Jack shuttered, flapping his wings as they turned a pure white; white as snow now instead of black like Angel's wings.

"Anyway, you probably won't see me again Jack. At least... I hope not. Though Jamie will later on while I finish the switch for him. Catch ya later." Angel sauntered over to the balcony, spread his wings and flew off. Jack flinched at later and turned, his wings sparkled in the sunlight, blindingly beautiful and graceful.

"W-well s-so I guess that's it." Tears gathered in his eyes and Jamie knew he was fretting over his re-death now. Jamie gently wiped away the tears before they could fall.

"Hey now... none of that." He shifted to press a gentle kiss to Jack's forehead. He didn't really want to face death again... but for Jack... anything. Jack sniffed.

"Are you really sure Jamie?" He hugged him close, his white wings enveloping him in the hug. Jamie gently cupped Jack's head in his hands; pressing a soft, loving kiss the cool lips he loved so much. Yes... he was sure. Jack purred, he felt tired suddenly and slowly went unconscious; exhausted from having the power and souls drained from him. Jamie gently kissed Jack's forehead once more because he knew it would be the last time he'd do so as a human.

"I'll be back soon Jack. I love you." He murmured before he followed the gentle tugging he felt now, Angel had promised to guide him to his death and the spirit wasn't going to back down on a promise. Jamie seemed, to those around him, to be lost in thought as he stepped off the street in front of an oncoming tour bus... He never felt a thing. Just as Angel had promised he wouldn't... but the spell around him from Jack had been dispelled by Angel's magic as well because it needed to be as he worked to return Jamie back to the spirit he had been; returning the gift that the moon had once granted him as a half moon gleamed in the twilight graced sky. Jack groaned groggily as he woke up.

"Jamie?" Angel watches as Jamie's body is carted away. He couldn't simply just finish the spell with humans around, it wasn't something they were supposed to see so he waited until the morgue people finished cleaning up the body before he settled to work again. Unfortunately that meant waiting until dark... Jamie's soul hovered near him but he didn't allow any of his little "minions" to absorb the soul. His power keeping the soul at his side while he waited for the body to be on its own before he could continue his work. Jack whimpered as he realized Jamie was gone.

"JAMIE!" He called strongly over the bond but it was dead.

"No... NOO!" Jack cried hard, he knew he would be back but knowing Jamie was dead hurt him so much that even Jamie's soul could feel the pain. If a soul could wince... Jamie's sure would have then. Angel winced and replied telepathically in a quiet tone, trying to soothe the winter spirit.

"Ouch... calm down Jack... honestly... There's no need for a fuss. Although I didn't think this would happen... this is proving to have had some... complications. Not to worry, he'll still be a winter spirit." Angel continued his work and the boy's body changed as Angel put the soul back in, embedded with the moon's gift and the power over winter.

Jack whined over the bond.

"I...I-" He couldn't stop crying, flying aimlessly now around the area; people only saw him now as a white angel.

"Jack... stop... You're making a scene... and yes I know you are because I spent so long in your head to know you. I KNOW how much you love him. Be patient."

Jamie's eyes shot open and Angel disappeared from the area before the newly made spirit could spot him. Ow... his head was pounding... He felt like someone hit him with a truck or something... Jack whined tiredly, he fell; plummeting to the ground so fast even wind had trouble stopping the fall. Angel lent a helping hand, catching the back of Jack's hoodie on the edge of his scythe.

"Gods you can be a pain... but Jamie would kick my ass if I let anything happen to you." Angel swung the scythe so that Jack flew through the air, into the hotel and landed haphazardly on the bed. Jamie walked from the morgue, leaving water behind as his frost melted. He sighed a little. He needed to be some place colder and... Whoa! Jamie found himself tossed into the air by the wind as it welcomed him back. Not that he understood why it was.

"I need to be somewhere colder!" Instantly the wind whisked him away to a mountain top and he sighed happily at that. He wondered what else he could do and spent the night creating snowflakes. Jack lay on the floor now, having rolled off the bed in his sleep; dreaming, it was a dream of Jamie... how he'd died again. Jack screamed his name when he awoke. Jack sniffed, he was going to look for Jamie. He flew to Burgess since that's where he felt him, his heart clenched when he arrived at Jamie's childhood home.

"Jamie" He called gently inside, peering through a window before entering through an open window downstairs. Jamie was floating outside the window of his former room when he swore he heard someone call his name... He paused a moment then shook his head. It must be his imagination. No one could see him, he'd figured that much out. Funny, it didn't hurt like he thought it would; but his head did hurt. He felt ... something. Like someone was nearby... He brushed it off. That was silly. The only one close by was his mother, and she was asleep in her room likely at this hour. He landed in the yard he barely remembered. Snow gently fell as he thought about times gone by. There was something he knew he should remember but for some reason he couldn't and he felt like it was something important too. He walked down the dirt path to the old pond he barely remembered. It was frozen over... it always had been from what he could remember. He stood before the frozen water, kneeling down to lightly skim his fingers along the ice. Ice he could command... but he didn't do anything with it because he felt the power in this ice and it belonged to someone else. He slowly stood up, curious. Where was this someone else who was like him? Jack was worried that he didn't get a response. He headed to the lake, maybe he'd stopped there... waiting for Jack. He found Jamie by his lake as expected.

"JAMIE!" He called out and walk towards him. Jamie turned at the sound of his name being called. Holy... He swore he flushed a little. The teen before him was a sight to behold. He swallowed a little, nervous. Who was this lovely thing before him? Why did he feel he should know the answer to that?

"Jamie, hello you in there?" Jack knocked on his head a little since he was so flushed and spaced out. Jamie stumbled back a little, flushing even more.

