A/N: Thank you for the reviews, I really appreciate it and I guess to show my appreciation, I extended the story. Hope you enjoy it.

"J-Jack?" Emma whispered.

Her eyes were locked on Jack's slightly new appearance. At this point, she truly thought she was dreaming, or... probably even hallucinating since she always had a desire to see her dear brother again one day.

Jack then picked up his feet and started to hover, leveling himself with his sister.

"C-can you see me?" Jack said moving a little closer.

Jack was hoping for a response, but it seemed like the only response he got was the silent crackling of the fire. Emma was still frozen, her brother was right there in front of her and yet, she didn't know what to say, and even if she could say something, shock of seeing Jack's presence was prohibiting her to do so.

But luckily, after a few seconds in taking it all in, she finally was able to respond.

"Y-you're….you're really here?" she choked out.

As Emma continued to look, she could even see her reflection in Jack's icy blue eyes.

A smile of relief then came across Jack's face, "You can see me," he then rested his hand over her shoulder once more, "And yes, I'm here…you're not dreaming," he softly uttered comforting her.

Though Emma was still a bit shocked since in how Jack's appearance was now. She slowly raised her hand, touching the icy cold surface of Jack's pale cheek.

"Jack…your skin, you're as cold as ice," she whispered still feeling the coolness of his cheek.

After a couple of seconds, she then raised her hand again, now touching his silver hair.

"And…your hair…it's as white as the snow…" she said feeling the softness of his hair through her fingertips.

Then Jack gave a slight smile, "And…well look at you, you've grown."

"And look at you, you haven't seemed like you aged a day, despite you having different hair and eye color," Emma responded back.

"It…it seems like if you came back from the frozen lake," Emma continued.

Jack then gave a slight laugh, "That's because I did…" though after when he said his comment, his eyes started to trail off...turning his attention down to the floor; remembering that day… when he was brought back.

It was night-time, and the moon glowed as beautiful as ever, though of all nights, today was different. The moon shined heavenly over a particular place, it was in a forest were it had a big frozen lake.

Everything seemed peaceful and quiet near the frozen lake, but after a while, all of sudden, small cracks were beginning to emerge on the ice; they were growing bigger and bigger, indicating that the cold surface was breaking. A portion of the ice finally broke and a head immediately was revealed; as the figure continued to rise, it reveal to be a young boy who was quite cold and pale in his complexion. Though as he was slowly unraveling from the ice, he still had his eyes closed, like if he was sleeping.

But eventually, as he emerged out of the cold water, he immediately opened his eyes and gasped for breath; like if he was holding it for a long time, and now found the opportunity to breathe again. At first, he didn't know where he was, or what he was doing, he was scared, lost, and confused, though as he continued to hover over the broken ice, he set his eyes on the illuminating moon before him. It was so big and beautiful, his fearful face quickly changed; he was smiling; now happy and calm.

He then gently rested his bare-feet over the solid surface of the ice, now standing. He continued to examine himself; he was looking at his clothes, his hands, anything that might have changed.

From nowhere, a soft breeze of wind flew across his hair; it seemed like the wind was trying to say something, or in this case, the moon.

The boy then looked at the moon again, having the same warm smile on his face, "Man in the Moon huh," he said faintly in the back of his head.

Though after a while, he then started to walk until something magically appeared in front of him. He looked down and noticed it was a long wooden stick; it rolled closer to him. The boy looked at the moon then back at the stick. He slowly nudged the stick with his toe, and as he made contact, the stick gave off a small piece of frost; forming around the place he touched, though it quickly faded.

He then kneeled down and got the stick smiling, holding it in his hands, though as he did, the stick reacted and a ray of ice shot out of it, making an icy trail over the cold surface. The boy examined what happened and looked back at the stick raising an eyebrow...he wanted to test it. So he got up and walked to a nearby tree, he moved the stick towards the tree and gave it a simple touch, as he did, a portion of frost formed around the area of the tree trunk.

The boy touched the surface of the tree and felt the cool sensation it gave off. It worked, but he wanted to make sure, so he did it again to another tree and got the same result. Discovering in what he had in his hand, he was overjoyed and ran off carefree like an innocent child.

