A/N: I kind of wanted to make another moment with Jack and his sister. Hope you enjoy it.

Jack's Perspective

I gazed upon the window, looking at the children sleeping….dreaming. I don't know what it is, or why I do this, but looking at the dreams of children every single night, it just…it just makes me smile; seeing the beautiful dreams sandy creates…I guess it makes me feel like a kid again, or, reminding me I'll always be a kid at heart, due to my fascination towards the imagination, portrayed in the soft golden sand.

But…it's not only the dreams that make me smile; it is also the children as well. They're just so adorable and innocent, sleeping carefree, lost in their own unique dream; it just really touches me, though, after desperately trying to find where I belong in this world, I went astray, doing my own thing, and not personally seeing a child like I use to…and…I guess to make up for that, I would create snow days for them, just so I could see the same smile they would give when they'd dream. The experience really is different when you see a child up close.

And…I loved how the children's faces would lit up when it snowed, they would laugh, play, and do other things; it was so nice and beautiful. It may be a small thing, but to a child, it truly means so much more.

I then let out of faint chuckle, seeing my sister's children; it kind of makes me remember how she was when she was their age. It almost feels like if it was just yesterday; it was Christmas, when she received that gift. It was small, but to her, it was a big deal.

"Mom!" a little girl cried out.

Without a doubt, the little girl was no one other than Emma. She ran into the kitchen and saw that her mother was cleaning up. The mother heard her child's call and turned to her. She saw that her daughter was in white pajamas, along with holding a small green book tightly in her arms.

"Oh right, your bed-time story," the mother said; she had so many things going on, that she literally forgotten about it.

It was silent for a moment, but the mother then gave a sigh and finally spoke, "I'm sorry honey, I'm a little busy right now," she then grabbed a dinner plate and started to dry it with a small towel.

"But, you promised!" Emma said, clutching the book tighter in her arms, nearly crying.

"I know, but-" then the mother was trying to come up with a solution quickly.

Out of the blue, she then snapped her fingers, having an idea "But you can ask your brother, I'm sure he's not doing anything."

"Mmm…okay," Emma then walked out to the stairs, up to her brother's room.

As soon as she came across the door, she knocked once, calling out his name.

"Jack! Jack! Are you in there?" she asked wanting to make sure.

Emma waited, but she didn't really get a response, so due to her curiosity, she slowly raised her hand and turned the knob, opening the door. She quietly entered her brother's room, and to her surprise, she found him asleep on his bed; just seeing this, made Emma giggle.

Without another word, Emma then kneeled down and put the book on the floor. Then as quietly as she could, she got up and started to tip-toe towards the bed. As soon as she came close to the bed, she climbed up and jumped on Jack's stomach, surprising him.

"WHAA!" Jack said, startled. He opened his eyes and jerked his head up, seeing that his sister was on top of him. He saw that she had a small innocent smile on her face. After a second, Jack then made a small frown.

"Emma, how many times do I have to tell you, not to wake me up like this?" Jack said looking at her.

"I'm sorry," Emma then got off, but was still sitting on the side of his bed.

"It's just that I wanted to ask you something," Emma continued.

Jack then sat up on the bed, now fully awake from his nap.

"What is it?" he asked.

Emma then got off the bed and ran to retrieve the book that was on the floor. She grabbed the book and jumped back on the bed, showing the book to Jack.

"Can you read me a bed-time story please?" Emma asked.

Jack then got the book from his sister's hands, and flipped through the pages.

"Uh, wasn't mom the one who was supposed to read to you?" Jack asked.

Then Emma lowered her head a little, "Yeah, but she was busy, so that's why I'm asking you."

Jack then closed the book, looking at his sister, "And what would you do if I said no?" he raised an eyebrow, teasing her.

"Well?" Emma said thinking, and without another word, she then got on her brother's back playfully.

"I'll just stay here, and keeping bugging you until you do," she said smiling.

