Jamie dreamt of his first meeting with Jack, followed by the defeat of Pitch and times with Jack. He smiled a little in his sleep. Jack felt a small tap to his neck, he turned only to be punched in the face by a blazing fist of fire; he screamed in pain and Jamie felt that pain. Jamie woke up, wincing. What the hell was that?! While Jamie was trying to figure things out someone tapped the fire spirit on the shoulder. It spun around only to be clocked by an angry Tooth. She'd been nearby doing some rounds when she'd seen the fire spirit hit Jack. Jack coughed only to see the fire spirit taking off.

"Tooth..." His eyes nearly went blurry. Tooth fluttered over to him, concern in her eyes.

"You okay Jack?" He rubs his jaw a little.

"Yeah, I'm fine how are you?" He asked, sighing inwardly, that was strange; he'd never really had that happen during winter before. She smiled in relief.

"Just doing some last minute stops before I return from my trip. I'd like to get out into the field more, but I don't want to burden Baby Tooth for too long with having to direct everyone." Jack noded.

"I see, well thanks for the help." He slowly explained to Tooth about Jamie but thought maybe it's best to let him remember one memory at a time. She smiled.

"Anytime sweet tooth. Though I agree with you on that. I wonder though how that could have happened... I mean... Death is usually so precise and knows exactly how things are supposed to go..." Tooth had no idea that Death had been replaced. No spirit had actually, besides Jack and Jamie, and Jamie didn't remember it currently. He sighed.

"Well better get back to Jamie, tell everyone no hard feelings ok?" He smiled and flew off, slowly at first since he's still getting used to his wings. Tooth just nods, feeling a little sad that she didn't get a chance to ask Jack about the wings, she makes sure there aren't anymore spirits like that fire one around before she takes off back to her palace, she contacted North first. He would want to know about this as much as the others. Jack landed gently in the mouth of the cavern.

"Jamie I'm back." He smiled, stopping by the pictures; memories came to him making him smile more.

"Hey, welcome back." Jamie was sitting up in the bed. Jack smiled.

"Hey." He sits next to Jamie.

"So how are you feeling?"

"Okay I guess... little confused. Got woke up by some pain, but it didn't exactly stick around... so I donno what caused it. Other than that I'm fine." Jack nodded.

"Oh, that must have been the bond." He slowly explained to Jamie the bond, how they could feel each other's feelings and speak over it no matter where they were, and pain, if the one's hurt the other will feel it and can track one another wherever they are.

"Oh... well... that's kinda handy I guess." He wondered if that was all that the bond relayed, feeling slightly embarrassed as he remembered his little "problem" from before Jack left. He wasn't sure how to deal with that sort of thing besides the way he had. It just felt a little awkward, even though Jack had explained everything. Not in a bad way, just... well, he wasn't sure he would be ready for anything like that until he regained a bit more memory.

At least, he wasn't sure he was, but then again he couldn't be so sure he'd have the will or nerve to turn Jack away either if... This was annoying, having so many uncertainties. Jack hugged Jamie.

"How about we cuddle for a bit?" He smiled, basically asking permission first.

"Sure." He shifted a little to make some room for Jack, setting the bunny on the floor for the time being. Jack smiled, hugging Jamie to his chest; he kissed his neck gently before his wings curled around him protectively. They are soft as the snow of the finest creation. Jamie shivered a little, he couldn't help it as he snuggled close to Jack. It felt nice and the feathers were so soft... he felt cocooned and protected. Jack slowly dozed off to sleep; after a while Jamie settled back and dozed off, but this time the dreams that came weren't happy memories like before. Jamie whimpered a bit in his sleep. Jack clutched Jamie closer.

"Izz alright Jamie, I'm here and I'll always be here..." He said tiredly in his sleep followed by snoring. Jamie curled closer to Jack, but the memories were anything but pleasant. He woke quietly with a start, his heart pounding in his chest and the pillow frosted from his tears. Had he... had he really killed his own sister? Jack squeezed him close, talking in his sleep.

"No cupcake fairy I didn't eat chocolate swirl cake." He slightly nibbled on Jamie's ear. Jamie jolted in surprise, tumbling from the bed this time. He lay on the floor, not moving to get up; he felt like crying, but he couldn't manage that at the moment and he felt like running... but what would be the point? There was no where to go... So he just lay there, eyes closed, his heart weeping in sad mortification. Jack felt his pain and awoke.

"Jamie?" He looked down at the poor boy, rolling out of the hammock he hugged him; wiping his tears.

"Hey, hey... you ok? What's wrong?"

"I... didn't mean to but... I... " Jamie struggled with the words even as more tears followed.

"H-how could I have... why... why her?" He broke down in quiet sobs, burying his head against Jack who realized why he was crying now.

"Shh it's not your fault, it was just a nightmare." He didn't want Jamie to go through this again so he feigned that she wasn't even real. Jamie just quietly sobbed. It was a nightmare... a living nightmare because he knew, deep down... it wasn't just a dream... He'd really done it... For the longest time he couldn't stop crying. He simply clung to Jack like a small child as he eventually cried himself to exhaustion and slipped back into sleep. Jack stayed by his side and comforted him every time he went into a fit; he eventually subsided into more peaceful dreams for a while, or at least quieter dreams. Jack slowly was losing energy as the days went by, he brought everything Jamie called, cried, or asked for; he did everything he wanted, coddling him. After several days of this though he stopped asking for things. The more he remembered from his dreams the quieter he became. Some days he didn't say anything at all. He struggled with the nightmares that came, it was a regular occurrence now, but he seemed to be handling things better. After the last harrowing dream, however, he refused to slip back into sleep. He hadn't said what it was he'd seen, but it had been more than enough to keep him awake for several days now. Jack dragged himself to the cavern, since he had work sometimes, but stopped as soon as Jamie cried out.