He ran across the frozen lake with his staff at hand, he put it against the surface and as he was running, an icy trail was being created behind him. He was having so much fun, he started spinning, though as he did, he immediately started to gain flight, it was his first time so he was rusty; he was flying, but what he didn't know, was that the wind was the one who was helping him fly.

He was now high up in the sky, looking over at the place he was in, though it didn't last long since as the wind stopped, he started to fall. He hit a few tree branches, but one finally broke his fall.

But even this couldn't bring him down, he was so happy... that is until… he made the heart-aching discovery of being non-existed to others around him.

The only thing given to him that day…was his name…

Unknowingly to himself…Jack was showing a hint of sadness in his eyes, giving a frown.

"Jack? Are you alright?" Emma asked worried for her brother.

Jack then snapped out of his trance and returned his gaze towards Emma, "It's…it's nothing, I'm fine really," he said holding his staff tightly.

"No you're not, I can see it in your eyes…" she then gave a sad sigh, "I'm sorry, all this happened because of me, it's my fault why you're like this now. If…if we didn't go to the forest that day, it would have made a difference, you still could have been with us Jack."

"No, Emma, please don't blame yourself for this, it's not your fault, you know I'll do anything to protect you because you're my sister, I don't regret my actions for what I did that day, and you shouldn't blame yourself either, please don't...I'm here now," Jack said.

And within a second, tears started to appear in Emma's eyes. Without a second thought, she finally got off her chair and hugged her brother; burying her face against his chest. Emma ignored the coldness of his body and had her arms wrapped around him; her fingers gripping tightly on the surface of his jacket.

"I'm sorry, I just missed you so much," she said, though tears continued to fall on the sides of her cheeks.

It was something Jack wouldn't really do, but he let go of his staff, as he did, it fell to the floor. Jack finally put his arms around her, embracing his sister. Even though he felt guilty for not remembering her, he couldn't help but say those words.

"I missed you too," he said still hugging her.

To Jack, this moment almost felt like a sweet dream. Through-out his time of trying to gain believers, he never made contact; he never could be heard, or seen…or even for the most part… be loved. Being alone for so long, made him nearly forget how to react to these particular things. Who knew he would have reunited with the sister he never knew he had.

Even if he went off not remembering Emma, the sight of seeing her again, made him some-how remember…remembering her and the person he once was before being the mischievous winter spirit.

Jack then turned his attention to the window seeing the moon. A gentle smile appeared upon his face.

"You knew…didn't you…?" Jack said in his mind gazing at the moon.

He then turned his attention back to his sister.

"Christmas…Christmas is about families being together, spending time with each other…and well…I guess I'm not alone this Christmas since I've reunited with my sister. This is truly the most wonderful gift I've received and I'm thankful for that…"

After a while, Emma wiped away the remaining tears from her face and let go of her brother.

"Mom and dad would have been happy to see you," she said.

Though her comment made Jack shrugged a little, returning his gaze to the floor again.

"What?" Emma asked.

"Well, it's just that...I don't think it will be that simple," Jack said reaching down retrieving his staff.

"Why, why isn't it simple, I see you, you're right here," she exclaimed.

"Well, that's the thing, you can see me, but I don't think our parents would," Jack said.

"You're not making sense Jack..." Emma said feeling confused.

Jack was hesitant at first, whether or not to tell his sister, but he figured it was for the best to come clean. So he floated to Emma and gently took her by the hand and guided her to the window.

"You see the moon?" Jack asked looking up at the sky.

"Yes, what about it?" Emma asked.

"Well, it might sound silly to you, but," he then turned to Emma, "The Man in the Moon... he was the one who brought me back and gave me a name. Due to my appearance and my powers, I go by the name Jack Frost now."

"Man in the Moon?" Emma whispered, still fixed up at the sky.

"So...I guess my prayer was really heard..." Emma said in the back of her mind.

"Why...why did this have to happen?" a little girl cried out.

"It was supposed to be a day of fun...but now...he's gone," she continued.

The little girl was in her room lying in bed. She had her face buried against the pillow, silently crying. All that kept playing in her mind.. was the dreadful sound of the ice breaking... along with seeing her brother fall into the cold water...drowning. To her, it felt like a nightmare she just wanted to wake up from, but in the end, she knew it was reality, and reality can be cruel sometimes; though she hoped deep down, that she could at least see him one more time.

The girl then picked up her head from the pillow, now gazing out the window. Her eyes were still puffy and red due to all the crying she did.

