Sorry for the wait, I got stuck with school again. And just so you know, I may not update until december, probably after the premiere of The Hobbit.

Anyways, I'll see you guys below the text. Enjoy!

They Are Looking For Her

The blizzard decreased a moment ago when the sled started to slow its speed, the man in it got out of his sled and placed his bare hand in the already frozen asphalt, touching gently the tiny spikes and looking at the trace of ice that led to a certain lake town. The man uncovered his mouth as just the bridge of his nose and the edge of his eyes had some frost in it. Every inch of his clothes and boots were covered with frost too, but it didn't bothered him at all, his only thought was the girl that escaped two weeks ago from her home with no reason, and that in the process of the escape, she caused a huge blizzard. A blizzard so big and deadly, even in Norway, Greenland and Canada were having the same problem as Burgess and the rest of the country.

"Are you sure, Andrew?" Said his little friend behind him in the sled. "How do you know that she will be with Pitch?" he was speaking loudly, holding onto his seat while the other man walked to take the reins.

"Because the last time she felt like this, she decided to go to the liar for a whole month." He answered loudly too like his friend. "Besides, she is there, I know she is already there. We need to go faster, Olaf." The snowman sighed and let the boy continue.

He needed to find her and stop her. The first place would be Burgess of course but not the town itself, no, she will be in the only place she have always think it's save for her. He has been there too a couple of times when he was younger, but she is always there when she is upset and Pitch is almost the only one who can calm her. He led his reindeer to the trace and followed the path as fast as they could, lucky his friends knew they have to hurry and be with her as soon as possible…before something else may happen.

Jamie reached the library with a pleasant succeed, he even shout for his victory when he closed the doors, now the challenge was finding that book and make sure the thought of the "lady in the snow" wouldn't disappeared while he was looking. He searched for it in a peculiar places, as fast as he could just in case the storm turn for the worst and make him stay stuck in the huge and empty place. He wanted to find the answer for the question that his little sister put on his brain the last night, he did remember something about a woman and a snowstorm, but the thought was so lightly he felt it was about to fade away; and why not? He was so young he clearly forgot some things; lucky he is good to keep some other things on his mind.

He was checking a shelf that he could clearly remember was the first one he checked when he requested that book, he searched the covers as the images of his younger years passed through his mind. He read almost all those books when he was thirteen but that book…that…fairytale wasn't in anyplace. He kept searching, checking his watch and noticed it passed…almost two hours! "What?"

He heard a rattle and then the cold wind hit him behind, he turned to see just to find his old friend trying to close the door by himself, in a second he did but he seem exhausted. "What are you doing here?" Jamie asked, helping the spirit clean his clothes from the mount of snow.

"That's my line!" Said the youngest boy, angry and sinking his fingers on his staff like a life support. "What are you doing here? I told you not to go out. And why are you in the library?" Jamie shut him by putting his hand on his mouth, still hearing the mumble as his friend continued complaining.

"I'm sorry, ok? But you have to be quite if you want me to explain." Jack shoved away his hand, still angry with his friend. "You won't explain me anything, you're getting back to your house and that's it." Jaime raised an eyebrow, a little startled by the serious way Jack ordered him; he didn't knew if could laugh at his seriousness or just keep quite. Jack looked at all the mess Jamie got behind him. "For what is all of this?" he asked while he led to the mount of closed books and paper sheets in the floor covering the red carpet of the place. Jack took a book and read the cover.

"This is why I went out of my house. Since this morning I needed to-"

"So you left because you wanted to read another book? Seriously?"

"Would you just listen when others are talking to you? I came here because I'm investigating who is the cause of the snowstorm!" And before saying another joke, Jack turned to see him with a shock gaze, almost frightened as he led down his staff slowly. "I think I know who is making all of this mess. I came here to confirm it…now I just remember…"

"Remember what?" the spirit was getting nervous, almost like waiting the bad moment to pass and keep his mouth shout. Again, the seventeen-year-old boy saw the empty space between he and Jack with a sudden realization glance.

"That girl, walking in the middle of a blizzard, it wasn't a person at all…"Jamie said running to the mount of mess he did, passing it with a superhuman speed. Jack just looked at him as if his friend has gone crazy, again; but he followed him anyway.

Jamie came in a dead end of the library; he searched with his eyes in the shelves on the top until he opened them widely in a very top one in the corner. He took the ladder and watch the place where the blissful and annoying book was resting in. Jack saw him with a hurry he almost never see in his friend unless is something really, REALLY important; he saw how Jamie carried the ladder and placed it right where the so-called-answer-book was. Jamie climb the ladder almost laughing at the fact he remember where it was that long fairytale, but before he could take it there was just the space where the damn book was. "Is this what you were looking for?" Jack showed his friend the blue middle size book, making the boy frown at him. "It has something to do with the lady you said?" he asked looking at the cover of the book as Jamie went down the ladder.

