Yay! I uploaded another chapter to Sing Me To Sleep! Whos been waiting for this update? I know I have! I worked on this really hard, because I have problems writing fluff and such. Im much better suited for angst and such but I think I did a pretty good job on this XD

Before we get this show on the road I want you guys to check out my friend, Poxy Kirkman, and her wonderful RotG stories, Slave to Darkness and The End of Summer! They are beautifully written and I'm sure you guys will love her and her stories! :D

Part 3

Sad brown eyes watched quietly as a snow white haired boy awakened after a week of slumber. The eyes immediately watered as she thought of exactly what this meant. The figure owning those eyes was a thirty five year old looking woman with long brown hair an matching brown eyes. Her skin was beautifully tanned and she wore a plain brown dress with a simple white apron over it.

There would probably never be a chance for what had taken place in the past week to happen again. After all he wasn't a mortal anymore. He was an immortal and with that came different rules than what mortals had to follow.

Mortals, once dead, had no choice but to go to Paradise or in the unfortunate event, be set down to Hell. Immortals on the other hand, they had a chance to go back down to the Land of the Living. Of course they didn't get to make this choice themselves. Once an immortal dies, they are stuck in the layer above the Between. While some of the deceased could wander the Earth in the Between, Immortals were sent to the layer above the Between. The Unnamed it was called. Just a vast expanse of nothing and everything. They would feel like they were floating, surrounded by blackness. After that the Higher Ups would contact the Immortal's most treasured person.

The most treasured person could be in either Paradise or Hell. If the Immortal's most treasured person was in Hell and the Immortal was judged to be in Paradise, then the closest person the Immortal has in Paradise would decide.

The Higher Ups decided that he would go to Paradise and as such they found the most important person he had in Paradise to decide his fate. The honor, or burden, went to her. At first she was so happy. Happy at having the chance to finally have her brother in Paradise with her. However, before the treasured person could make a decision, they had to see through the Orb and see just who the Immortal would be leaving behind.

She had at first known what her decision would be, of course she had because she loved her brother and wanted to thank him for saving her.

But then the Higher Ups had shown her the Orb. So many people that were upset with her brother taken from them. He had so many friends. So many people loved him. But what really called out to her and made her change her decision, it was the fact that someone down there. Someone truly loved him with all their heart. They wanted him for themselves, to love and to cherish. And he, he loved them aswell. He wanted to be with that one person down there. Who was she to stop true love?

She closed her eyes as years rolled down her face, wrapping her arms around her body in an effort to comfort herself. He was crying. God he was crying! From happiness! She'd almost made an awful decision, she'd almost taken him away from his loved ones down there.

She turned away, heading up the stairs and back up to Paradise. She paused midway. She gazed down at her brother lovingly as he stumble towards the door. She shifted her gaze towards the room where her brother's loved one was curled up, crying still. She glared at the furry form. "You better take care of my brother. Stupid kangaroo..." She murmured before continuing up the staircase after all her family was waiting for her.

He clutched the doorknob, slowly opening the door before making his way down the hall. He stumbled on his weak legs more than once and heavily relied on his staff to take even a few steps. At one point he came across a group of elves who were staring at him with wide eyes. It was a stare off before the group scattered, yelling gibberish that probably only the yetis and North could understand. Jack was left staring after them as they tripped over themselves to get to their destination. Wherever that was. He chuckled quietly before he was suddenly thrown in the air, his staff falling onto the ground in his surprise.

He turned in the air, landing in furry arms. He almost screamed in surprise when his eyes met Phil's own. He was confused as the yeti brought him into a tight hug, murmuring yeti words. Jack stayed still, enjoying the warmth as his own eyes teared. Phil was crying. He was crying for him. For Jack. In a split seconds notice Jack had wrapped his own arms around the yeti, laughing as he was taken by another yeti into a hug. His laughter filled the air as he was passed around, yeti to yeti, getting hugs by each one. The elves ran around in excitement, tumbling over each other as fights broke out. He felt so happy and glad and relieved that he was alive because that's what it was. He was alive and healthy and he had friends. He had real friends that were sad that he had 'slept.' That he hasn't been there with them for a while. He looked around at the furry faced yeti and silly elves and his mood slightly dampened. What did the Guardians think? What would they think? Did they even care? Would they be upset he was back?

Jack was momentarily surprised when the noise suddenly stopped. He turned around, only to freeze at the sight of the very people he had been worrying about. He felt himself go paler than he normally was as Phil set him down on the floor. Jack worried his bottom lip as he looked at the Guardian's expressions.

Sandy was floating by an open window, eyes wide with tears as he pinched his arm. Pictures flew above his head faster than Jack could decipher them and suddenly he was on the floor, wind knocked out of him by the golden body hugging his waist tightly. Golden sand tears covered the front of the baggy white shirt he was wearing as he hugged Sandy back with as much force as the little man was using with him.

Large arms wrapped around both him and Sandy and Jack looked over his shoulder to see North smiling happily at him. Tears trailed down his jolly face as he laughed in glee. Jack took in his appearance with guilt. North's clothes were rumpled and his normally neatly combed hair and beard were in a wild disarray. His face was slightly blotched with tears fallen way before now. Had he caused this? Had his sudden departure caused his father figure to become such a wreck? He suddenly felt low and dirty because how could he be happy when he made the jolliest man on Earth a shadow of his former self?