As the girl moved closer to the window, she saw the moon far up in the sky; it almost felt like if the moon's glow was shining down upon her. Without really much thought, the girl wiped the tears away and slowly put her hands together...closing her eyes.

"Please...if you can hear me...

I have only one wish...

For you to bring my brother back...

please...or at least let me see him again... one last time...

I'll truly be thankful..."

The girl then opened her eyes, looking upon the moon before her.

Emma then turned, facing Jack, "So you go by Jack Frost because of your...powers?"

"Yeah, watch," Jack said picking up his hand.

As he did, a small snowflake appeared in his palm. Emma's eyes widen, surprised by what her brother just did.

"Wow," she said.

Though Jack made a slight smile, "Well, I can do more than that really."

"So, I guess that's why you have that same stick you saved me with," Emma said half smiling.

"Yeah, this staff is really the source of my power...though the reason I'm brining this up is...to tell you that I'm the one who brings/ creates the coldness for winter, but the thing is, people don't believe in me...so I don't exist to them. That's why I don't think it would be easy for mom and dad to see me."

"So...you can't be seen by others unless they believe in you?" Emma asked making sure.

Jack then let the snowflake go and it magically flew, landing on Emma's nose, she wasn't really too bothered by it, but her nose was now blush red; Jack then rested his head on the side of his staff, "Pretty much, years and years go by and still no one believes in me."

Then Emma put her hand on Jack's shoulder.

"But I believe in you, so you're not really alone anymore," she said trying to comfort him.

"You're right, thank you Emma," he said smiling.

Quite some-time had passed, leaving Jack with a sad sigh.

"Well, I think it's time for me to go," he said looking out the window again.

Though Emma was shock, "What, you're leaving...no, please stay, I don't want you to go..

It felt like she wanted to cry again.

"I'm sorry Emma, but I have to, even though people don't see me, I feel like I'm still responsible for bringing cold winter days around the world."

"Oh..." she said.

"But don't worry, I promise I'll come back and visit you, after all...Burgess is my home, it always has and always will."

"Promise you'll come back?..."

"I promise..."

With that, Jack gave his sister another hug to say good-bye. After that, Jack jumped out of the window and started to let the wind carry him again, taking him away. As Emma was seeing her brother fly, she gave a warm smile.

"Good-bye Jack."

After she didn't see her brother anymore, Emma finally closed the window and went back to warm up in the fire-place. As she was finishing the last chestnut she had, she still really couldn't shake the feeling of what Jack said to her.

"People don't believe in me...so I don't exist to them."

Hearing this, really wanted Emma to help Jack, after all, he helped her, so it was only natural for her to feel the need to do the same for him.

"Mmmm..." she said gazing at the fire.

"Chestnuts roasting on an open fire...

Jack Frost nipping at your nose..."

Then Emma made a slight laugh, "Pretty nice, but people might say he's just an expression. "

She then made a small frown. Though after a while, she got up from her chair and picked up one of the boxes.

"Oh well...better put these things back, and go to sleep."

With that said, she walked up the stairs to her room.

"It was nice to see you again Jack..."

Even though Emma thought Jack left, he was still there, he was floating nearby another slightly opened window on the second floor of the house. Before leaving, he wanted to look at his sister's children, getting one last look before departing.

The children were nestled up in their beds, sleeping without a care in the world; though the only thing that was missing from this beautiful image...was the dreams. Where were they?

But it seemed like Jack's question was answered. In the reflection the window was giving off, Jack could see sand coming his way. So to make sure, he turned his head, and saw magical golden sand blossom everywhere in the city...creating sweet dreams for the children.

A calm happy smile appeared on Jack's face, "Right on time Sand-man," he whispered seeing the beautiful sand spread.

Due to his excitement as the sand came close to him, Jack touched the softness of the golden sand. When he did, in an instant, a small beautiful dolphin formed; swimming in the air, circling happily around him...though after a second, it disappeared.

"If Sandy is here, that means North is almost here too," Jack said in his mind.

He then turned his attention towards the children and saw the dream sand swirling above their heads.

Peter was dreaming about opening Christmas presents, while Sarah was dreaming about riding a beautiful horse. This really brought out a smile in Jack's face.

"They really are sweet children.." he uttered softly looking at them.