Hey guys! Since I'm going to be pretty busy trying to cram summer reading for a while I figured I would leave you with a long chapter. Prepare for lots dialogue! Oh and I still don't own ROTG (Sigh)

Selena POV, Monday 1:00 pm, day 1 of experimentation

Ughhh! What's taking Jack so long! We clearly agreed that we would meet at twelve, which, oh look, happened to be an hour ago!

Yesterday after I agreed to Jack's "proposition" we decided that we would meet the next day at twelve to begin some experiments that would aid in explaining his puzzling existence. He thinks that my experiments are sure to make me believe, but like any good scientist I can't let a hypothesis become a theory until experimentation is completed. When I'm done with him we'll see just how much the scientific method can support his aims. Then again I doubt either of us will be able to settle the problem of belief unless he actually decides to show up! Can you believe it? After all these days of me wanting him to disappear, he truly does just when I actually need him around.

I glanced at the clock again. 1:05 pm. I sighed.

Deciding that I had to distract myself or I would probably permanently lose my mind, I walked out of my room and downstairs to the kitchen hoping to find some lunch. Pulling open the fridge I grabbed a can of soda before proceeding to grab a bag of chips from the cupboard (I know, not the healthiest choices). I figured since I was already losing my edge, there wouldn't be too much harm done if I started indulging in poor food choices for lunch.

Or I'm just completely spiraling downwards now.

Anyway, when I was content with the unhealthy food items in my arms, I padded back upstairs to my room. Due to me arms being full, I backed into my slightly ajar door in order to open it. When I fully turned around I noticed a new guest occupying my bed…

"Off!" I screamed at Jack as he lay on my bed with his arms tucked under his head and his lanky legs crossed across my purple bed sheets. I cringed. I don't even want to know how long ago those pants have been washed seeing them sprawled across my sleeping area. The condition they seem to be in could be hundreds or years old for all I know. Hell, they're probably are. Yup, looks like I'm shopping for new sheets tomorrow.

Jack lazily looked up at me from his comfortable position, ignoring my statement. "What took you so long?" he drawled with a smirk creeping onto his face. What took me so long? What the hell took him so long!

With a huff, I rather loudly slammed my arm's contents onto my desk before turning around to face Jack. "How can you ask me that when I've been waiting an hour?" I accused. "Where have you been?" I quickly scanned my room. "How did you even get in here!"

Jack sat up and crossed his legs, accompanied by his blue, nonchalant gaze simply looking at my seething form. "I figured Chicago could use a little more snow today, besides I'm here now, aren't I? As for how I got in-" He smirked "I'll leave that to your lacking imagination". Great should I add tardiness and avoiding the question to his list of "Things Jack does that piss me off." No, no. Deep calm breathes; you can do this Selena, just keep your eye on the Nobel Prize. Be nice.

"Fine" I said while awkwardly offered a lopsided smiled.

Jack narrowed his dark eyebrows suspiciously. "Fine?" He put an arm under his chin. "For you to be fine something has clearly changed about you." Jack paused for a moment before snapping his fingers in realization. "Wow you must finally be warming up to me!"

My face instantly became devoid of all emotion. "I'm going to ignore that pun now." I said, which earned a bright smile from Jack.

I simply blew air up at my bangs in frustration before plopping down into my desk chair and swiveling around to grab my notebook and pen. Opening to a crisp, new page, I dated my entry and turned back around to face the Winter Spirit. Well, here goes nothing.

I cleared my throat a little, trying to put my anger behind me. "So are you ready?" I tentatively asked.

Jack's gaze found mine, "I'm here aren't I? He inclined his head slightly forwards. "Which also happens to be a miracle considering I don't answer to deadlines, especially those created by stubborn human girls."

"You were still late," I deadpanned.

Jack shrugged grinning to himself, "What can I say, I do try my best."

Yeah because showing up about an hour late to meet someone, breaking and entering into their house, and taking a lounge on their clean bed sheets is a demonstration of Jack's best. I truly hope Jack doesn't indulge in the idea of teaching the local kids what he considers his best. Otherwise everyone just might turn into a bunch of Goldilocks.

"If this is your best I worry," I said

"They all do sweetheart." He casually answered.