He was shocked out of his thoughts when thin arms wrapped around his neck. He gazed down and his vision was obscured by colorful feathers. Tooth. The female Guardian was crying. Crying all over his neck and soaking the neck of the white shirt. Wetness dripped down his cheeks and Jack blinked when he realized he was crying. He was fucking crying! He let loose a laugh as he let himself be embraced and held by his fellow Guardians. His friends. His family. Those 300 years by himself? This moment here, happiness radiating in the air as he was being hugged and loved, it destroyed all those memories because that was the past. It was the past and this was the present and he, he was truly happy.

He opened his eyes, not realizing he had closed them, as he felt his family removing themselves from his person. He looked at all of them in confusion. They were all crying, happy smiles on their faces as they gazed at him with something shining in their eyes. Something akin to love. Their gazes moved from him to something, or someone, behind him.

Curiosity killed the cat, that was the old saying. He turned slowly, feeling much like a cat and wondering briefly if he would die once more. His world froze as his own ice blue eyes met brilliant green.

Aster. Aster. It was Aster. Nervousness filled his body as he stared at Aster, who's entire form had stilled. His expression was void as he stared at Jack with emotionless Spring green eyes that reminded Jack of fresh green grass, running rivers, sunny days, and freedom, and above all, hope. Aster's green eyes shown with images tears as realization dawned on Jack. Aster's eyes reminded him of new life, of continuing, of hope and peace.

He smiled into warm fur as strong, warm arms that felt so familiar to him wrapped around his smaller form. A face was buried in his neck, whiskers making him hold back laughs because it tickled. Aster's whiskers tickled. He let the tears run down his face freely as he was clutched closer to Aster's much bigger and furrier and safer body. The warmth which would've normally made him uncomfortable wrapped around him and all Jack could do was smile. He felt so secure in Aster's arms. He barely noticed when Aster began mumbling into his neck. He strained his ears to hear what the rabbit was saying but eventually added it up to sweet nothing's. Just random words full of warmth and happiness and a love that made Jack feel as if someone was crushing his chest because wasn't that what love did to you? Made your chest practically ache from happiness. He grinned as his family hugged him once more, the yetis and elves cheering in the background as Jack ran his hands through the fur on Aster's neck with a small smile. He felt loved and happy and he had a family and Aster loved him. He thanked whatever being that had allowed him to live because this was perfect. His life was perfect and he wouldn't have it any other way.

Alright so there you have it! Well, no not really... XD Following the main events of Sing Me To Sleep, I am going to add chapters following what happens after. The continuation o. This chapter is what you should begin expecting from this story.

If you'd rather not read whatever follows after the end above you, then consider this story finished. :D

For those who want to continue reading Im warning you right here, right now that the following chapters will not be written like the last two chapters. They will be much fluffier with little to no thought. XD

Pt 2 of Pt 3 T

The blue blanket around his body kept the cool air inside and the cup he held in his hands was full of iced cocoa. He was on Aster's lap, strong arms wrapped around his lithe frame as he leaned his head back. He turned his head up slightly, his snow white hair tickling the underpart of his kangaroo's chin.

Green eyes met his own for a brief second and Jack found himself smiling softly. He looked away, instead keeping his attention on the room he was in and the occupants in it.

They were all in the living room, the room underneath the Globe room. The walls were a dark red with dark brown wooden floors. Christmas lights were hanging from the roof and a Christmas tree placed near the only window of the room. A dark red couch, the one he and Aster were resting on, was placed in front of the window though the couch faced forward and the main view was a brightly lit fireplace. On either side of the the already occupied couch were two more matching red couches. Tooth lay sprawled on the one to the right and Sandy and North shared the other couch which was a much bigger size than the other two. In the middle of the semi circle of couches was a rectangle shaped coffee table made of cherry brown red. The mood was bright and all of them were laughing and joking and just having a wonderful time and Jack, Jack didn't know how he could have survived without these precious, beautiful moments.

He sipped his deliciously cold cocoa as he eyed the plate of freshly baked cookies a yeti had jut brought in. The cookies had a sweet aroma to them that immediately made his mouth water. How long since he had tasted cookies? He couldn't ever remember actually eating one, maybe before he became Jack Frost. Who knew? All he did know was that he wanted a cookie and Aster's arms around him didn't seem like they were going to loosen anytime soon. He gave an almost silent sigh as he gave the cookies a longing gaze. Aster hadn't let go of him for the two hours since he had first wrapped his big, furry, and unsurprisingly muscled arms around him. Jack understood he was being clingy because he loved him and all but seriously? He couldn't even get a damn cookie!

He was certainly surprised when a warm object with a delicious smell was pressed against his slightly blue lips. He looked at the object in surprise. A chocolate chip cookie. He stared at the furry fingers holding the cookie and smiled as he opened his mouth to allow the cookie in. The chest he was leaning against shook with laughter and the other Guardians joined in the laughter as Jack just but into the gooey chocolate chips with a grin. He decided he didn't really mind those possessive arms wrapped around him, after all Aster still made sure Jack had anything and everything he needed. The Pooka proved this when he leaned down to capture the younger spirit's lips in his own. Yup, Jack had anything and everything he could have ever wanted.

Extremely short I know X) I'll be updating soon so keep an eye out if you enjoyed that little snippet. Tell me your thoughts on this and oh!

I am taking requests for what you want tosee and read in the Sing Me to Sleep verse! XD I love the ideas of my fellow JackRabbit lovers! :)

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