Merida couldn't believe it. There he was. There was Jack standing before her on the ice. He was alive. But how? And what happened to him?

Jack's eyes flickered from excitement to curiosity. "You know me?"

Merida blinked in bewilderment. "Jack, it's me. Merida."

Jack approached her, his bare feet kissing the ice to the snow. How was he not cold. He's so pale. And his hair is like silver. And now that he was closer, Merida could see his eyes had transformed from chocolate brown to crystal blue.

"Jack whut happened te yoou?" Merida asked, her mind racing with questions.

Jack appeared just as confused as she was, "What do you mean? How do you know me?"

Now Merida was getting annoyed. Why was he avoiding her question? More importantly, why was he pretending he'd forgotten her? "Don't yoou pretend yoou don't remember me Jack O'erland."

"I'm not Jack Overland." Jack quickly replied, "I'm Jack Frost."

Merida's heart pounded in her chest. Was she wrong? Was this boy before her really not her Jack? Her best friend? No, she knew Jack, and this Jack Frost was him.

"Who told yoou yoou are Jack Frost?" Merida asked skeptically.

"The Man in the Moon did." Jack replied matter-of-factly.

Again, Merida was left baffled. "The moon told yoou that?"

Jack nodded, leaning against his hooked staff, "He told I'm the reason there's snow in the winter. I create the frost and the cold."

Merida was sure she couldn't be any more confused. She was wrong. With confusion written all over her face, she started to walk with Jack by her side. The snow had not stopped, and Merida was shivering from the cold.

"So," she started slowly, "if yoou can control snow, can yoou stop it frum snowin' now?"

Jack nodded and with the aid of a gust of wind, he leaped up into the air, flying up higher than the tallest trees. With a swing of his staff, Jack invoked a howling wind to push apart the dark clouds that brought the snow. He revealed to Merida the silver-white moon, casting its light down on her. Jack looked down and smirked at Merida who's mouth hung open in astonishment. He then descended from the sky back at her side, holding his smug smirk. As for Merida, she truly was awestruck. How was her friend able to obtain such power and magic?

"How did yoou-" Jack cut her off.

"With the help of my staff I am able to control the winter weather." He said, still smirking.

Merida was amazed by the powers Jack possessed and was more than eager to know what other things he could do. But despite her amazement, Merida had to know. Did Jack truly not remember her? The idea of it made her heart quiver with fear and grief.

"Jack," she said hesitantly, "do yoou really not remember me?"

Jack's smile faded and he scratched the back of his head, "To be honest, I don't remember anything." He turned his attention up to the moon, "The Man in the Moon told me who I am now, and what I'm meant to do. But I don't know who I was, or if I was anyone before this."

Merida looked down at the snow, sadness dripping from her eyes. So he really didn't remember.

Moments passed as the two walked together in silence with Angus not too far behind, neither sure what to say to each though both were filled with questions. Merida passed a glance at Jack who was crafting a trail of ice with his staff. She didn't feel as cold anymore, her thick dress and warm robe shielding her well enough from the chill.

"Jack?" She said in a near whisper and he looked at her, a slight smile on his face.

Merida couldn't look him in the eye; they just weren't the same and that discomforted her.

"Ah... Ah know who yoou were. And Ah know whut 'appened te yoou."

"What?" His tone had grown serious, and Merida jumped when she looked up to see him standing right in front of her.

"We were-are friends Jack." Merida began, "Yoou met my mother and father and the triplets. Even though Ah'm a princess we were still best friends."

Jack was quiet for a moment as he took in this new information. A smile played at the corners of his lips am Merida could see the excitement in his eyes. "That explains how you know me. What else do you know?" He asked eagerly.

Merida smiled lightly, happy to enlighten her lost friend, "Yoour name was Jack O'erland. Yoou lived with yoour mother and sister Mary not too far frum here."

Merida gasped and her eyes widened. How had she not thought of this sooner? "Yoour family! They must be worried sick. They'll be so happy to see yoou."

"What do they think happened to me?"

Her heart sank again. How could she tell him such a horrible and sad truth? But what else was she to do? He had to know the truth. He deserved to know what happened to him.

"Yoour family, everyone who knows yoou, thinks yoou drowned." Merida paused and rubbed her arm. Jack could see the sorrow in her eyes, "Ah- Ah even thought yoou drowned. And it- Ah was-"

Jack was waiting to her to finish, but Merida couldn't bring herself to tell him just how painful his death was on her. Instead she sighed and walked over to Angus. In his eyes Merida saw the grief the news of his death brought to Jack, that everyone he knew, though he doesn't remember them, thinks he is dead. As for Jack, fact that he could not remember the people he was closest to made his heart ache. Even with Merida at his side he felt alone.

"Dawn will be 'ere soon. Let me take yoou to yoour family." Merida said, "Maybe yoou'll remember them when yoou see 'em."

Jack nodded as Merida mounted Angus, leading the way. Minutes passed by, and Merida had no idea what to say to him. She felt as if they had to start their whole friendship over even though she already knew so much about him. Surely he was curious about her? Maybe once they start to talk he will regain his memory of her. It was a possibility. However, Jack appeared to be in his own world, tapping his staff against the trees and watching as ice formed across the bark, trying to familiarize himself with his own powers. But as Merida watched him, she could help but wonder, were Jack Frost and Jack Overland two different people entirely? Or was Jack Frost the same person he was before; was he still the same boy with the same personality, same soul as her friend?

Out of nowhere, a snow flew through the air and struck Merida in the arm.

"Hey!" She exclaimed, not really sure if she was angry or surprised by that.

Jack laughed, and Merida spotted him squatting on a tree branch. "Come on, Princess. Lighten up!"

"Lighten up?" She snapped, "How can yoou be laughin' at a time like this?"

"Even at a time like this, we can still have fun." Jack replied, "I'd rather have fun than dwell on the sadness. Wouldn't you?"

"But-" another snowball hit her in the chest, "Jack!"

He only continued to laugh as he jumped from branch to branch, creating snowballs out of his ice cold breath and chucking them at her.

"Jack!" Merida shouted as she was continuously hit with snowballs, and Angus neighed furiously and reared, throwing Merida off and flinging her on the snow covered ground. She grunted when she landed, Jack's laughter abruptly stopped. He jumped down from the tree and knelt down by her side.

"Merida? Are you okay?" He asked, concerned.

Slowly she moved her body so that she was on her hands and knees, strands of her thick, curly red hair covered her face. "Ah hate yoou so much." She tried to blow her hair out of her face but the strands remained where they were.

Jack chuckled at her. "I'm sorry," He apologized sincerely, and helped her to her feet. When she was up, Merida punched him in the arm.

"Ow!" He said with a smile and rubbed his arm, knowing full well the punch didn't hurt. It did leave a sting though.

After brushing herself off, Merida spoke, "No more foolin' around Jack."

He rolled his eyes, smiling, "Yeah, yeah. Come on, you said you'd take me to meet my family. Why are you wasting my time?"

Merida's frustration grew, "Ah'm not the one-" and then she caught on to his sarcasm and growled. Jack chuckled.

She then mounted Angus again and led the way through the forest towards Jack's house. And as Jack tried to get her to talk to him, she ignored him the whole way.