I'm back! Goodness it's taken forever and a day, right? Sorry! Working on multiple stories might do that! LOL. Anyways here's the next chapter of Snow White Angel. Yay! Disclaimer: I own nothing! Onward!

Cloud Nine

The embrace could have lasted for hours. She felt so comfortable in his arms. Safe. But still the reality of her situation was something her brain refused to let her ignore. ' Okay, kid. While being this close to a hot ( Or...cold, in his case?) guy is very romantic, this is just too awkward! Break it up!' Snow unwound her arms from around him and with a hesitant smile pulled away. It seemed Jack had become aware of the suddenly awkward feel in the air as his cheeks flushed the lightest shade of blue and he hastily let her go, gripping his staff nervously. Still he smiled for her and cleared his throat. " So... I think...I know someone who can help you." he said, forcing a bit more cheer in his voice than was usual for him. Was it getting a little weird or was it just him? Taking the change of subject in stride Snow stepped back and tilted her head curiously at him. Who would Jack know?

" Who is it?"

" Tooth. Well, actually Toothiana, is her real name. Everyone else just knows her as the Tooth Fairy. Her real job is protecting the memories of childhood." He'd said all of this so as-a-matter-of-factly, that Snow was hesitant to even question him.

"... The Tooth Fairy?" Jack nodded as he began pacing in front of her, mindlessly swing his staff back and fourth in front of him as he talked.

" Yeah, baby teeth hold memories so that's why she collects them when they fall out. And see, since she's the protector of memories, then that means she probably has yours stashed away in her palace somewhere. So all we have to do is go to Tooth and ask her if she can find your memories for you and-bang! You'll know who you are." Snow listened to his rambling-since that's pretty much what it sounded like to her. The Tooth Fairy? Seriously? The skeptic in her scoffed at the very idea. It was so childish. But on the other hand, she was having a conversation with none other than Jack Frost himself. Who was to say the Tooth Fairy wasn't real? And it wasn't as if Jack would lie to her. Somehow the words ' Jack' and ' Lie' didn't seem to fit together. So Snow White resigned herself. ' Okay. All aboard the crazy train.'

" Okay, so let's say I believe you. How would we even get there?" Jack paused mid-step. Damn, he hadn't thought about that one. He knew how he always did it: Fly. But...could she fly? In theory, the answer should be yes. ' Because she's a spirit.' That somber reminder challenged him to push back the sad feelings that stirred inside of him. Now was not the time to feel sad. Yet. First thing was first: Helping Snow White remember who she really was. So he smiled and turning back to her jerked his head up.

" How do you feel about flying?" Snow shrugged her shoulders.

" I don't know. I've never flown before. At least, not that I can remember." From the way Jack did it though, it looked like fun. He certainly seemed to enjoy it. She crossed her arms and smirked at him. " So how do you do it? Do you think happy thoughts?" Jack laughed at her pun and dismissively waved that notion away.

" Nah. I'm way more awesome than Peter Pan."

" That's debatable." A short laugh escaped his lips as his mouth fell open in mock offense.

" Hey, I am so!" Jack took a step back and spread his arms out, as if he might bow to her again. "All I have to do is wanna fly and," To prove his point Jack leapt up in to the air, sitting Indian-style across from her at eye level." I fly." He stated. There was no arguing that point there. It made her feel slightly jealous that it seemed to just come so easily to him. It must be wonderful to fly. His voice brought her out of her own head when he said something ( else) that struck her as odd. " The wind helps me out a lot too. She's fast."

"...She? You mean the wind has a gender?" Jack rolled his eyes at her, smiling as if she'd just told him a corny joke.

" Well, yeah! The wind is so gentle and loving, but she can be really harsh and scary when she's mad. Especially during certain seasons. Of course the wind is female, duh." Well. No arguing with that. And after all Jack seemed to know " Her" so well. Snow White decided that just like everything else, she was just going to have to trust him on this one.

" So then...how do I fly?" Jack fell from the air landing casually on his feet. Suddenly the space above her head was extremely fascinating.