"Um... h-hi... h-how do you know me?" He managed to ask after a while, confusion warring with the nervousness he felt. He'd never seen anyone more lovely in all his life... He flushed a little more because his mind was beginning to come up with ideas he didn't think it should be at the moment, especially about someone he didn't really know.

"Jamie I... don't you recognize me? It's me, Jack." Jack's worried now, how could he not recognize him? He stayed where he was lest he scare him away. Jack? He seemed to search for a moment but he slowly shook his head.

"S-sorry... I.. I think some of my memory is scrambled... Ugh... my head hurts like I got hit by- well.. actually, I guess I did." Tears fell.

"He... doesn't remember me; how can he not remember me?" Jack fell to the ice into his knees, crying.

"W-whoa... hey... don't do that please..." Jamie felt bad, but he couldn't help it. He just didn't remember a lot of things... He wondered too though, how bad had he been hit that he wouldn't remember him? Jack sniffled, he felt a hole in his heart; how could Jamie not remember? Angel. When I get my hands on him he is so dead...

"J-Jamie do you remember when we first met...? Please... do you remember?" Jamie closed his eyes, he was trying hard to remember; he really was... when would he have ever met a winter spirit?

"I..." He remembered something... he was just a kid... in his room... he was so excited because of a... a bunny? No... that wasn't right... a bunny had been made of snow... He'd thought it was a sign from Bunny... the Easter Bunny but... it wasn't... it was... from someone else... He couldn't see who though. He held his head in his hands, groaning a little in pain. The memory wouldn't clear up, no matter how much he tried. Jack hugged Jamie.

"It's ok if you don't remember right away." He sniffed.

"Just know that I love you." Jamie flushed a slightly darker shade and he pushed away the thoughts that were trying to crowd his mind besides the memory. He opened his eyes after a moment.

"I... remember something... just... I can't see it clearly. But... it was you... with the snow bunny... wasn't it?" He seemed a little uncertain, but he was almost sure the blue eyes he'd seen in the memory had belonged to the spirit who was hugging him now. Jack smiled.

"Yes, t-that was me." He said, hugging a little tighter. He smiled a little, hugging him back. He didn't really remember anything about this spirit, but something in him told him that he could trust him. That he should. So he did; Jack smiled.

"I can explain to you who I am just as long as you stay with me." Jamie nodded. He would stay, something in him that he couldn't remember was telling him to. Jack slowly explained everything, from the day they met to the day they first made love... to the day they were freed from Death. Jamie listened quietly without any interruptions. He wondered if they really were lovers... but then again he felt that the spirit before him couldn't be lying... Well, that explained a lot really... Particularly why he seemed so attracted to the other spirit, but he didn't remember any of what Jack told him. He didn't remember Death or ever being at the North Pole.

Jamie had sat in the snow at one point during the story as much to try and keep his mind on what he was being told as to be comfortable. Though now that Jack had finished telling him everything he was having even more trouble just keeping his mind on what had been said rather than on what his mind was coming up with doing with the spirit in front of him. Jack sat and created snowflakes once he'd finished.

"I just don't ever want to lose you Jamie; I can't live without you, if you left me... I don't think I could live." Jamie winced at that, but that rang true to him.

"I wish I could remember. I really do... I trust you though." Jack smiled.

"That's a start though." He shuttered.

"Come on, let's go to a little cavern I made back when we met." He said, pulling Jamie along gently; his white wings sparkled, making him look more and more like a fallen angel than anything at the moment as the snow fell around them and his eyes glowed like sapphires.

"Okay." Jamie shivered a little, he really needed to get that under control... but darn it all if Jack wasn't the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen... He let Jack pull him along. Jack smiled.

"Welcome to the home near my birthplace." He said, smiling; it was still set up from last time. A bed for Jamie, extra clothes when he was little with plans to build and make snow forts and pictures decorated one wall. Jamie's old bunny still sat in the corner, clean and safe as always.

"So what do you think kiddo?" It was the same question he'd asked the first time he'd brought Jamie to this place. Jamie was speechless as he walked over to the bunny and looked down at it a moment. He remembered it... He closed his eyes a moment wincing as a memory came back to him. He'd still only been a kid... alive... it had been shortly after Jack had become a Guardian... he'd made this place just for Jamie... How could he have forgotten that? Jamie stumbled a little, feeling dizzy from having remembered but he felt all warm inside too... he was touched that Jack had kept this. Jack held him in his arms.

"You ok there? You seem to be dizzy; here, how about you hold bunny and lay down?" Jack handed him the rabbit and lay him in the little blanket nest soft as silk and clean as ever.

"Stay here, I got to make some snow ok?" He left the cavern, leaving a few flakes in shapes of hearts behind. Jamie fingered the material. A soft smile tugged at his lips and he sighed a little, seeing the snowflakes he reached out to tug them over to him. He noticed they were in the shape of hearts. He didn't remember ever seeing that before... but then again if it had happened would he remember it? Well, now that Jack was gone he could at least do something about that bulge of his that was refusing to go away. It wasn't hard to spin out a little fantasy as he took care of the little "problem" before drifting off to sleep. Jack loopity looped over the town, bringing heart shaped snowflakes all over; the children of the US thought it was great fun, especially since it was going to be Valentine's Day soon, the day was only a few days off. Jack smirked, throwing snowballs here and there; wherever Jack threw a snowball there was sure to be a snowball fight. Jamie simply slept while Jack was gone, dreaming of things his conscious mind didn't remember. Jack smirked, dodging two well aimed snowballs.

"Better luck next time kiddos." Then the target became the hunter.