I shook my head, bringing my notebook closer. Let him be an ass, see if I care. "Anyway, before we start the real experiments I thought I should just begin with some basic questions," I said plainly.

Jack grinned. "Sure, ask away!"

"Right.." I can't believe I'm actually doing this, "so what's your full name?"

Jack propped himself up with his palms flat against my bed while intently staring at the ceiling in thought. "I suppose its Jackson Overland Frost. If you want to be specific." I quickly scribbled his name into my notebook.

Overland though? What type of middle name is that? I secretly smiled to myself thinking of how Jackson would have fared in a modern high school with that kind of middle name. Then again, I suppose all of our parents sometimes give us pretty terrible middle names. Speaking of parents I wonder if Jack has any. Do Winter Spirits even have parents, or are they children of Mother Nature or something symbolic like that?

I glanced at my next question that I had written out the night before. "Location of origin?"

"Burgess." Jack replied

Okay so maybe Mother Nature has a winter lodge up here or something, but how exactly are Winter Spirits even born? Is it something weird like how the Goddess Athena was born out of Zeus' head, or do they just magically come into existence? I guess I'll just have to ask after I finish my initial questions.

I looked up from my notebook in confusion. "You're from Burgess?"

Jack smiled "Yea, why, are you surprised?"

"Oh no I'm truly honored to share my hometown with the abominable snowman. Helps me to sleep at night."

"Hey I'm not the abominable snowman! My old pal Charles already took the position ages ago. He also happens to live in Philly, not Burgess. As for the abominable thing, he was getting over that phase when I last saw him in 85." Jack countered smoothly.

I noticed Jack's rather calm demeanor after he so casually described the abominable snowman. If the abominable snowman happened to be real too, I wonder what other terrible monsters are out there waiting for unsuspecting people like me to walk their way. "Going through a phase or not, if there really is-"

"Kidding" Jack quickly admitted with an impish smile on his face. "Don't tell me you're afraid of snowmen now though, because I happen to be able to make tons of them. Literally."

I rolled my eyes as I looked back down at my notebook. Well, in some weird way this conversation has brought us to our next question. "Whatever you say Jack, but if you're so busy talking about your abilities, how about you list them?"

Jack's face lit up. "Sure! Flying, creating snowmen, wind, hail, snow, blizzards, icicles, frost, cold weather, attracting females-"

"Woah, slow down!" I said as my hand tried to keep up with Jack's seemingly endless list. I looked at the chicken scratch I created. "I'm just going to leave it at "All things having to do with winter." Is that okay?"

Jack pretended to look hurt. "You forgot how I mentioned that I have the ability to attract girls."

"Yeah, I'm going to have to disagree there." I said leaning back in my chair.

Jack beamed. "It's alright, write what you want, but you're only denying this ability because you're experiencing it first hand."

I picked up the closest thing to me, which happened to be my oversized eraser, and chucked it at Jack's head as he sat on my bed laughing. He didn't even notice as it flew through the air finding its target with a loud SMACK. When it made contact with his forehead, he fell backwards with a yell.

"Ow! What was that for!" Jack cried while rubbing his forehead and shooting back up into a sitting position.

"Didn't you know? This is how human girls express their affection." I said while batting my eyelashes.

Despite the evident pain Jack was in, he tried to muster a smile. "In that case, I'll take whatever you throw at me."

"Oookaaay, whatever you say lover boy." I turned back to my notes. "Anyway, I think it's time for another question." I perused the familiar curves of my handwriting, frowning a little. "Um, I didn't know what I would get out of asking this next question, but do you have any siblings?"

Hearing my words, Jack adopted that forlorn look that he showcased back in the library when I pretended to be scared. It didn't take long for me to put two and two together though. Did my little show yesterday have something to do with his family? Ugh, what was I thinking! Family is always such a sticky subject, but then again… if I am somehow relatable to his family, I hope it's because I remind him of an insanely attractive older sister that he looked up to.

"I had a younger sister,"

Well there goes that idea.

Jack crumpled his eyebrows in thought. "I think her name was Sarah."

Sarah? That doesn't sound like the Spring, Autumn, or Summer Spirit or any other mythical entity, it sounds like some ordinary human name. Why would Jack's sister have a human's name? Well I guess ghosts can have ordinary names, but was she a ghost? That's it, I don't think I can keep these additional questions quiet anymore. There is clearly something vital that I'm missing about this guy.

