Guys I'm really sorry this update took so long. But I promise I have a good reason. My sister had her baby on New Years Eve/New Year day! I'm an aunt now :) EDIT: He's a little boy named Landon :)
So for that reason things have been pretty chaotic and I just didn't have the time to get on here and update. Good news? Everything has settled down now so I could finally update! Anyways, enjoy this chapter. It's a little on the short side because I'm gonna go see the baby again today. I don't even have time to properly edit it so I'll have to do that later. But I figured it would be better to give you guys something now. Please leave reviews! I'M LOVIN DEM REVIEWS.

Also I forgot to answer a question one of my reviewers asked at one point about Jack crying. The reason for Jack crying so much is because of the fact he's been through so much. I'd like to see you go through days of psychological and physical torture and be okay. And then to not cry when your tormentor showed up again and hurt someone you cared about in front of you and then proceeded to hurt you again. And if you think about it, it's not that hard to make Jack cry even though he likes to act all overconfident and mischievious. In the movie he teared up like 4 different times, and I'm pretty sure he cried for Sandy even though they didn't show it in the actual movie. So Jack kind of wears his heart on his sleeve even though he tries (and fails) to hide it.

WARNINGS FOR THIS CHAPTER: Blood (you should be used to this by now lol)

Bunnymund took in the scene before him, finding himself completely frozen for a few seconds as reality washed over him in waves. Jack lay bound and bloodied in the bed he was supposed be healing in, groaning softly around a gag tied uncomfortably tight around his mouth. As emerald eyes trailed over the boy he noticed the crimson that had seeped through his bandages and now littered his white shirt and pants.

Then he saw it; one side of his pants was pushed up, revealing one of the winter spirit's bruised legs resting at an odd angle, clearly broken.

"Jack…" Bunnymund breathed.

Jack's snapped out of his pained delirium upon hearing his name, shifting his head weakly towards the direction it came from. His eyes were glazed with pain and he could feel fresh tears forming at the bottom of his eyes as he saw Bunnymund standing in the doorway. Suddenly his blue eyes widened in realization and he turned towards Tooth, shouting around his gag in her direction.

Bunnymund followed Jack's eyes to the edge of his bed. In an instant he felt stomach knot up. Tooth lay on the cluttered ground, completely motionless in a pool of her own blood. He also noticed that Phil the yeti and Baby Tooth lay unconscious on the floor as well, fortunately they weren't bleeding.

"Tooth! Oh god Tooth!" Bunnymund cried in a state of sheer panic. In a split second decision the Easter Spirit decided to go to the Tooth first, secretly hating the fact that he couldn't help Jack right away. Wasting no more time he bounded over to her in one large leap, skidding slightly as he scooped her body up into his fur-coated arms.

"Tooth! Tooth can you hear me!" Bunnymund shouted down to her.

Her head lolled lightly as a response and fresh blood dripped from the corner of her pink lips. Briskly he looked for the source of the bleeding, his paw found it on the side of her abdomen. His eyebrows knitted together worryingly as he felt the wound still leaking with new blood.

"North! Sandy! Help! Please!"

All the Easter Spirit could do was scream in panic as he realized how dire the situation was.

Furry ears twitched as they heard an upset whine reverberate through the room. Bunnymund looked up, his eyes meeting Jack's distressed face. Fresh tears trailed down his discolored cheeks from his glossy blue eyes. It was almost as if Jack was silently asking him if Tooth was dead.

The Easter Spirit looked back down at Tooth's pale face before turning his head and resting his long ear against her chest. He tried to block everything out as he searched frantically for her pulse. A moment of near silence passed and a breath of relief escaped him as he heard the faintest heartbeat emanating from her.

"She's alive frostbite..." Bunnymund said softly in an effort to comfort Jack. 'But barely...' he thought as frustration formed on his features. He made a mental note make sure that Jack knew that this wasn't his fault, that he couldn't have protected her no matter how badly he wanted to. Bunnymund knew Jack would try to blame himself; Tooth would probably do the same. None of this was either of their fault, all of the blame rested with one man.

Pitch Black…

"I'm gonna kill him!" Bunnymund bellowed in a sudden rush of anger, not knowingly startling Jack.

North and Sandy moved faster as they heard the Easter Spirit's distraught shouts from down one of the long hallways that led to the infirmary. Before long they too were standing at the doorway to the infirmary.

