Confessions
Chapter 16
I STILL DO NOT OWN ROTG!

"I remember this. Jamie never let me look at it," Sammie said, looking over the recpie in the EJ.

"Yeah, he's really protective of it. He loves it almost as much as he loves visits from Jack and you," Sophie said, stroking the page fondly. "He positivily lights up at the sight of any three. Espicially you."

"What?" Sammie said, looking up from the book.

"Jamie loves you. Like, a lot. I found out...from...the...bug," Sophie said haltingly, then she growled to herself. "I'm such an idiot sometimes!"

"What are you talking about Sophie?" Sammie asked, puzzled.

"I'll be right back," Sophie said, running off to the room she had claimed at Santoff Claussen, coming back with her tablet. "North really is a genius," she said, sitting on the ground and opening a program, navagating through it to open a window.

Jamie's voice flooded the room. "Pitch, let me go!" he said, acompanied by the sound of hits.

There was a laugh that made both girl's skin crawl, "Jamie, Jamie, Jamie, I know you aren't that naïve. I have plans for you," followed by retreating footsteps.

"Manny help me," Jamie whispered, the feed went quiet.

Sophie fast forwarded the recording a few hours, until there were more sound waves.

"Sam. Sammie? Sammie!" Jamie yelled, the sound of sheets being rustled. There was quiet for a second, then a soft growl and the sound of bare feet taking a few steps on stone floor.

"Sounds like Jamie's hungry," Sammie whispered.

"Yeah," Sophie agreed quietly.

There was a banging noise, "Hey Pitch! First you kidnap me and then you ignore me?! How about some food?"

There was a woosh, sounding like a cold wind after a few seconds of sclience.

Jamie gave a gasp of pain, "Jack help!" and a thump.

"Sam, Soph, have you started on the antidote yet?" Jack asked coming up behind the girls.

"Shh," Sammie hissed, leaning over Sophie's shoulder as she searched for sound waves.

"What are you doing?" Jack asked, sitting an Sophie's other side.

"Listening to Jamie's bug feed," Sophie said, "Quiet, I found it again."

Jack leaned in to listen.

There were rustleing sheets and quiet for a few minutes. Then the sound of footsteps, ringing through an empty sounding room.

"Pitch's globe room," Jamie whispered, his voice clear with awe.

Suddenly a light female voice made itself known. "Ah, James, you're finally awake. I know I didn't sleep that long when I was infected."

There was a moment of quiet during which the trio assumed Jamie was assesing the woman.

"Who are you?" Jamie asked, suspusion heavy in his voice.

"Why James, don't you recognize me? Look closely," she said, her voice growing stronger.

Jamie was quiet again, "Mrs. Claus?" he asked.

"Mrs. Claus?" Sophie and Sammie echoed.

"Yes James, but please call me Katherine, I haven't been Mrs. Claus for over 300 years," she said, a smile in her voice.

"Then stop calling me 'James.' I'm Jamie. Where are we anyways?" Jamie asked.

"We're under the bed. Pitch has finally found a place those pesky Guardians. Isn't it lovely?" the woman said cheerfully.

"Wait a minute," Jamie said, sounding puzzled.

Sammie smiled sadly, remembering how cute Jamie looked when he was confused.

"Infected with what?"

"Why a Fearling dear. You are on your way to becoming a True Nightmare!"

There was another thud.

"I think Jamie passed out again," Sophie said, cracking a grin.

Sammie smiled, "Yes, yes he did."

"Sophie, how long have you had Jamie bugged?" Jack asked suddenly.

"Longer than you," Sophie said inocently, "And I might have tinkered with that locket you gave him too just a little bit," she added blushing, "Please don't tell Aster! He thinks I'm too much like North already!"

"I won't tell him," Jack said, ruffeling Sophie's blonde hair.

"Thanks Jack," Sophie grinned, giving Jack a hug.

Suddenly voices were coming out of the tablet.

"Pitch will be back soon," the woman said, her voice loud, she must have been close to the bug.

"How…how did I get…infected?" they heard Jamie ask horsely.

"Here, drink this first," she said. There was the sound of a few gulps before she started talking again, "There should have been a black ball, or something of the like, that attached itself to your chest, right over your heart. And in a few weeks you will be almost as powerful as Pitch because of the simple fact that you were mortal when you were infected," she said in a way that made Sammie want to punch her in the face.

"But what about Jack, and Sophie, and Sammie?!" Jamie asked, his voice rising.

"You'll forget about them in time. You have Pitch and I now. That's all you need."

"But what about North?"

"Ah, never ask about the ex," Sammie said.

"Yeah," Sophie said, nodding.

"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," she said, reprochful at first, then 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," she said, the sounds of pots and pans filling the background.

"Who's Jack?" Jamie asked.

"That's what I want to know," Jack muttered.

"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," she said in a soft, tear-filled voice.

"What did your son look like?" Jamie asked.

"He had brown hair and eyes. I have a picture of him," she said. There was a moment of quiet as the trio guessed she handed the picture to Jamie.

"I know him," Jamie whispered. "That's Jack!" he exclaimed, the sound of a chair falling in the background.

"Of course it's Jack. I just told you that," the woman said, sounding irritated.

"No, I mean he's not dead! That's Jack Frost!"

"What?" all three listeners choursed.

"Jamie, don't be silly. Jack died over 300 years ago. he fell into a frozen pond," she said, repressed rage in her voice.
"No, I swear, I say him yesterday! Look!" Jamie said, there was a rustelling sound and Sophie guessed he was pulling out the chain he wore around his neck. "Sophie gave me the pendant and Jack gave me the locket," Jamie said, followed by the sound of a clasp opening, "See, he has white hair and blue eyes now but it's still Jack."

It was quiet for a moment. "Jack, but...but how? Pitch told me he was dead," she whispered.

"Manny chose him. He's a Guardian. You should be proud of him," Jamie said.

"I am, he looks so much like his father," she whispered.

"Katherine, I'm back! Has our guest woken up yet?" Pitch's voice reached them through the bug.

"Quickly, put this back under your shirt, don't let Pitch know about them," the woman said with a thud she had let the necklace go.

There was interference.

"Ah, Jamie, you're finally awake. I was begining to wonder if that Fearling had really taken after all or if it had just killed you. How do you feel?" Pitch asked, his voice growing stronger.

"As well as can be expected. Why did you kidnap me Black?" Jamie responded, anger rising in his voice.

"You will play a vital role when I take over. You will replace Frost."

"What?" Jack and Jamie said in unison.