"What is your sister?" I carefully prodded.

Jack look at me puzzled. "What do you mean what is she?"

"Like a fairy, nature spirit, mermaid, ghost-"

"She was a human" Jack snapped, his tone slightly annoyed. "Why would you think she wasn't?" He said, frowning a little at my surprised expression.

I gulped, feeling a little embarrassed at upsetting Jack. How was I supposed to know that his sister was human? It's not like he's human, so why would she be? It makes no sense!

"Well it's not like you're a human, so I just figured she isn't one either. Now that I'm trying to look at things from a slightly mythical standpoint, I figured you were both just children of Mother Nature or something like that." I said looking away.

When I hesitantly turned my gaze back to Jack, I was relieved to see that his blue gaze was now slightly amused. "Actually, I used to be a human just like you, with a human mother, father, and sister. Of course that was about three hundred years ago though."

A human! How could he have been a human! How on earth could someone be born a human, and then wake up the next day with elemental abilities? Does that mean that anyone could suddenly acquire immortality and powers? And if so, how does it work? With this newfound information I now realize that these experiments are going to be far more important than I originally anticipated. Solving the crisis of mortality would surely be enough for me to go down in history books all over the world. Who knows, maybe I could be printed on money one day! However, I still needed to prove that Jack was real first.

Jack noticed my stunned expression and smiled. "I bet you weren't expecting that, were you?" He leaned back onto my pillows again. "Anymore questions?"

I slapped my notebook closed. "Nope, I think we're good for now." I got up from my seat and walked into my adjacent bathroom. After rummaging around in the cabinet under my sink, I found the box I was searching for. Pulling it out, I brought it back into my room, feeling Jack's eyes follow me curiously. Carefully, I put it down before pulling out a couple of purple surgical gloves from within the box. "I think it's time I started an experiment."

"Will it hurt?" Jack asked, a hint of fear lingering in his voice as he eyed me slipping on the gloves.

I put on my most innocent look. "Hopefully not."

Five minutes later

"Jack, get off of your pathetic staff thing!" I yelled at Jack as he somehow balanced atop the crook of his shepherd's staff, numerous feet above my head. He resembled a tightrope walker as he comfortably allowed his feet to grasp the thin wood, never failing to lose his seemingly perfect balance. "You can't stay up there forever, we had a deal!" I yelled. Jack just smugly looked down at me as I stood in front of his perch with my arms crossed, almost daring me to try and reach him.

"Don't tell me you're scared." I questioned.

Jack placed his hands on his bent knees as he craned to see me better. "I said you could experiment, only pain was not part of the deal."

"And it's not, I was kidding. Now, get down so we can start." Before Jack had the moment to actually respond, or even decide whether he would come down, I angrily kicked at his staff. However, I didn't anticipate what would happen next.

Somehow, I guess that magical staffs are not enchanted to always remain upright because the second my foot connected with it, Jack and his perch came crashing down, unfortunately in my direction. When Jack fell right on top of me I felt the wind being knocked out as me and I landed harshly on the floor with a human refrigerator weighing me down. When I cautiously opened my eyes I realized that Jack's limbs were tangled with my own, and his head was facedown on my stomach.

I snatched his head and pushed it off of my abdomen. "Get… off… of.. meee!" I yelled in between bouts of teeth chattering, all the while heavily blushing. Between the heat in my face, and the decreasing temperature of my body I was sure to get sick after this encounter.

Jack hastily pushed himself up and looked down at my shivering form underneath him. As he scanned my uncomfortable face, I tried not to stare back at his eyes, which strikingly resembled beautiful aquamarines. "Wow Selena, looks like you really do like me. Not too many girls would basically kick a guy's legs from underneath them to get their attention." He said, smirking wider than I've ever seen him.

"That's.. not..what..I…A CHU!.. meant" I shot him the most deadliest glare I could muster. "Get..off..you're..freaking..COLD!"

Jack sighed, "Alright, be like that." Thankfully, Jack finally decided to get off of me this time. When his cold body finally untangled itself from my own, I felt my body start to warm up like it would when I entered the embrace of my house to defrost after being in the cold.

I cleared my throat once more trying to act like what took place never occurred. "Are you ready now?" I asked annoyed, hoping that we could finally get this experiment over and done with since I more or less got him down.