Jack then smiled, and was able to get Emma off his back, "Really?" he said.

Emma was lying on his bed, and without another word, Jack started to tickle her. Emma was starting to laugh and giggle, playfully telling him to stop.

The little game went on for a couple of more seconds, but pretty soon, Jack stopped and grabbed the book that was on the bed again.

He gave a warm smile, "I'm just playing, of course I'll read you a bed-time story."

"Thanks Jack," Emma said smiling.

Jack was in Emma's room, tucking her in, and as soon as he pulled the covers over her, she was excited to hear the story. Jack then found a chair and moved it closer to the side of her bed, he then sat on it, having the book in his lap ready to read; though he only took one glance at the book, not really opening it.

"Hey, I got an idea, why not I tell you a bed-time story of my own instead?" Jack asked smiling.

"Another bed-time story?" Emma asked.

"Yeah, I mean, it's Christmas Eve, wouldn't you like to hear a new story instead of the one mom reads over and over?" Jack continued.

"And what story is that?" Emma responded back.

Emma's question made Jack think, but then after another second, he snapped his fingers, "Santa Claus."

"But Jack, I already know about Santa," Emma said.

"Well, yeah, besides the whole living at the North Pole, and bringing toys, did you know that he also protects children like you from certain evils?" Jack asked.

"No…." Emma said.

"Well, he does, though even a big jolly man like him can't do it alone, he has other companions to help him fight."

Emma's eyes widen, "And who are they Jack?"

Jack then made a slight chuckle, "Well, in a way, you would know who the others are; they are the Easter Bunny, the Sand-man, and the one and only Tooth-fairy."

"Really? I didn't think they knew each other," Emma said.

Then Jack patted her head, "Of course they know each other, why do you think they share a common role of bringing joy to children like you."

Emma then made a slight giggle, "So what kind of evil do they fight?"

"N-nightmares, yeah nightmares, you see Emma, when nightmares start to rise, it is Santa's, Bunny's, Sandy's, and Tooth's job to make sure children still have a sense of wonder, hope, light, and dreams, in order to help them conquer their fears, so what they do to bring joy, is their way of protecting you, to not be afraid all the time."

Emma then pulled her covers up a little higher, showing a bit of fear in her eyes, "Nightmares….I don't like having nightmares…"

Jack then made a warm smile, "Don't worry Emma, the nightmares won't get you as long as I'm here, you can say that I'm like Santa and the others, they are the guardians of childhood, but the only difference between them and me, is that I'm your guardian, I'll always be there to protect you, no matter what."

Emma then lowered her covers, "Promise you'll be there?"

Jack then leaned close and gave his sister a hug, "I promise…"

"Well, I could go on with the story, but I think I'll save it for another time, it's time for bed, and I'm feeling a little tired myself," Jack said letting go of his sister.

He then grabbed the book that he had, got up and put it back on the shelf. After putting the chair away, Jack turned his attention back to his sister.

"Good-night," Jack said; he even gave a kiss on top of her head, "And don't worry about the nightmares, just keep remembering what I said."

Emma then made a small smile, "Okay, good-night Jack."

After that, Emma lowered her head more on the pillow and closed her eyes, slowly drifting to sleep.

Jack then blew on the candle that was resting on the side of the table, everything went dark and Jack made his way out the door and back to his own room. Before going to bed, he quickly changed into his own pajamas, to no surprise, they were blue.

He then jumped into bed, tucking himself in, but before he closed his eyes, he turned his attention towards the window, seeing frost on the surface.

"One thing I like about Christmas…is the winter season; just going out, having fun in the snow…." Jack whispered.

"Jack! Jack, wake up!" Emma called, shaking her brother.

"Jack, come on, it's Christmas morning," she continued.

It took time, but Jack finally got up, though he was a bit sluggish and half-asleep, "Okay…okay, I'm up…"

"Come on, hurry up, I want to see what Santa brought for us!" Emma then ran out the door.

