Hi people! Okay, so new info in this chapter! One mystery of our lovely Snow White will be solved today, and What can Jamie tell Jack and Snow? HMMM? Disclaimer: I own nothing!

Seeing Is Believing

Jamie smiled wide at the young guardian and gave him a high five. Three years later and he was still going strong. It had been three years since Jack and the other guardians-with the help of some wily kids-had fought and defeated Pitch Black, king of nightmares. And while by now most children began losing their belief at twelve years old Jamie never stopped. That was something that meant the world to Jack. Especially since Jamie was the first child to ever see him. And believe in him. " Jack, what are you doing here?" He asked, crossing his arms protectively around himself to shield his body from the cold draft sweeping over him. Jack leisurely crossed his arms on the windowsill as he talked.

" Jamie, I need your help. There's this girl-"

" Ooh, Jack has a girlfriend." Jamie sang. He fought down a blush ( Why the fridgid did he keep doing that?!) and shook his head.

" She's not my girlfriend, she's just a friend. Don't-!" He pointed a warning finger at Jamie, who smirked at his innocent proclomation. And the smirk wasn't going away. " I found her at my pond. She doesen't know who she is, and she can't feel the cold. Something's wrong here. I think something might have happened to her." The playfulness evaporated in to the chilly night air as Jamie became more serious.

" Is she okay?"

" I don't know. Jamie, can you come outside and tell me if you know her? Seen her around town maybe?" The boy nodded as he rubbed his arms to ward away the cold.

" Yeah, just gimme a sec. I'll be right down."

" Thanks, Jamie." Jack gave him a grateful smile, then hovered away from the window so the boy could close the cold out. Jack flashed him a thumbs-up, which the boy returned through the glass then Jack flew down from the window and darted back to Snow White. She was sitting on the porch right where he had left her. She looked up at him curiously as he alighted on the steps next to her.

" So, did you find your friend?" He nodded and held out a hand to her.

" Yeah, he's coming out." Snow took the offered hand and Jack helped her to stand. At that moment the front door opened and Snow swiped at the snowflakes clinging to her dress, then she brushed her hair back trying to look a little more presentable. Jack let go of her hand immediatley not wanting to hear what Jamie would have to say about the two of them holding hands.( Don't you dare blush again, Frost!) They young boy quietly closed the door behind him, stepping out in warm slippers and a thick, fleecy robe. Then he turned his focus to Jack. His eyes wandered around the area before settling back on the frost spirit.

" So Jack, where is she?" A beat of silence.

" Jamie, she's right here." Jack guestured to the space beside him as Snow looked curiously at the pair. Jamie looked again then slowly shook his head.

" No... No one's there, Jack. Just you." A skeptical frown crossed his face and Jamie Bennet crossed his arms. " Jack, is this some kind of game?" Jack stumbled back, his blue eyes wide with shock. He couldn't see her. He couldn't see her! Why couldn't he see her?! Beside them Snow's face showed all shades of confusion as she looked from Jack to Jamie to Jack and back. Was Jack the only one who could see her anymore? ' Anymore? Why would I think that?' Then again it was logical. She was here. She had to have been seen before, right?

" No, Jamie she's right here! Can't you see her?" Jamie cast his friend a worried glance then looked at the seemingly empty space beside him. Another shake of the head.

" Uh-unn. I don't see her. Jack, you swear she's there?" Jack walked over to the boy and placed a hand on his shoulder. Once upon a time he would have had to kneel to his level. Man, he was getting big.

" I swear she's right there." He held out a hand to Snow and Jamie focused on the space. Then suddently his expression cleared as if as veil had been lifted from his eyes. Brown eyes widened as his mouth fell open in surprise. Then he smiled.

" Ooooh, now I see her!" Hope gripped Jack's heart like a vice.

" Seroiusly?! You're not just playing along-you see her?" The boy nodded.

" Yeah. She's got black hair, a blue dress. And she's pretty." His smile turned sly as he took note of the kind of dress she was wearing, and he eyed Jack sugguestively. " It looks like she's all dressed up for a date. Are you sure she's not-"

" No." Jack stated firmly. Snow stared at the two suspiciously. Just what were those two talking about?

" Not what, Jack?" Both boys faces became as blank as a newly wiped chalkboard.

" Nothing." They said in unison. She arched one slender brow but otherwise decided she would not say anything. Jack took a step back as Snow stepped forward, reaching out a hand to the younger.

" Hi. My name's Snow White." He took her hand and gave it a hearty shake.

" Jamie Bennet. Nice to finally see you." He laughed. They let go and Jamie shot her a quizzical look. "Snow White? Is that really your name?" She gave him a small smile and hopelessly shook her head.

" No. I don't remember my real name. So Jack came up with a new one for me." Jamie smiled at her, shooting Jack a playful smirk.

" Did he now?" He asked, his voice slow and teasing. Jack gripped his staff and sent him a semi-serious glare. When he spoke his voice took on a warning edge.