Jack rolled his eyes. "Fine, but this all better get you to believe."

"That's the purpose isn't it?" I replied.

We both got to our feet and Jack stepped towards me, looking rather childish the way his arms were folded and his face in a pout. "What do you want me to do?" He asked.

I looked to my desk chair. "Just sit down." I then proceeded to lead him over to my chair before gently pushing him down so he was seated. When I removed my hands from his shoulders I noticed wet handprints creating a dark silhouette on his blue hoodie. I must have melted the frost on it with my warm palms. "Erm… sorry?"

Jack looked down at his hoodie with a rather interested look on his face. "Oh it's no problem," he said before allowing the frost to slowly creep back along his sweater, erasing any sign of my handprint. "It always comes back."

I wonder if it Jack ever got annoyed with being only able to spread cold. Sure being able to coat the world in white was pretty extraordinary, but did he ever tire of his own cold? If he ever truly was human like he claims to be, I wonder if he still feels the bite of the winter air the same way we do.

Shaking myself from my thoughts, I took my scissors out of a drawer in my desk. "Okay, I'm going to cut off a strand of your hair."

"What!" Jack said turning his face up to look at me, knocking my hand away in the process.

I rolled my eyes. "Relax, it's only going to be a very small piece. You won't even notice it's gone. Now look straight ahead or I might take off more than you'd like."

Jack raised an eyebrow. "How exactly is my head losing hair going to make you believe exactly?"

Okay so clearly Jack cared a great deal about his hair.

"Listen, all I want to do is look at some of your hair under that-" I pointed toward my desk, "-microscope. Besides, you already agreed to experiments that don't involve pain."

Jack grunted before facing forward again. "Just hurry up," He said frowning.

Granted permission, I tentatively fished my hand through his unruly hair, noticing just how silky it was despite the barrier of the surgical glove. Finding a small strand of hair, I brought my scissors forward and carefully snipped it off, catching it in my palm before it could disappear. I held the delicate hair in my hand as if it were made of glass, noticing how it was not white like I originally thought, but a brilliant shade of silver.

"Well has my hair made you believe yet," Jack said in a monotone voice, interrupting my thoughts. Due to my lack of response, Jack tilted his mass of hair upwards at me as his pale face peeked from underneath. "What, is my hair so brilliant that you're speechless now?"

"No, it's just-" Suddenly, the piece of hair in my palm started to sparkle and admit a strange light. I stared astounded as the brilliant silver hue that it previously had began to fade into a bright chestnut color.

"Well?" Jack said

"Shut up and just look at this!" I replied not taking my eyes off of the miracle occurring. In response, Jack shot up from his seat and stood next to me in order to gain a better look.

"Why is it doing that?" I asked Jack, not taking my eyes off of the hair, mesmerized.

Jack inspected the hair equally astounded. "It looks like the color hair I had when I was a human." He narrowed his eyes in thought. "I guess when you chopped it off, it went back to its original color."

When the hair finally stopped its mysterious transformation, Jack and I stole a quick glance at each other before looking back down at the now brunette strand in amazement. Just when I thought it was stable, the hair began to crumple into dust right before our eyes. I immediately began to panic while Jack brought his face level to my hand, his eyes as wide as saucers.

Oh no! What do I do? What do I do! I can't possibly let this amazing anomaly disappear. What proof will I have to show the scientific community? Think! Think!

Got it!

"Look! It's disappearing! Hurry Jack; get a jar off the top shelf of my closet! I need to preserve it!"

Jack nodded his head before quickly flying over to my closet, roughly opening it, and reaching for the top shelf. Just when I thought that he finally found a jar, I heard a Jack release a terrified yell.

"Dear Man in the Moon, what the heck are these Selena!" Jack screamed pointing at my pickled biology specimens. "Why would you keep dead animals in jars? Is this what you plan to do to me when we're done?"

I don't have time for this!

"Leave my science experiments alone!" I stole a glance at the disintegrating hair. "I'm not going to pickle you in a jar! Now I haven't got all day!"

"Jamie was right! All you do is play with weird science things."

Why Jamie? Why would you ever tell him that?! I grit my teeth. "You're Jack Frost for God's sake! You can't let a couple of my science projects scare you!"

