Last time he checked, hair just didn't decided to change colors. The only though that made into his mind was that Jack may've been "infected" with nightmare sand from the knife. What if he turns evil? What if he looses his memory? What if Pitch has him under his total control? All the "if's" made way into Jamie's mind.

His thoughts were interrupted when he realized he was just outside the hospital. He took a deep breath and went in.

The first thing he saw is the waiting room. There was a couple which had bags under their eyes. They were probably waiting some relative or close friend to come out of a surgery or something.

He kept looking and saw that there was a long corridor in front of him with a lot of doors. Most of them had patients already inside. He was about to go and look for Jack when someone stopped him.

"May I help you?"

Jamie turned around to take a look at who had spoken to him. It was the receptionist. He was surprised by her young age. She must have been in her mid twenties. He got closer to the counter and said

"Um hi, I was looking for a friend of mine that just got in here."

"Do you know where he is?"

"Actually no. He came here on an ambulance a few minutes ago I believe"

"Are you a relative?"

"No, but I am his frie-"

"Sorry but we don't allow friends to visit the patients at this time. Only relatives"

Ok that was just great. What now? He had to say something to get in. If not, Jack would be left alone.

"I know, but the thing is… his parents are on a… uh.. business trip and he's now alone. Please can I see him? I'll call his parents as soon as I know and let them know he's okay"

The receptionist was thinking if she could let him in when the paramedics that were on the ambulance with Jack recognized Jamie.

"Hey kid!" Jamie turned around and was relieved that those guys were there.

"Hi.. um do you know if-"

"Yeah, your friend's all right. Just now he's recovering. He is in room 213. Second floor"

Jamie was about to go when he stopped in his tracks and looked at the receptionist as if waiting for her approval.

"You may go for now" She said. A smile made it's way into Jamie's face.

"Thanks!" He said to the receptionist. "Thanks you too guys!" He was now looking at the paramedics.

"Excuse me" interrupted the receptionist. Jamie thought that she had seen right threw him. For a moment he thought she changed her mind and wasn't letting him go.

"First, do you know his name? We need to put it on the records" Jamie thought for a moment. Uh yeah! Of course I know his name. It's Jack Frost. But he couldn't say that. They would most probably make fun of him or just think he's nuts.

"Um, I only know his first name, it's Jack".

"Don't you know his last name?" Jamie panicked. What can I tell her?

"Uh yeah, he's a... new transfer student and he just got here. We met a few days ago and I can't remember his last name." The receptionist didn't seem to believe the whole story but it would suffice for now. She wrote Jack's down and she nodded at Jamie as if telling him he could go.

Jamie went to the end of the corridor and pressed the elevator's button. A soft ding was heard and soon, it's doors opened. He went inside and pressed the button with the number 2 on it.

When he got out, he noticed that the second floor was much similar to the first floor but the walls were painted with a different color.

Room 210, 211, 212… Room 213. He stood outside the door for a few minutes, preparing himself for what he was about to see. He shook those thoughts away, relaxed and his hand made it's way to the doors handle. The door opened and Jamie went inside.

The room was not that big but it was comfortable for a couple of people to be inside at the same time. The bed was placed a few inches from the window and there was a chair at the side of the bed. He saw Jack's sleeping form and was glad that he was okay. He took a seat and noticed that he didn't have the oxygen mask on which clearly was a good sign. He also could see that he didn't have his hoodie on. Most probably they took it off to treat the wound more comfortably. But the thing that draw his attention the most was his hair. He leaned to take a closer look and noticed that it was completely brown. He thought that if he had black sand inside of him his hair would be even darker.

What also surprised him was that his skin looked different. His skin was always pale but now it seemed it was getting pinker. The tone of skin that resembled the one of a normal person.

He just stayed there for a few minutes with the hope that he would wake up. But he stayed still all the time. He didn't even turn or make a sound. He was just still.

Suddenly, his cell phone vibrated. He opened the lid and there was a text from his mom: Jamie, it's getting late. Come home now so we can have dinner.

Ok, mom. I'm on my way. See you soon. As soon as he finished writing he took one last look at his friend. He didn't want to leave him alone but he had to get going. He could visit him first thing in the morning before and after school.


Jamie was now close to his house. He took his keys out of his front pocket and opened the door.

"Moooom. I'm home"

"You got here just in time! Dinner's almost ready" Before his mom could ask more questions of his whereabouts he decided to go up the stairs into his room quickly to avoid any more questioning. After five minutes, he heard his mom calling him to come down.

He sat on the table and started eating along with his mom and Sophie, his eleven year old little sister.

"So Jamie, where were you today?" Oh crud. Should I tell her the truth? Deciding he didn't want to lie to her he said:

"I uh.. I was at the hospital…"

"At the hospital? Why? Are you okay?" His mother was getting more worried by the second.

"No mom, I'm fine" Jamie smiled reassuring her that he was okay. "It's just a friend of mine. He got hurt pretty bad and they took him to the hospital."

"Is he alright?"

"They told me that he was getting better but he still hasn't woken up. Oh and mom, can I go visit him before and after school tomorrow? I just want to make sure that I'll be there when he wakes up"

"Okay but don't be late for school and I want you to be back home before 7 okay?"

Jamie smiled even wider "Thanks mom". He was relieved that he could tell at least half of the truth of had happened that day. He felt a weight off of his chest.

After eating and cleaning the dishes he was tired so he decided to go straight to bed and have a good nights rest. He hoped that tomorrow his friend and favorite guardian would wake up.


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