Sandy floated in first, eyes immediately clenching shut as he fought off a combination of frustration and sadness. Frustration for not being able to protect his friends again, and sadness for how badly hurt they were.

Sandy saw Baby Tooth lying on the ground beneath his feet and quickly gathered her up into his arms before floating over to one of the empty beds and placing her on a soft pillow. He didn't want her to get squished from the chaos that was about to take place as they tried to save their fellow Guardians. His golden eyes narrowed on Phil but the yeti would have to wait or find consciousness on his own. Tooth and Jack were the main priority right now.

Once she was settled Sandy to floated over to where Bunnymund held Tooth, landing on the ground with a small tap.

As North came in the sound of cracking glass signified his presence, he glared hard at the floors before approaching Jack's trapped form.

Jack looked up at him, a flash of relief forming on his features as he realized Father Christmas was out of the Nightmare King's lair and alive. The moment was extremely quick as North noticed the boy's features return to a look of utter defeat. North's heart ached for the winter spirit; he'd been through too much. Nobody should suffer as much as Jack had.

"It'll be alright son…" North said softly in an attempt to sooth the boy. Jack merely let his head fall to his chest again, his white locks falling in front of his eyes

North never wanted to see Jack like this again, he wouldn't allow it to happen. Not if he was alive and breathing.

North then glanced over at Tooth and the blood surrounding her. "Bunny..."

"She's alive." Bunnymund quickly answered the question North was going to ask.

North sighed in relief before donning a determined expression. They were going to save them both, no matter what it took.

"Sandy help Bunny with Tooth, I need to get Jack out of this." North commanded in a booming voice. Sandy nodded before turning to the Easter Spirit; a barrage of sand images came and went above his head as he asked Bunnymund what he needed for Tooth.

Bunnymund looked up and interrupted Sandy, "I need a towel to staunch the bleeding mate."

Without hesitation Sandy gloated over to one of the medical cabinets and began searching them. After a moment he found a pile of neatly folded white towels and grabbed one, tossing it to Bunny in one swift motion. Bunnymund caught it with ease and promptly pressed it down on Tooth's stab wound.

Jack watched everything as it happened. When Bunny had told him Tooth was alive he had felt a flicker of relief, but it was short lived as he continued to watch Sandy and Bunnymund work over Tooth. He got a glimpse of her face and saw how unusually pale it was, her skin almost matched his. 'She could still die…' Jack thought as he felt a pang of worry fill him to the core.

Jack felt his head being jostled slightly as North worked away at the knot to the gag, but it wasn't loosening. "This is what I get for having such meaty fingers." North sighed. "Give me a second Jack."

Jack watched weakly as North trudged through the cluttered floor and began searching the drawers to the medical cabinets. North finally found what he was looking for and grasped the scalpel in one strong hand. Jack couldn't stop the shudder that passed through him at the sight of the sharp object. All at once he was reminded of the immense pain that he felt.

Father Christmas noticed Jack's fear at the object he gripped in his hand with a heavy heart. "I will not hurt you Jack. I promise." He said as he approached the shaking boy. To be truthful he almost felt afraid to touch the boy, he seemed so frail in his current state, that it was almost like he might break under the gentlest touch.

Jack flinched involuntarily as he felt the cool metal of the scalpel permeate through his skin of his cheek. He clenched his eyes tightly as if waiting for pain that would never come.

North did his best to ignore the boy's fear and began cutting the cloth tied around his head. A few moments later the cloth snapped and went slack. North carefully pulled it away from the boy's lips, immediately frowning at the irritation around his mouth and the crimson that coated the gag. 'He is bleeding internally...'

North shook off his worry before turning his attention to the cloth around Jack's wrists. After a few strong cutting motions with the scalpel his wrists were also freed from their restraints, falling limply to his sides.

Jack didn't move or speak as his restraints were removed. He was barely staying conscious as the waves of pain came stronger.

"Jack, Jack are you alright?" North questioned as he crouched down to the boy and placed the scalpel on the nightstand. He could tell the boy was losing his grasp on reality. "Jack I need you to stay with me. You must stay awake." North said anxiously as he grabbed on of Jack's cold hands in his large one.

North's pleas fell on deaf ears as Jack merely said one thing in response. "Save…Tooth." Jack rasped as he glanced at Bunnymund and Sandy working on Tooth one last time.

His eyes drooped closed as the world spun into complete darkness. .