" Well...I'll have to carry you." He was pretty sure he could fly with her. Something inside him just told him that he could. And Jack had learned long ago to trust his instincts. But the thought of being close to her again... Suddenly it felt like there was a wild butterfly trapped in his chest trying to break free. Snow White found herself in a similar state at the thought of this handsome boy holding her again entered her mind. A comforting hug was one thing. Somehow this seemed more...intimate. Was it because he would be sharing his ability to fly with her? Or maybe there was something more there that she just didn't feel like examining right now. Still, why did she suddenly feel so shy, like she wanted to hide? Would a frost spirit think to look for her in Puerto Rico? ' Snap out of it! He's just offering you a ride to help you. It's not like he's going to try anything!' So She just nodded her head and stepped forward to him.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and gripped him firmly, but loosely enough not to strangle him. That wouldn't help at all. " Is this okay?" At that moment Jack didn't trust his voice as the ice in his blood rushed even faster. Slowly he encircled her in his arms holding her waist securely. He cleared away that annoying lump that seemed to love his throat today. ( What was with that anyways?) And then he managed to find his voice.

" Just hold on." She did. He looked up to the sky , feeling her presence around them already. " Hey, Wind! A little help here!?" He called. The lightest of breezes and the barest manifest of his will was all it took for the two of them to take off from the ground. Snow's hand fisted into the fabric of his hoodie as the ground grew more distant. She wasn't entirely sure if she liked heights or not. She pressed herself closer to him burying her face in to his shoulder. Jack couldn't help the smug smirk that danced across his lips as he was quick to take notice of her nerves. It was...cute. " Like the view?" He teased.

" Just stop preening and fly already, you Peacock." She grumbled.

" As you wish, Princess." Snow pulled back and looked him in the eyes, a single brow arched. ' What did you just call me?' Jack chuckled and she was powerless to do anything but laugh with him. Jack's laughter was, as she was learning, a very infectious thing. She looked to the ground, suddenly not as scared of heights as she was seconds ago. ( And it wasn't like she would die, she realized, if she fell anyways. She WAS dead after all.) The lights of Burgess shined like another sky, with the electric lights below just as bright and twinkling as the stars above. Speeding cars became shooting stars as they streaked over the night streets and zig-zagged down the roads when they were forced to turn. Jack watched her reaction to her introduction to the sky with just as much fascination. " It's amazing, isn't it?" He asked softly. Beside him Snow nodded as her lips pulled in to a smile. Jack was right. This view was amazing.

She turned toward him to ask him exactly how high could he fly...then somehow forgot the question completely. His eyes were locked on her's, his chilly breath ghosting over her cheek as he breathed softly. The altitude must have been getting to her because suddenly she was feeling very light-headed. His gaze flickered from her lips back to her eyes and somehow he was much closer than he had been a moment ago. Her satin hair brushed his neck as the wind played around them sending pleasant chills down his back. Closer. What was happening? " Jack...?" All he had to do was lean over-just two inches separated them. The moment vanished just as soon as it had come when the shrill keening of a dolphin broke the two teens apart. Snow blinked as her senses came back to her as fierce as a slap and she frowned in confusion as Jack smiled brightly. They had to be hundreds of feet in the air. How the hell would a dolphin...be...up...what?!

Glittering gold ribbons weaved and tumbled around them as they glided on the night breeze and poked playfully though the clouds. And all around them creatures and objects from the very depth of imagination swam/crawled/flew/buzzed/pranced/hopped/flapped/an d bounced around them. From one strand of gold a burst of doves flapped excitedly. A line of gold frogs played a seemingly never-ending game of leap frog down another. A unicorn galloped down a gold stream neighing excitedly as it charged through a cloud. Five glittering gold jet planes zoomed loudly overhead to break formation and nose-dive at breakneck speeds to the ground. And just three feet away from them a pack of dolphins keened and whistled as they swam playfully, darting between fish of every size and shape as they swam down the streams of gold. All of which were headed toward Burgess. " This is incredible!" She breathed.

" This is Sandy's work." Snow White tore her gaze from the amazing sights before her to look questioningly at Jack, the moment between them momentarily forgotten.

" Sandy?" There he goes again. That same proud smirk that Jack loved to display was back. He jerked his head behind her, slightly to the right and she followed his gaze. The cause of the wonder around them was due to a huge golden cloud of glittering...powder? ' No...it's sand!' And at the center of this spectacle was what looked like a little man made of this special sand. He waved his hands and arms with all of the grace and precision of a conductor. His hair was like a burst of sunshine, his eyes an even brighter shade of gold than the sand he commanded. The little man seemed to sense his presence for as soon as Snow looked at him the man turned to the pair and waved happily.