"Well, yes. She is not a mythical creature but she matches the description." He explained, but Jack only looked at him with a surprise face when he read the title in the cover. "Last night, Sophie came to my room and told me there was a lady walking among the blizzard, but when I looked in the window with her, she was gone!" He was screaming fast and with excitement, like a hysterical detective with a good case and no one to understand the importance of the situation. "I came here to confirm if the Snow Queen was the person Sophie saw, then I thought: 'She is no real'; but once again I thought about the fact that Soph can't lie just because she doesn't have anything to do. Then I thought about you guys. You and the guardians are real and that made think about the smallest possibility about this queen being real."

"Ok, I get it. You choose to believe in Elsa, that's okay but I don't think she's-"

"Wow, wait a second, who's Elsa?"

Jack froze in his place; he hasn't even told Jamie about the agreement with the guardians, if he wanted to explain the whole cursing situation he also have to tell him his litany…he wasn't prepare for that yet, in fact, he didn't wanted to tell him about the only woman in the world who rejected him for…

"That Snow Queen you're talking about, her name is Elsa of Arendelle, and I know she is not the one who made all of this." He said again with that serious face, but this one was more serious than the one he used to order Jamie. "And even if she did, she was forced to do it." As he kept talking, Jamie opened the book and started to see the pictures about the Snow Queen; he browsed the pages that talked about the mirror and the part where that kid left his home and friend to be with the Queen.

"If she was forced to make all of this mess, then who forced her?" He asked to cut Jack's complaining. The spirit looked at his sides and then at the ceiling, looking for some shadows that could hear them, he grabbed a lap of Jamie's coat and whisper carefully in his ear, "Pitch Black did it" he said. Jamie separated from his friend and saw him with curious for his answer. "He forced Elsa to do this. I know it and that's why I came to Burgess again."

"But why? I mean, of course everyone is frightened about this snowstorm. But what I mean is why are you so sure Pitch is forcing her to do it? If The Snow Queen is capable of all of this, I doubt that Pitch could actually take advantage of her." The teenage spirit was about to speak but he shut his mouth after thinking in what he was about to say. Jamie wouldn't understand unless he explained it to him, Jack grunted as he scratched his neck and turned to face the wall as he tried to accommodate his thoughts.

Both guys kept in silent for a little while, Jaime sighed a couple of time waiting for Jack to turn and tell him what did he and the guardians agreed about. But the winter spirit didn't seem to have the guts to tell him anything, how could he? He still asked himself why Elsa didn't wanted to be with him. She never told him, she never seems exactly like a happy person when she saw Jack for the very first time after defeating Pitch.

A loud beep sounded making the young guardian look behind, his friend looked his watch and saw him with a worry gaze. Jamie just could stay and search for two hours and now the time was up, he needed to go back home or else his mother would take it against his sister. The boys hurried and the tall one took his stuff, caring a little for the mess he did – maybe he would fix it once the storm pass – They prepared themselves and opened the door to feel the cold air hitting them with it's raw force, they did as before closing the door and start to walk, Jack didn't try to fly again after the play of take-and-drop the snowstorm played with him two weeks ago.

Sophie was checking the window of the living room every two minutes since the two hours were up to her brother, she was nervous, her mother was still in the bedroom but it was already nine in the morning and sooner or later her mother would walk down the stairs and ask for her brother. She was trying to draw a proper portrait of the lady she saw last night, her crayons weren't exactly helping her but she managed to do it first with a pencil, she did at least five pictures of the women, two of them were focused on the withe clothing she wore – one was a dress and the other was a pair of white fluffy bustles long pants. – The others two focused on her white hair, like if the thick wind of the storm was part of her hair or even her hair itself; the last one let everyone who see it known that the eyes of that woman were glowing in white, and that her lips were blue. Sophie even wondered if her skin was made of ice or if it was normal as the rest of the people. The blonde girl checked again the window, nothing at all, she sighed, looking at the stairs with nervousness as the sound of a thud made its appearance. She heard a three-time-knock. "Jamie, get up, I'm going to do the breakfast."

Then Sophie panicked, she looked at the window again but still she saw nothing gin the distance, that was when her mother saw her drawing calmly in the living room – even thought she was dying for her bother to come before her mother could speak to her. –

"Sophie, good morning, why are you here?" Asked the woman with a sleep face and a wide smile, Sophie tried to act normal by leaving her crayons and ordering her pictures.

"Morning, mom. I was just…drawing." She answered with a wide but suspicious smile, her mother looked at her for a moment and then shrugged. "Jamie! What are you doing?" she asked near the stairs. "Come down, you'll miss the breakfast." Sophie felt panic in the moment her mom led up to the stairs, murmuring why Jamie was taking more than the usual to come down from his room. She saw the window one more time, and then she heard a scream from her brother's room.

"Sophie, Where's Jamie?" she kept in silence. Sarah Bennett came from the room as fast as Sophie led to the kitchen to gain some time. "Sophie, Where is your brother?" she asked with distress. "Ah…"

What? No Flashback part? Don't worry, it's almost done. I just have to check up the orthography and maybe tomorrow you'll read it.

The next one it's short, unless you want me to update it with the Flashback part. Well, I'll take care of that.

See ya! :)