Confessions
Chapter 13
NOT MINE!
"North? North is the whole reason I was taken by Pitch and infected. He was showng off with the reindeer. We were young then. We had just passed the honeymoon stage. Were starting to think about a family. We were happy," Anya said sadly.
"Then why didn't you try to get back to North? Why didn't you fight Pitch?" Jamie asked.
"Because...because he threatened to hurt North, or to kill Jack. I couldn't let that happen. Even when he took Jack from me, he promised me he was safe, and then my eyes were just...opened. I saw the plans Pitch had, the goals he had to achive. They were greater than North's plans, greater by far," Anya said, busteling around the small kitchen.
Jamie could imagine her as North's wife, he culd see why North would love her.
"Who's Jack?" Jamie asked from where he was sitting at the small table in the kitchen.
"Well we weren't just thinking about starting a family. We had started trying. I was pregnant. Jack was my son. When Pitch saw that he was not immortal he took him away, gave him to a human family. That was over 300 years ago," Anya said softly.
"What did your son look like?" Jamie asked.
"He had brown hair and eyes. I have a picture of him," Anya said, taking a picture out of her apron pocket, handing it to Jamie.
Jamie looked at the picture for a minute. "I know him," Jamie whispered. Then he realized, "That's Jack!" he exclaimed.
"Of course it's Jack. I just told you that," Anya said, slightly irritated.
"No, I mean he's not dead! That's Jack Frost!"