Brook's POV;

I opened my eyes. I had another dream about the Overland boy. His name was Jack, just like Jack Frost. He had Frost's personality too.

I tried getting up, but something held me down. I looked to see what was holding me down. An arm? I followed the arm to its owner. It was Jack.

"Jack!" I yelled. He woke up. "What are you doing? I asked you to stay with me UNTIL I fell asleep! We can't sleep in the same bed, I barely know you!"

"Well, what about the time we spent together?" He said.

That was odd. Did we have the same dream?

"What do you mean?"

"You don't remember the boy that fell in the lake?" He asked.

I teared up. "Jack Overland? Yes, yes I remember him." I started to cry. "I loved him so much. The last thing he gave to me was this necklace." I showed him the caged pearl necklace I hide in my shirt. "He carved something into the box. It said..."

"To Brook with love,
I'll never forget you
love, Jack."
Jack finished.

"Y-yes! How did you-"

"I told you Brook, I'm Jack Overland."

I hugged him tight. Tears were running down my face and I buried my face in Jack's chest. All of the memories of me and Jack flew back in my mind.

"I missed you so much!" I cried into his chest. Jack rapped his arms around me. "Don't ever leave me again!"

"I won't..." I could tell Jack was crying too. "I never will ever again. I promise." He kissed my head.

I heard Jack' heartbeat start up. Jack and I were really in love. I could tell.

Third person POV;

As Jack and Brook cried in each others arms, they had no idea that Bunnymund was listening just outside the door. He too, was crying. He had no idea they were so close at one point and then were ripped apart.

He knew he had lost the bet him and the Winter Spirit made. But then again, Monsters and Fairytale creatures cannot fall in love. It is against the rules!

"Crinkey!" Bunnymund whispered to himself. "They could get killed for this!" Bunnymund immediately hopped to the globe room. He didn't speak a word to the others. He knew though, that the boys heart was beating. There was an old saying from the Ancient Greek god Eros.

"If true love takes its course, you'll get a heart that never stops beating."