"What about mom and dad?!" Jack yelled back.

"They're still asleep!"

After hearing his sister's response, Jack made a small yawn, and eventually got out of bed. He then slowly walked down the stairs, to find a small Christmas tree with a few presents wrapped underneath. Emma was nearby the tree; her eyes were lit up with joy, knowing that Santa had come.

"Oh, look Jack, I think this one is for you," Emma said.

She then walked over and kneeled down, slowly getting a small present from underneath. Jack who was behind her, had followed and kneeled down beside her.

"A present for me?" he questioned.

"Yeah, it has your name on it, and….I kind of figured it was yours since this one has snowflake wrapping paper. You said you love snow right?" she said handing the present to him.

"Yeah," he said smiling, answering the question.

He then took the present from his sister's hands and examined it. It was true in what she said; the wrapping was covered in snowflakes, as well as the label stating his name.

To: Jackson

From: Santa Claus

Though after a second, Jack just made a little smirk, wanting to laugh.

"Thoughtful, but I think I already have an idea of what I got," he said, having little interest in the present.

"Open it then," Emma said.

So, Jack finally ripped the paper away, and opened the small white box, he then put his hand inside and took out the present.

"A small lump of coal," Jack said with a sarcastic smile.

Emma then raised an eyebrow, "Jack, don't tell me you pulled another prank?"

Jack then put the piece of coal on the floor looking at his sister, "I…I may have pulled one or two," he said playing with his fingers, giving the child innocent look; though, it was obvious that he was guilty.

After hearing the word "prank" Jack couldn't help but remember the little tricks he did to the people he intended to prank; they weren't funny to them, but to Jack, the pranks were hilarious.

"Yeah, by the look on your face, I highly doubt it was one or two," Emma said.

Jack then let out a slight laugh, "Fine, I promise I'll be better next year," he said with a smile.

Emma then gave a small giggle, though after a second, she then turned her attention back to the Christmas tree and pulled out another present. To her surprise, this present was bigger. As she placed the present between her and Jack, she looked at the label.

To: Jackson & Emma

From: Santa Claus

*Hope you two enjoy this gift*

"It's for both of us?" Jack asked; reading the label as well.

"Well, I guess so since it's on the label, and…the present is awfully big," Emma said.

"Well, then let's open it together," Jack said.

"Okay."

Emma and Jack then started to tear the wrapping paper away, and slowly unraveled in what was inside. To their surprise, what they saw was two pairs of ice-skates. The gift was like an activity that Jack and Emma could do together.

"Skates huh," Jack said, not really thrilled.

Though, as Jack turned his attention to Emma, well, it was a completely different story. Emma's eyes widen, and lit up with happiness.

"Wow, I really love this gift," she said with a bright smile, taking her pair out.

"I…I can't wait to start using these! I always wanted to skate," she said jumping up and down happily.

Just seeing Emma happy, it only made Jack happy as well. He took out his pair and examined them.

"Not really to burst your bubble Emma, but…you don't know how to skate," Jack said.

But Jack's statement didn't bring her down, she then turned and looked at him, "But you do, you could teach me, just think, it would be so much fun Jack."

"Yeah, it would be fun, but…I-" though Jack was cut off.

"Come on Jack, please, I want to learn how to skate as good as you," Emma said.

"Well….okay, I'll teach you, though I think this time I should ask mom first, I kind of don't want to risk getting grounded again…remember last time?"

"Yeah, that was bad…"

"So, I guess it's settled, I'll ask mom if we could go, though let's wait until Christmas passes, okay?"

"Okay, thank you Jack…."

Jack's Perspective

Yeah…memories, after all those years…hopefully… she learned how to skate.

I then took another look at the window…saying my good-byes to the children. It may be wishful thinking, but…one of these days when I come back, hopefully they'll see me.

Jack then flew off, letting the wind take him away...