" Jamie..." He smiled at Snow again as he stepped back from her.

" I like it. It fits."

" So Jamie," Jack leaned forward holding on to his staff as he looked at the boy hopefully. Time to address the matter at hand. " Do you know who she is, really?" Jamie took another look at Snow. His expression became very serious as he took in her face, her hair, the dress. Gradually his face shifted from concentration to frustration. After several long moments Jamie let out a groan, running both hands through his hair.

"...I don't know." He moaned. " You actually look really familiar to me. I've seen you somewhere before. I know I have! I just...can't...! Gah! Where have I seen you before?!" Show White stepped closer and placed both of her hands on his tensing shoulders.

" Hey." He looked up at her and she looked him directly in the eyes. " It's okay. Take your time." Jamie whimpered in frustration. " Just breathe, okay? We'll do it together. In." She took a slow, deep breath and Jamie breathed in with her. " And out." She let her breath go slowly and once again he followed her example. " Good. One more time. In." Breathe in. " Out." Breathe out. " Feel better now?" Jamie looked down and shrugged his shoulders.

" A little." He looked at Jack, who had been watching the two intently. Then he looked back at Snow White... Wait a minute-! " Um, Snow? Can I try something?" She smiled reassuringly at him and let her hands fall from his shoulders.

" Go ahead."

" Okay. Stay where you are." She obeyed, not moving from her place on the porch. Jack watched on curiously as Jamie untied his robe, pulling the rope loose from the loops holding it in place. He walked around behind her then began gathering the midnight tresses behind her head. He was surprised, yet not surprised that her hair was soft and cool to the touch. He used the robe belt to tie the fistful in his hand back. Jamie was careful to not pull her hair too hard or too tightly as he worked. Once her hair was pulled back he swept the ponytail over her shoulder. Nodding once to himself he walked around to face her again. "... Yeah. This is it. When I saw you before, you looked like this. Geez you look so familiar." Jack looked between the two hopefully.

" So, do you remember?" Jamie's form slumped defeatedly and he hung his head.

" No. I know I've seen you, I swear. But I can't remember when or where or-" Snow reached forward and placed a gentle finger on his lips stopping the oncoming rant.

" Hey, it's okay. Tell you what: Why don't you sleep on it? I'll be back to visit you later okay? Just take your time. I promise you I'm in no rush." He smiled back at her as she removed her finger and he nodded.

" Yeah? Okay, yeah! I'll keep thinking!" A thump, the sound of a door from within the house. " I better go back before Mom and Dad find out I'm not in bed." He said nervously. Snow untied her hair and then handed the makeshift ribbon back to Jamie. " Thanks. I'll see you later then. Hey Jack. See you around?" Jack Frost smiled brightly at him and held up a hand to him.

" You can count on it, pal. Thanks for your help." The duo high-fived. He walked back to the house and opened the door. The Jamie Bennet turned around to give a final wave goodbye to Snow White, which she returned. Then the young boy closed the door just as quietly as before leaving his friends alone. Snow walked down the porch steps as Jack leapt from the porch to float beside her. Well that got them nowhere. They were no closer to unraveling the mystery that was Snow White. ' Not true. Jamie does know her. He just has to remember from where.' He quietly reminded himself. Snow stood on the front lawn of the house, looking up at the sky. With the snowfall having stopped the stars were free to shine in all of their glory.

" Jack?"

" Yeah?"

" Why do you think... Jamie couldn't see me before?" Now that was a mystery all in itself. Why couldn't Jamie see her before. A nagging at the back of his skull made his chest tighten as an uncomfortable chill passed through his body down to the very pit of his stomach. Something was wrong. It was more than a thought that told him this. It was...intuition? Instinct? Those sounded about right. The thought itched at the back of his skull as he stared at her. Jamie hadn't seen her. At all. Why wouldn't he...? Then the thought burst to the foreground clear and coherent, and Jack Frost stumbled from the air to land on shaky legs in his revelation. Snow sensed the shift in the air around her as the temperature dropped. She turned from the sky to look at her friend, and he looked paler-if that were possible. Something was wrong." Jack?"

It all suddenly made sense. Such horrible sense. Her body weight was lighter than it should have been, her skin was cold like his, she couldn't feel the cold...and Jamie hadn't seen her until Jack had told him she was there. Only if someone...something were believed in could it be seen. It was true for many of the earth's beings be they physical or metaphysical. Children did not have the logic barrier constructed around them unlike adults. Their minds were free to accept and explore, which was what gave them the rare gift to see the guardians. Jack felt like the earth's greatest fool as he stared at her, his gut twisting in to uncomfortable knots as the horrible truth sank in. Snow White was dead. A ghost. Wose! She had no memories of herself...which meant that Snow was a... " Lost soul." The words came out in a whisper as the air evaporated in his lungs and his heart beat harder. A lump formed in his throat and he fought valiantly to keep the tears from spilling from his eyes. How had she died? When? Why?