With a disgusted look on his face, Jack finally pushed aside my animal specimens, and snatched an empty bottle off of the shelf.

Just when Jack finally returned to my side (rather green in the face) the unbelievable happened. The hair literally went poof, disappearing into oblivion, and leaving no trace of itself in my hand.

I stared at my hand, then at Jack, then at my hand, before returning to Jack. "Did you see that!" I practically shouted.

"You just made my hair disappear, thanks." Jack said sourly putting down the no longer needed jar.

My eyes widened. "This is amazing! It's almost like when you take off a flower's petals, they shrivel up and die when they are no longer sustained by the plant's nutrients."

"I'm pretty sure I'm not a plant." Jack replied.

"No, but here's the weird part about all of this." I quickly grabbed my scissors off of my desk again and cut a tiny piece of my hair off of one of my long strands. I then held it up for Jack to see. "Hair is already dead by nature, and naturally doesn't disappear quickly. Hair has even been known to continue to grow after you die." This earned Jack another grimace. "Therefore, it doesn't necessarily need nutrients to remain intact. However your hair simply disappeared after I removed it from your head."

Jack looked at me puzzled. "What exactly does it mean then?"

"You're not a living thing to begin with!" I happily admitted.

Jack looked almost insulted at my statement. "But I'm here talking to you aren't I? How can you say I'm not alive.. well I'm not alive alive anymore, I guess."

I narrowed my eyes in thought for a moment before I snapped my fingers and ran to my bathroom again. In just under a minute I returned with my thermometer held up.

Jack eyed me nervously once more. "Hey just what are you going- OOF!" I stuck my thermometer in Jack mouth before he could finish his question. I securely held it his mouth (much to his distaste) for a few moments before I heard the familiar beep signaling that it had gained his official body temperature. Pulling it back out of his mouth I glanced at the reading.

Just as I thought.

"What was that for!?" Jack asked.

I fell back into my chair and smiled. "You sir, are no longer a biological being, or and in other words, an organism." I stated rather proudly.

"But I was one!"

"But you aren't any longer, I'll prove it. Just let me ask a couple questions."

Jack crossed his arms again. "More questions?" He sighed. "Fine."

"Do you have to eat to survive?"

"No."

"Is your internal body temperature around a living human's which happens to be 98.6 degrees Fahrenheit?"

Jack looked perplexed. "I wouldn't even know!"

I looked down at the thermometer and held it up. "According to this, your internal body temperature is literally freezing."

Jack rolled his eyes. "Okay so no, it's not 98.6 degrees fartingheight or whatever it's called." He replied bitterly.

Okay now to enjoy myself a little. It's time for some more payback for teasing me.

"Can you reproduce?"

Jack looked stunned.

"I don't know!" Jack shouted, his face as bright red as a beet. He turned away shyly, "I've never had the chance!"

When I saw the way Jack hastily tried to look away in embarrassment attempting to hide his crimson face, my eyes widened and I felt my chair disappear from underneath me as I fell on the floor hysterically laughing.

"HAHA, you're face!" I flipped over onto my stomach and began to hit the floor with my fists. I then proceeded to get up, but another bout of laughed made my slip and start rolling on the floor again. I tried to breathe as my ribs began to hurt painfully. "I haven't had this much fun in years!" I hollered.

Oops.

Temporarily forgetting his embarrassment, Jack caught my slipup. "You just said it! You just said that you're having fun!"

I flipped onto my back. "No I didn't."

"Yes you did."

"Not."

"Did."

"Not!"

"Did!"

"Not, and that's final!" I announced, and then got off the floor to return to my chair. Once I was comfortably sitting down again, I stretched my head back to look at the ceiling, still in a good mood. "This is interesting though. You fail to meet the requirements of a living thing" I tilted my head to look at Jack who seemed troubled by my revelation. "How exactly are you walking around?"

Jack sat on my desk next to me. "I guess the Man in the Moon made me this way."

Right.. the Man in the Moon. Just when I think I'm actually making some real scientific progress Jack hits me with "The Man in the Moon." It seems like the tangible just decided to relinquish its status.

I can already tell this is going to be a long winter break.

A/N: Review! Review! Review! (Also thank you to Truth'n'Justice for catching my mistakes in the previous chapters :D)