And here is part two. This goes out to sam2934, jackfrostlover (My newest sister lol), Katherine, and Reid Phantom. Also to all of you guys who threw me a favorite or follow *Holds up mug of tea* CHEERS.

It had been roughly three months since the guardians had defeated Pitch Black. Life had slowly faded back into what could almost be considered 'normal', well, as normal as it could be if ou were an immortal spirit with supernatural powers. There were a few differences though. Like the fact that the older guardians were trying to spend a little more time learning about the kids they were protecting, especially their newest guardian.

Each of the four guardians had given their newest and youngest member a standing invitation to stay at with them when ever he liked. So far the closest Jack had come to accepting such invites was to come to all o their places for a visit before taking off again a short time later. Everyone knew that it would probably take Jack a long time to get use to being part of their little family and to adjust to the idea of not being alone. They didn't push the boy not wanting to hurt him again by rushing things. For now they all sat back willing to learn about and get to know the boy at his pace.

This, of course, led them so notice subtle differences in the snow he cause while around them, and a few of the blizzards he caused while he was out alone. After North got caught in one such harsh storm he had called a discreet meting with the others, excluding one white-haired winter spirit. After tentatively bringing up the subject the others said that they too had noticed something odd about the boy.

Like the fact that Bunnymund had caught Jack sitting on a rock just outside the entrance to his warren. He had seen that the boy was shaking but when he had tried to talk to him Jack had flown off. Later that day there had been a bad blizzard in Iceland.

The other three had similar stories to tell and after about an hour of discussing the subject they had come to the conclusion that something was seriously wrong. But they had no idea what it could be. So they hatched a plan to find out. The next time an unexpected blizzard popped up all of the guardians would be there to solve this mystery.

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It only too two days before their plans were put into action. A storm had popped up in Wisconsin, seeming to come out of nowhere. The four eldest guardians knew what the cause was though, even if the shivering humans no longer knew the reasoning behind the snow they had slowly come to accept. North had the other three in his sleigh and they were rushing towards the northern state. Three of them looked fiercely determined to get to the bottom of things, one look fiercely nauseous.

They reached an area near the middle of the storm before the winds forced North to land. The giant man looked over at the others and frowned, then he pitched his voice so he would be heard over the shrieking elements and said, "We will have to look for Jack on foot. Winds to strong and dangerous for sleigh." Sandy nods and looks at the others to see them doing the same. "Crikey I though you would never land this death trap." Bunnymund grimaced as he jumped out into over a foot of snow.

Tooth and Sandy were also reduced to walking by the wind and they didn't look happy. Tooth crossed her arms in front of her chest. "I hope there's a good reason for this." She shivered despite her warm feathers and started pushing forwards through the white substance that seemed determined to hinder her progress.

Slowly the four of them spread out. They were still barely withing shouting range and they kept yelling out Jack's name as they searched. They walked for an hour, slowly inching their way forwards towards the eye of the storm. North had pulled ahead of the others and was the first to reach it. He was also the first to spot the small curled up form in the center of an iced over bit of ground. Though oddly enough, while snow was falling all around the fragile looking boy there was only a thin layer on top of him.

North froze as he tried to figure out what was going on. Then the troubled wind carried a bit of sound to the older man. As the sound of Jack's broken sobs reached his ears North was filled with fear for the boy and with a strangled sounding yell of, "JACK!" he raced forwards panicking at the thought that maybe Jack was hurt. North of corse could think of no other reason for the always cheerful Jack Frost to make such a sound.

The other three heard North's cry and figured that their friend had been found. They raced to where they knew North should be. Each of them was stunned by the sight before them. A single though flashed through all of their heads. "What was wrong with Jack?"

There may be one or two more parts, I'm not exactly sure how I'm gonna write it yet. Suggestions and prompts are always welcomed in my little corner of the internet! R&R.