Hey guys! I'm back! Sorry it's been so long. I had exams and I have been very busy these last few weeks! But now I'm back and I'm going to update all my stories. Oh and Guest was wondering how to pronounce Isis. It is pronounced ice-es. Ok! Now, on with the story!

Isis' POV

All eyes were on Jack. He was just sitting there with his arms crossed and was looking at the table. He looked up at the others, his eyes skimming over them. Then his eyes met mine. Our eyes locked for awhile, our icy gazes challenging the other to say something. I was still mad at him. His gaze dropped back down to the table. I rolled my eyes. He was acting like a child after they've been scolded. I was the first to speak.

"How do you not know you know Latin? That's like not knowing you have hands!" I said. Jack glared at me. I rolled my eyes again. "Looks like someones lost interest in the table." This got him mad and he sat bolt upright.

"Ok, first off: I seriously don't know how I know Latin. The words just clicked in my mind. Second off: this table is very interesting, and third off: how do you not know you have hands?" He said very dramatically.

"It was a figure of speech!" I exclaimed.

"Well how was I supposed to know that?!"

"It was pretty obvious!"

"Well sorry not everyone is as smart as you!"

"I figured that out on my own!" This really killed him. We both stood up at the same time with looks that could make even Pitch Black cower in fear. "What's your problem?!" he yelled.

"What's your problem?!" I yelled back.

"You!" he yelled throwing his arms in the air. "You always have to be right! You always have to have the upper hand! And your so defensive!"

"I am not defensive!"

"See!"

"You don't know me! You haven't known me! And you never will!" At this I flew out the door and out through a hole in the roof. I kept on flying until I reached Burgess. I slumped down against a tree by the frozen lake. I rested my head in my hands and let out a breath.

Maybe he was right. Maybe I did seem like a know-it-all sometimes. Maybe I was defensive. Maybe...wait...no. What am I thinking? He didn't even know who I was until like a day ago. He was wrong. All wrong. Ugh! How did my life get so confusing!

I heard footsteps in the snow and my head immediately jerked up. I scoffed and stood up and started to walk away. He put a hand on my shoulder. "Please wait, Isis." I jerked my arm away from him. "I don't have to do anything you say," I said. He grabbed my wrist and spun me around to face him. We were only inches apart. Our gazes were locked. I wanted to pull away so badly, but something wouldn't let me. Our breath billowed together.

"I'm sorry." he said. "I was a jerk. Can you forgive me?" I nodded. My feet suddenly became very interesting. "You are none of those things. You are brave, clever, smart, and so many other things." I looked up at him. His blue eyes were soft. I could feel the heat rising. Was just me, or was he getting closer? I was suddenly aware that his hand was still on my wrist. Something made me move in, too. My eyes closed.

I then heard a cold laugh echo around us. My eyes shot open and I looked over to the tree I was just sitting at. Then, out of the shadows, appeared none other than Pitch Black. "Well isn't that cute! Frosty found a new friend!" he laughed again. Jack stepped in front of me protectively. "What do you want, Pitch?" he basically growled. "What? Can't an old friend drop by and say hello?"

"Your no friend. Your nothing but a coward!" I yelled.

"You better watch your mouth, Icicle. Or do you want another eye to match the other one?" he threatened. Jack stepped forward again and out his arms in front of me. "Leave her alone." Pitch seemed to think about this for a minute. Then he looked at us and said, "No." He snapped his fingers and the images of nightmares and the sounds of people screaming filled my mind and ears. I covered my ears and sank down to my knees. I shook my head trying to get it out of my head, but it was no use. I sank down into a feedle position.

Jack's POV

"Isis! No!" I ran over to her. She was cowering on the ground, her eyes squeezed shut and her hands covering her ears. I glared up at Pitch. He was just laughing like it was some funny cartoon.

"You see what happens when you try to cross me? Endless torture." I stood up. I held my staff out towards him and shot some ice at him. He dodged it with ease and threw sand at me. I dodged and ran at him. I jumped up and slammed my staff into the ground. It sent ice through the ground. It hit Pitch and sent him flying into the woods somewhere. I was breathing heavily.

"That. Was. Epic." said a voice behind me. I turned around and saw Isis sitting up hugging her knees. I smiled at her a laughed a bit. She smiled up at me. I sat down next to her. "Thanks." she said not looking up from the ground.

"It was nothing," I said shrugging. She nudged me playfully. Then she did the least expected thing that I thought she would ever do. She hugged me. I just sat there, shocked for a minute. I then untensed and put my arms around her. She was still shaking from what happened, and it seemed like she was on the verge of crying. I put one hand on her head and held her close. "Hey, are you ok?" She shook her head, gripping my sweatshirt, and I could feel her tears running down it. She sat up.

"Sorry" she sniffed, wiping her tears with her sleeve. I laughed a bit and cupped her chin and lifted it until her blue gaze met mine. "It's ok," I said smiling. She smiled back and rested her head on my shoulder with one arm around my chest. I put one arm around her. We sat like that for who knows how long, watching the stars.

It was kind of mushy, I know, but oh well. You know the drill! I hope you all liked it!

~TMDF~