You're Gonna be Fine, I Promise

by WriterlyInqueling

Jack shows up at the North Pole dripping wet, hurt, feverish, with a freezing Jamie in his arms. An old wound is opened. A grudge is revealed. And two cloaked figures appear to fix it. But one of those cloaks is a grim black, with a scythe to match it. "I promise. I promise, you're gonna be...you're gonna be fine."

2. Desperate Pleas

A/N: I actually did medical research for this chapter! (Yes, I do research when I write. 'Specially for medical stuff. Don't know why I find looking up injuries so much fun.) I hope I got most of it right.

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Tooth wished she could do more to help. She knew the boys assigned her to Jamie because- well because she had a tendency to hover and worry. They probably thought she'd just panic and get in the way. She sighed, she had to admit she was slightly grateful for being sent away after seeing Jack's condition.

Not that watching over Jamie was any better. She hated seeing any child suffer. It always made her feel so helpless.

Tooth put her hand on Jamie's forehead. The poor boy was still shivering. Phil had said this was a good sign, but Tooth still hated seeing Jamie like this.

The yeti's had removed his wet clothing and given him warm clothes. They had wrapped him up in blankets and started a fire near him. Not too close, they'd mentioned, or else he might get worse.

They had also installed an IV with warm liquids and an oxygen mask with humidified oxygen as soon as they discovered how severe Jamie's hypothermia was.

Jamie was sleeping peacefully thanks to Sandy's dream-sand, but that didn't stop Tooth from talking to him, "Jamie, what happened?"

Suddenly a scream pierced the air. Tooth's heart caught in her throat. She immediately covered Jamie's ears to prevent him from hearing the terrifying sounds.

"NO! Jamie, please don't fall asleep. Jamie! Please. Don't leave me."

Tooth paled when she realized who was screaming. She wished she could cover her own ears, but Jamie...

"Can't keep him warm. I- I- I can't keep him warm. He's going to die. All my fau-" The screams died off.

She mentally thanked Sandy as she removed her hands from Jamie's ears. He whimpered as soon as the comforting warmth of Tooth's hands left. Tooth's heart nearly broke.

She pulled Jamie to her, making sure the IV and oxygen mask were still in place. She held him the way a mother holds a small child. She rocked him back and forth.

He stopped shivering.