"Jamie y-you ok?" It was regular and sometimes Jamie would get an itch to tell him to stop coming to his every beck, cry or call.

"You really need to stop coming back every time I have a nightmare." He said one evening.

"I can tell it's hard on you and it's more than it really should be." Jamie put a few fingers lightly over Jack's mouth before he could protest.

"Don't say it's not. I can tell." There was soft concern in his eyes as he met Jack's. Jack melted like butter and now just lay on the floor by Jamie, taking it easy as well; he listened to Jamie's commands now.

"You know... I don't remember you taking my suggestions so well... or coddling me..." He trailed off thoughtfully as he looked over at Jack, the unasked question of why in his eyes. Jack winced, turning a little; he didn't want to say why he didn't before. He wanted Jamie's life to be easy from now on, he wanted him to be happy and stay happy; he never wanted to see a sad face on him, never ever again. Jamie seemed slightly amused rather than put off.

"There's a hint of the Jack I remember." His tone carried slight amusement and a teasing note in it. Jack looked at him with wide eyes at the fact he remembered that; Jack didn't question it as he turned.

"What did you dream about this time?"

"Him." He says after a moment of silence.

"At the time... it didn't bother me, but only because I couldn't let it." He murmured quietly. Jack winced and turned away a bit.

"Let's not talk about it anymore ok?"

"Alright." He replied, he slipped his arms around Jack. Not all of the dreams he'd had were nightmares and after a moment he slipped into sleep for the first time in days. Jack fell into a dream turned nightmare; almost immediately it was of him failing Jamie, making him cry out. Awake he looked down at Jamie to find him asleep; he brushed hair from his face.

"I promise I won't fail you, not ever again; I'll stay with you no matter what." Again, for many days, he asked if Jamie was uncomfortable, in pain, made everything he wanted perfect; coddling him more than normal as the nightmares kept coming night after night. Two days. That was it.

"Jack, this has to stop. What is this about? I know something is going on. This isn't like you at all." Jack froze but then relaxed, lying is best to keep him happy, he thought.

"Nothing's wrong oh hold on." He looked at the small mess, started cleaning then fluffing Jamie's pillow; he literally was coddling the poor boy too much.

"I'll be back with lunch, just relax, be happy." He smiled and left doing just that. Jamie winced, he knew Jack was lying. He wasn't happy about it, if anything it was a painful reminder of Jakoul's words to him at the Russian Palace. He closed his eyes, withdrawing a little as it hurt... more than anything he could remember. Why wouldn't Jack trust him? Why did he have to lie? Jack coughed up blood a little as the toll on his body was hitting its limits. He nearly collapsed bringing lunch.

"Enjoy." He said before laying on the floor, passed out with blood coming from his mouth as his breathing came slower and slower.

"Damn it Jack..." Jamie spent the rest of a week tending to him and spreading snow. Deeply worried, Jamie tracked down Sandy one evening.

"Sandy... I'm worried about Jack. " Sandy listened as Jamie explained everything about having lost his memory, regaining it and Jack's strange behavior that led to his current state. Jamie sighed and looked at Sandy, a mix of sadness and plea in his eyes.

"What do I do? I just feel so lost now and no matter how many times I tell him to take it easy he just seems to agree and then later it's like I never said anything."

Jack winced a little when waking up, he rubbed his head.

"Oh crap, I must have passed out." He noticed a puddle of blood nearby, not even realizing it was his own, he freaked and looked around for Jamie in fear; but then realized it was his own blood after a moment since his nose and face were covered in it.

"Yuck." He lay back again.

"He probably wanted space; I'll give him that." He shifted to lay on his back on the floor awaiting Jamie's return like a dog.

Sandy seemed thoughtful as he considered what to tell him. Jamie waited patiently, hoping the little Guardian had an answer for him. Jack waited hours on end, making snow come down a little but not much; Jamie sighed as he returned. Well he would give Sandy's suggestion a shot. Jack was up and about, cleaning the cavern even though he had cleaned it twice that day; it was too clean now. Jamie stared a moment before sighing inwardly.

"Jack. This has to stop. I was most happy when you were yourself... not this... whatever this is. " Jack looked at Jamie, he trusted Jamie and wanted him to stay happy.

"What do you mean?" He looked at Jamie, more than confused even as he went about cleaning the floor, which was not even needing to be cleaned.

"I don't like this. You aren't yourself and it worries me. " Jack chuckled.

"What are you talking about? I'm totally myself, you just need to be happy and relax." He said tiredly, Jamie could tell he was going to fight until he died. Jamie groaned in reply.

"If I wanted a servant I'd have made one." Jack looked back at Jamie.

"What, I'm not a servant. I'm just trying to make your life happy and easy." Something snapped in Jamie's brain, it told him take charge be the alpha right now; to tell Jack what's what and don't take any protests. Jamie sighed inwardly before the reason and his irritation took over.

"I won't say it again. Stop acting like this. I'm sick of being treated like a child! " Jack winced at his volume, that sort of woke him up but...

"Jamie I-"

"No. No more. You're not my mother and this is becoming beyond what I would expect from her." Jack winced and dropped the cleaning stuff.

"Jamie I'm..." He backed off from Jamie, thinking maybe if he gave him space he'd calm down.

"I know you mean well but this has gone on too long." Jack winced.