AN: And here we go, the continuation of the Jack/Jillian reunion; and the reveal of Jillian's relationship with Pitch. Here is when we really start descending into some rather angsty territory. On another note, though, I am currently thinking of expanding this story into a series. I am currently planning a prequel (about Jillian and Pitch before the events of this story, but after Jillian becomes a Legendary), a one-off, and a sequel. But I'd like your opinions on if you would like to see any of those, so I've set up a poll on my profile. The one-off is definitely going to happen, mostly because it will explain the epilogue of this story. But that won't be for a while yet. :) Sorry for the long author's note. Read and Review! – Katheryn xoxo
Chapter Nine
Jack drew his staff away from his sister's face as a large smile crossed his own. She was alive; his baby sister was alive.
She looked different. Granted the last time he'd seen her was just before he'd drowned all those three hundred years ago. Obviously she had grown up, but her physical appearance had changed drastically. Her once lanky hair had curled slightly and now shone in the natural light, and looked incredibly clean, like Jack's did now. The former chestnut hue of her locks had transformed into a pale pink shade. Her brown eyes, once a perfect match to his own, had also changed; now they were a deep purple. But Jack could still see his beloved baby sister, even with all of the changes.
Jillian herself had seen Jack many times over the years, but now she could see where Jack Frost differed from Jackson Overland. With white hair and blue eyes, Jack did indeed resemble the winter season, all white Christmas and frostbite. But the fun loving boy from her childhood still looked back at her from his eyes.
"Jill you're alive!" Jack exclaimed, jumping slightly in glee.
"In a way," Jillian smiled fondly. "I'm a spirit of Childhood, like you. And I go by 'Jillian' now."
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Jack and Jillian sat together for hours, talking about everything that had gone on in their respective pasts. Well, almost everything. There was one subject that had been noticeably skipped over in the siblings' conversation. Pitch.
Jillian knew that she would have to tell Jack about her relationship with the Nightmare King; it was just… she didn't know. She had just gotten her elder brother back, and she knew that Jack wouldn't react well to hearing how close she was to Pitch. Especially after the whole debacle with the Guardians. But she didn't like keeping secrets from Jack so early into their renewed relationship. She just had to swallow her nerves and get it over with.
"Jack," the pink-haired girl started. "There's something more about my past that you should probably know."
"Hold that thought, Jill," Jack said, nearly cutting her off. Jillian followed his gaze to the sky. The northern lights were up and shining brilliantly through the slowly darkening sky; the Guardians had called a meeting.
Jillian stood up and brushed the dirt from her dress. Jack needed to go; it was probably for the best. Her news could wait a bit longer; at least, it could wait until she got an opportunity to talk to Pitch about how best to broach the subject of their relationship to Jack. She really wanted Pitch to be by her side when they revealed the truth.
"I'll see you around then, Jack," she said, before starting back out of the forest.
A hand caught hers and she felt a wave of air hit her. Jillian's feet left the ground and she looked up in a panic.
"Where are you going, Jill?" Jack was pulling her into the air, with the help of his old friend Wind, of course. He pulled her up to his level with a grin and the wind directed the pair in the direction of the North Pole. "You can come with; I'm sure North and the others won't mind."
'Oh yes they would,' Jillian thought. The other Guardians knew about her and Pitch; they'd known for quite a long time. Needless to say, they weren't Jillian's biggest fans. Aside from Sandy.
"Jack," Jillian said, trying to get his attention. "I can't go to the North Pole all of the sudden like this. I- well, I- I have someone waiting for me back at my home." That someone being Pitch. She had hoped to be back a lot earlier today; after he was turned on by the fearlings, Jillian had no wish to leave her lover alone with the Nightmares for too long.
"Come on, Jill," Jack goaded, Wind increasing its speed as they approached the Pole. "It'll be alright. You'll see. And besides, maybe next time you can bring this 'someone' along with us."
Jillian sighed. She wanted to believe Jack, but he wouldn't feel the same way once he knew who Jillian's "someone" was. Once he knew, Jack wouldn't make the same offer again. And Jack would know the truth soon enough.