" That's the Sandman." They say that when you die, every question you'd ever had in your life gets answered when you cross over. Although she didn't remember from where Snow White knew that's something she'd heard before. If she had ever wondered ( And she knew at one point she must have) if every mother Goose, Fairytale, nursery rhyme character ever really existed then this was her answer. The freaking Sandman was waving ' Hi' to her! Somehow she felt five years old all over again. " Let's go." Just like that Jack held on to her as they flew over to the Sandman and landed on his cloud. She was surprised at how solid it felt under her. The Sandman looked curiously at her then back to Jack. Images of sand appeared over his head: Jack, herself, and a question mark. Jack let her go gently, keeping one hand on her shoulder as he held out a hand to the shorter being. " Sandman, this is my friend, Snow White. Snow, this is Sandy."

She smiled at him and took one of his hands to shake which he happily accepted. " It's nice to meet you, Sandy." A top hat appeared on his head and Sandy took the hat off to hold to his chest. Ever the gentleman Sandman lightly kissed the back of her hand making her giggle. His sandy lips tickled her skin. He floated back from her then more images over his head appeared: Jack and Snow holding hands, then a question mark. How come he never used his voice? Jack chuckled as he nervously rubbed the back of his neck, his cheeks slightly flushed.

" I was taking her to see Tooth. We need her help with something important. Is she at the Tooth Palace?" A shake of the head. Charades again. A fairy, a tall pole, a house and a rabbit. Huh?

" Um Jack? What was he saying?" Jack turned back to her and smiled.

" Tooth's at North's Pole with Bunnymund. That's E. Aster Bunnymund to be exact." E. Aster...E...Easter. So the Toothfairy was hanging out at the North Pole with Santa Clause and the Easter Bunny? It didn't strike her as odd somehow. More like...she was fascinated.

" Are we going to the North Pole then?" Jack laughed at her childlike excitement and nodded.

" Yeah. Actually they might be able to help you too. Aster controls a network of tunnels that go...oh I don't know, everywhere." He said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. Aster never let him forget that either. Jack had tried to many times to steal one of his eggs ( Especially a gold or silver one) and failed. To Jack it was just a game of fun. Hadn't he ever heard of treasure hunting? To Bunny it was ' How do I improve my security network to keep Jack away from my googies?' Jack shook it off and continued to explain. " So maybe he knows you or what happened to you. You did celebrate Easter, right?" Was she suffering from the memory loss or was he?

" I think so...?" His eyes widened and he slapped himself in the head.

" Woops! Sorry, Snow." A tinkling sound drew their attention. Sand was ringing a bell over his head. Then a big question mark appeared over his head. No, they couldn't forget about the situation at hand. Jack sighed sadly and he gripped her shoulder gently. " Can I tell him about you being, you know..?" She nodded calmly and then Jack let her go. He walked over to the Sandman with all of the seriousness in the world. Something which clearly surprised the little ball of light. " Sanderson," Okay, Jack never used his name unless he was serious. He had all of Sandy's undivided attention. " Snow White isn't her real name. She doesn't remember who she is. And...she's dead." Best to just come out and say it. An exclamation mark appeared over his head as he covered his mouth with both hands, his expression one of heartbreak. Jack sighed heavily.

" Yeah, I know. I found her wandering around my pond lost. We need Tooth to give her the memories she might have to find out who she was. And maybe we can figure out how...well." He let the conversation drop there and the Sandman nodded solemnly. " And like I said: Maybe the others can help. North must have been to her house at Christmas, and Aster probably delivered or hid eggs for her at some point, right? Maybe he even saw something through one of his tunnels. Snow says she feels like she just died. So it had to have been pretty recent, right?" He asked turning back to her.

" I think so. That's just a feeling I get though." Sandy's expression changed to one of absolute determination and a plane appeared next to him, and a pair of goggles covered his eyes as both hands planted themselves firmly on his hips. Jack jogged over to Snow and instantly she held on to him as he wrapped his arms around her waist again. The cloud of gold disappeared as the plane's propellers sputtered to life.

" It looks like Sandy's coming with us!" Jack had to yell as the engine's roar disturbed the quiet night. She nodded smiled for them.

" Well, the more the merrier, right?" Jack laughed and together they looked ahead as a gold checkered flag waved eagerly over them. From his place in the driver's seat Sandman pointed ahead as if he were preparing to lead a battle charge. " Lead the way, Sandy!"

Done! So next chapter: Snow White meets the rest of the Guardians! Please R&R and Bless your happy happiness! 3