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Jack went back to the pond… he just had to. There was nowhere else he could think clearly. But his clear thoughts were being muddled by the memories he now associated with this place. He had nowhere else to go, however. He just sat in silence, staring at the pond

Then he heard noise. It was a scream… then laughter. He followed the sound until he found a group of children having a snowball fight

He used to love snowball fights. He remembered the snowball fight that he had helped Jamie and his friends have not too long ago. He used to love helping kids have fun. Apparently it had been his center; fun.

But now he only watched from behind a large snow bank, unaware of the people watching him

"They said he helped that kid" the mother of one of the children said as they saw Jack Frost watching their children from behind a snow bank. They had begun to believe when they read all the stories about Jack in the papers. But he didn't look mean or evil, as people had described. They thought he actually looked pretty innocent: he was only a child, and he seemed upset about something as he watched the children play

"Even so, he better keep his distance from the children" another mother said, sitting on the edge of her seat, unwilling to look away from the stranger watching her child

"I don't know… he doesn't look 'evil'" the first mother said, studying Jack. He hadn't made any kind of move towards the children, he just watched them. He eventually just sat in the snow and seemed to sigh "Someone should talk to him"

"Are you crazy?" one father asked her; sure that she was, in fact, crazy

"No, he just looks bothered. Those stories could be just that; stories. He probably doesn't even have that 'magic' they say he has; he's probably just a young man who's having stories made up about him" she told them, standing "I'm going to see if he's okay"

Jack just sat down in the snow, watching the children play and have fun. He was so confused. He felt something different when he saved Jamie, and he didn't know what it was. He didn't care about the fear coming strongly from Jamie and Tooth, he just cared about getting him warm again. He didn't think he was capable of caring about others again. Especially since he was feared by so many people… but at least he was believed in

He was so deep in thought, he didn't hear the crunching of snow that meant someone was walking towards him

"Excuse me, young man, are you okay?" he heard a woman say. He quickly jumped up and turned to face her. He was sure that, if she could see him, she would run for the hills when she realized who he was. But she didn't; she just looked at him really concerned. He didn't answer her "You just looked really bothered by something" she said

"… I'm fine" he told her, making sure his teeth were visible when he spoke, that would be enough to frighten her away. But she didn't run, didn't look scared, and he smelled no fear on her. She only smiled at him

"I brought some hot chocolate for the kids" she said, gesturing to the children "But I'm sure we can spare some, if you'd like"

Jack quickly looked back and forth several times between the woman, the children, and the other parents he notice sitting on the bench to the right of him. He thought about it for a moment

"Ok" he said quietly. The woman smiled at him and gestured for him to follow her back to the bench

"If you don't mind my asking… are you Jack Frost?" she asks, somewhat hesitantly

"I am" he said, flinching slightly. For the first time, he was a little ashamed of the things he has been doing the last few weeks

"Hmm" is all the woman said until they got to the bench with the rest of the parents "This is Jennifer and Mike. Jennifer, Mike, this is Jack Frost… Oh and my goodness, Jack I am Lisa" she told everybody. Jennifer and Mike stared at Jack as if they believed he would morph into something else right before their eyes

"Hey" Jack said quietly. Lisa shot a look at Jennifer and Mike; a look she usually saved for her children; a look that said it's impolite to stare and they looked back to the children for a moment. Lisa went to her bag and pulled out a thermos and a stack of small cups. She poured a small cup of hot chocolate and handed it to Jack

"Thank you" he said quietly. Then he sat back down in the snow, facing the children again.

"So, Jack… what's the stick for? If I may ask" Mike said after a long moment of silence. Jack lifted his staff from the snow and ran his fingers across it. For years he had wondered why his staff held some of his power. After seeing his memories, he knew the reason

"I've just always had it" Jack answered quietly

"Are you the guy from the stories?" Jennifer said as if she couldn't help herself. Jack glanced back at her before looking back at the kids again

"…Yes" he told her. He could smell some fear on both Jennifer and Mike, but he tried to ignore it while he also wondered why he could smell no fear from Lisa

"Are you really… I mean, can you really..." Jennifer couldn't get her question into words

"Yes" Jack said, knowing what she was wondering

"I'd like to see that" Mike mumbled to himself. But Jack had heard him. He turned his staff skyward and sent a burst of power through it. It presented itself as a burst of light, shooting into the sky. A moment after, it began to snow "Holy…" Mike mumbled, looking up at the sky. They all stared at Jack, wide-eyed. Before anybody could say anything else, the children began to run over

"Mom, can we have come hot choc-" the girl stopped when she saw Jack "That's Jack Frost" she whispered

"Yes, this is Jack Frost, why don't you say hello?" Lisa told her daughter. But her daughter had heard a lot about Jack; someone who could shoot sharp icicles and had black eyes and sharp teeth, but her mother always told her that those stories weren't true. She didn't know what to believe, so she was very wary of Jack

"Umm… hi" the girl said quietly "… can we have some hot chocolate?" she then quietly asked her mother

"Of course" Lisa told her, pulling out the thermos and cups again, filling and handing them out to the children. They all just stood by, drinking their hot chocolate and trying not to obviously stare at Jack. It was silent for a long time, and Jack stared thinking about Jamie again. He hadn't cared about anybody… but the guilt he felt for what happened to Jamie was deeply bothering him

"Do you know how to make snowballs?" A little girl asked, sitting down across from Jack. He had no choice but to look at her. He hadn't directly spoken with children before and the first time he had done it, he almost died. He was reluctant to try it again. But the little girl's large, questioning eyes demanded an answer

"Yeah" Jack told her

"Can you help us make more?" she asked him, smiling a little. Jack hesitated for a long moment before he took his staff and ran it about an inch above the snow. Several perfectly round snowballs appeared before their eyes "Wow!" the little girl exclaimed. The other children were now curious and they all sat around Jack. He couldn't help but grin a little as he repeated what he had done before, making more snowballs. The children were intrigued and the parents were amazed.

This was the guy terrorizing people for the last few weeks? They couldn't believe it. Their description of him was even wrong; he didn't look scary or evil. So when the kids asked if Jack could play with them, the parents agreed; if Jack wanted to. Jack thought about it for a while before he answered. But he agreed