A/N: I've realized, after reading and writing fics with an injured, or sad Jack, that it's so much easier to picture Jack with a smile on his face. Whenever he is sad or mad or anything other than happy, he is so hard to picture, to me. That's what inspired this chapter. He needs to have some happy time. :) I'm getting shot with a Nerf gun by my little sister and nephew! Ahhhhhhhhhh! :D I hope you guys like this...and that I'm still alive to see your reviews.
"Haha! You won't catch me, Jack!" Jamie yells, running down the snowy sidewalk away from Jack.
Oh, we'll see about that. Jack bends down and forms a perfect snowball, then he jumps up and balances on the top of his staff in a squatting position. He aims, and fires, hitting Jamie on the back of the head, causing the young boy to fall forward into the snow.
Jamie gets back up laughing, a snowball already reared back, aimed at Jack.
Jack, surprisingly, doesn't see it coming and is hit in the chest. He stumbles back slightly, laughing with Jamie as they throw more snowballs at each other.
After a few more minutes of playing in the snow, they lay down on their backs next to each other, arms spread out.
"We should do this more often." Jamie says, his brown eyes meeting Jack's blue ones.
Jack laughs, looking back up at the sky. "I would make it snow everyday if I could. I know how much you enjoy the snow, and the snowball fights." Jack smiles again.
"Yeah, I really like it when you come here. You're my best friend." Jamie says. "You even visit me in the summer." Their eyes meet again, and they smile.
"You're my best friend too, Jamie." Jack says.
Jack's eyes begin to droop, and before he knows it, Jamie is next to him, shaking him awake. "Jack? Jack? Do you want to stay at my house and sleep for a little while?" Jamie asks.
"No, that's alright, Jamie." Jack says, sitting up.
"But you'll fall asleep while you're flying back to the North Pole. There are bags under your eyes. Have you been getting enough sleep?"
"No." Jack admits. "Ever since I moved in with North and became a guardian a month ago, I have been having nightmares every night. So I just gave up on sleeping."
"That's not good, Jack. You need to get some sleep. Come on." Jamie grabs Jack's arm and helps him up, then leads him into his house and up to his room. "Wait here." Jamie says, running out of his room, leaving Jack standing there in the middle of it.
~Jamie's POV~
When Jamie runs back into his room with a blanket and pillow in his hands, he sees Jack leaning against the foot of his bed, fast asleep, his staff lying across his lap. Jamie laughs to himself then lays the pillow next to his bed. He walks over to Jack and pulls him far enough away from the bed for him to get behind Jack, grab him under the arms, and pulls him over to the makeshift bed. "It's a good thing you're my best friend…and light." Jamie says. He lays Jack's head on the pillow, puts his staff next to him, then covers Jack up to the chest with a thin blanket, not wanting the winter guardian to get too warm.
Jamie climbs into his own bed, then looks down at Jack. "Good night, Jack. Merry Christmas." Jamie makes sure Jack is comfortable before he lays down and falls asleep himself.
A/N: Ok, before you go yelling at me, yes, I know it was short, but I kind of wanted to just foreshadow…something. ;) This (if you haven't figured it out) is a month after the last chapter, and takes place after the movie. I really hope you guys aren't confused. Please review. :)