Staring at her Jack saw nothing to explain her newly desceased status. No signs of illness, no stab or bullet wounds, no scars nothing! His mind was a jumbled mess. He couldn't think. Not of anything but the feeling of loss, sadness and anger the revelation gave to him. She wasn't supposed to be dead. It was something he knew right down to his very core. It was as if a baby had been murdured savagely right in front of him for no reason. It was the closest he would come later in time to describing what he felt at this moment. Amidst it all Snow watched the myriad of emotions play on his face. His lips moved but his voice was so low she hadn't quite caught what he'd said. The look of.. despair on his face made her heart clench uncomfortably. She didn't like that look on his face. On the face that always smiled and laughed. It didn't belong there. She walked up to him, then reached out and gently placed a hand on his shoulder. " Jack? What's wrong?"

He looked in to her eyes and parted his lips yet no words came out. Jack swallowed and tried again. Nothing. He shook his head. How could he even begin to tell her? Swallow again. This time he was able to form words, but not ones he wanted to say. " Oh, Snow... I'm sorry you're-" He couldn't do it. He was beginning to scare her a little. Steeling herself Snow White placed her other hand to his chin lifting it so that sky blue met dark chocolate brown.

" Jack, whatever it is, just tell me." She kept her voice calm. But even as she did so the feeling of unease she'd first felt at the pond was returning. Before she hadn't minded this unease, yet now it was clawing at her senses. Jack swallowed hard and then let out a shaky breath as the sorrow swept over him.

" Snow. I know why Jamie couldn't see you. You..." He closed his eyes briefly, steeling his resolve. She had to know. He opened his eyes and gripped his staff so hard in his hands his knuckles nearly turned blue. " You're dead." Dead. Was that what her heart had been trying to tell her? Snow could only stare at Jack as she slowly processed this new information. She let out a deep sigh and nodded acceptingly.

" Okay." What?! He just told her she was a dead girl and all she can say is OKAY?!

" Okay?! Snow White you are dead! You're a spirit like me when you're not supposed to be!" She nodded and pulling her hands back stepped away from him.

" I know."

" So! Don't you... Aren't you scared?" Snow knew she ought to be. She could see Jack was clearly stressed. He looked almost heartbroken on her behalf. It was sweet. And sad. Her nonchalance, she mentally observed, was rude. Jack had done nothing but help her. He deserved her honesty, and with that she decided to give it to him. Snow White sighed in the night and pushed her hair back from her face.

" It's not that I don't feel anything at all. It's just... I don't remember who I am, so me being dead isn't something I'm wholly concerned about." She frowned. " No. That's not entirely true." She concentrated, focusing on the feelings she woke up with at the pond. They were important she knew. " I know that...I'm not supposed to be dead. Something tells me that I..I have something important to do. I'm not where I'm supposed to be. But even though I know all of this I don't have anything to connect it to. I just feel kind of... Hollow." She gave a short laugh as she crossed her arms. " It's not everyday you find out you just died, you know." He could understand that. When he became a winter spirit due to the Man In The Moon's magic, he'd had no memories either. He remembered wanting to connect to the people around him even as he was unseen. But yet he held no real regard for himself, not until much later in his existence. But... One word of hers caught Jack's attention more than the others had.

" Just?" Snow blinked at him. Yes, she did just say that didn't she?

" Yeah. I just died."

" But how do you know that?" He pressed. She shook her head, turning to look out ahead of her not really seeing anything.

" I don't know." That was enough. They needed to find out who she was ASAP. But if her memories were gone then how? Then Jack, for the second time that evening felt like a fool. Tooth! She had everyone's memories! If anyone could help Snow White Toothiana could! Duh! Jack walked around to Snow and placed a hand on her shoulder. She turned around and looked in to his eyes, his determination shining as strongly as the moon above.

" We're going to figure this out, okay? I promise you. I won't leave you alone." For the first time since her awakening on the pond Snow felt uneasy. No. She didn't want to be alone.

" Jack..." Without any thought or hesitation, Jack wrapped his arms around her holding her close. Snow stiffened at first at the unfamiliar contact. Then she slowly brought her arms around his waist and rested her head against his shoulder, holding on to him as his own hold on her became more secure. From his bedroom window Jamie watched the two of them embrace. He couldn't tell what they had been talking about but whatever it was made Jack upset. Then he smiled as Jack hugged Snow White, who then hugged him back. He hadn't missed the way Jack looked at her, or the way she held on to him. He looked every bit the winter prince, bound and determined to protect the princess. Jamie turned away from the window to give his friend privacy, his smirk returning. He knew Jack would take care of Snow White, and he had a feeling she would be taking care of him too. As he tucked himself back in to the bed he smiled in the darkness of his room.

" Not his girlfriend my arse."

Done! So we'll be meeting with the guardians next chapter-and more answers to come about! Please R&R and as always bless your happy happiness!