A/N: Quick note, I had originally wanted to post this for the weekend :O But I got impatient because I finished it early XDD

You're welcome :P

A week had passed since Keira had signed herself up to help Jack get Jamie to believe in him again. They had tried multiple attempts, all of them failed. On Monday, Jack and Keira had met up at the school. Keira had to be careful not to look crazy talking to herself, so they hid for a while in the Janitor closet discussing how they would enact their plan. Eventually, the closet became their meeting place to discuss what plan they would enact on first.

Their first plan was to put little notes in Jamie's locker from Jack. Jack would write on a blue post-it note something that he thought would spark a memory with Jamie. This plan ended up becoming very complicated. First Keira had to locate Jamie's locker, Jack said he had been there before but he couldn't remember where it was. Keira had thought she discovered which locker was Jamie's, but every time she looked over the hall she would second guess whether that locker really was Jamie's.

There were a lot of students that filled the halls during passing period, and Keira swore that Jamie's locker was number 336, but then she saw that weird emo girl at locker 336. Then during lunch, Keira realized that Jamie's locker was the one next to number 336, but then which one was it? Was it locker 337? or locker 335? Eventually, Keira got too confused so she just put a post-it in all three lockers and hoped for the best. When Keira got to class, she realized how stupid that had been, because what if Jamie's locker wasn't even those three? What if it was locker number 334? or 338? So Keira ditched that idea, mostly out of laziness to actually ask Jamie what his locker number was, and because she was getting too confused over it.

On Tuesday, Keira enacted her second plan, which was to mention Jack Frost as much as possible to Jamie with out sounding weird. She would add in sayings that would be about Jack Frost nipping your nose, or talking about how cold it was outside and whether that meant Jack Frost was angry or happy. This plan did not work either. Jamie just ended up saying, "you sure do talk about Jack Frost a lot huh?" and Keira would laugh it off in embarrassment.

Keira's third plan took up both Wednesday and Thursday, it some how involved some complicated plan with a map of the school, Jamie's schedule, and some light stalking to figure out which bathroom Jamie liked to use before or after lunch. Keira did find out which bathroom Jamie used on Wednesday, but on Thursday Jamie did not use the bathroom at all, so the plan was default. Jack had no idea why her plan involved the restroom, and he didn't ask either, mostly because he didn't actually want to know, and because he was scared as to what she wanted him to do in there.

By Friday, Jack began to feel that this was a lost cause. Jack and Keira were in the Janitor's closet again, Keira was sitting on a turned over bucket, pondering over a list of plans, and Jack was leaning against his staff watching her pensively.

"Keira."

"Hmmm?"

"Maybe we should give up," Jack said with all seriousness, looking down at her.

"What? No! Jack, don't you want to get Jamie to believe again?" Keira scrambled over to Jack looking up at him.

"No I do, I really do but-" Jack ruffled a hand through his hair.

"But what?"

"But maybe It's time for me to let go," Jack shrugged, "all kids grow up, and when they do they stop believing, Jamie is growing up too and it's only a matter of time before you stop seeing me as well," Jack finished off nodding towards her while keeping his arms crossed around his staff.

Keira looked down at her feet, playing with the paper in her hands.

"I can respect how you feel about that," she said, "but I don't think I can forget about you."

Jack scoffed, "that's the same thing Jamie said," he sounded very bitter but Keira ignored his tone.

"No I really mean it," She looked up at him, "I've been seeing you for as long as I can remember, I knew that you and Santa Clause and the Easter Bunny where all real even when I tried to convince myself that you weren't," she admitted, "I knew you guys were real even when I didn't believe in you, I tried convincing myself multiple times that you weren't real," she chuckled a little nodding her head, "I even thought that I was schizophrenic!"

"Skitzo-whatic?"

"Nevermind," Keira dismissed him with a wave of her hand, "What I'm trying to say, is that I think I'm different," Keira trailed off.

"What do you mean by different?"

"I think that I was born this way, maybe?" Keira said looking up at Jack, "No not born, just that- I mean that- ugh- I just think that I was meant to be able to see you guys," she finished exasperatedly.

"Yeah?" Jack smirked at her, "And how do you suppose that?"

"Well, It's all just a theory!" Keira began, "But I mean, I've always known what it feels like to be forgotten, and maybe that's why I've always been able to see you?" Keira ended with a question, as though she weren't sure of her hypothesis, which she wasn't.

Jack just wrote it off as a possibility, and he decided that it was best for him to leave since they were no longer trying to get Jamie to believe anymore. He left with a "see you tonight" and for the rest of the day Keira spent in a daze. In English they worked more on their essays, her teacher forgot to call her name in which Keira then had to raise her hand to remind him again. Math was a bore, and somebody exploded something in Chemistry. When the bell finally rang signalling the beginning of the weekend, Jamie wasn't waiting for her where he normally did to walk to work together. Keira frowned at this, but just figured that perhaps he was taking a little longer at his locker, or that he was talking to a teacher or something. So Keira decided to wait for him instead.

Keira waited about fifteen minutes before she began to absentmindedly check her cell phone for the time. It was about five minutes later that she checked her phone again to see 3:25 pm on her cell phone screen, before she knew it she saw that the time was 3:45 pm. Frowning, Keira decided that she should move on before she was late for work.

She ended up running to the grocery store, other wise she would have been late and possibly fired. She went straight to the back for her locker, but when she tried the combination it didn't work. Keira looked up at her name plate to see that the little slip of paper that said 'Bates' on it wasn't there. This time Keira wasn't confused about which locker was which, she knew that this was her locker. Keira couldn't help but wonder whether she was fired or something, but then wouldn't they have called her? Maybe, she did actually come in late and they did fire her for it. Although, that wouldn't exactly make sense since she is always on time, would they really fire her for one slip up?

Keira heard the door behind her open with a creak and she heard somebody say forcefully, "What are you doing in here?"

Keira whipped around to see her manager standing there with an angry look on his face. The look didn't alleviate from his sweaty brow and broom mustache, upon seeing a familiar face.

"Employees only," He added pointing to the sign next to the door.

"But sir," Keira flustered, "I work here"

"Yeah? Well I'm the Queen of England,"

"Don't you mean King, sir?"

"Whatever, You're not allowed back here, get outta here before I kick you out of my store!" he yelled at her, his thick brows scrunching up and his face turning red.

Before she allowed the gruff man to kick her out of a Grocery Store, Keira shoved pass her previous manager. What a rude way to fire somebody. Maybe Jamie got fired too and that was why he didn't show up today. Kiera didn't have anywhere in particular to go now that she was fired from her job, so she just let her subconscious take over. Keira began to shift her thoughts to all of the people she knew in her life. Her parent's hadn't called her since Christmas, but she wasn't that surprised by it. Her parent's usually only called her twice a year, on Christmas and her Birthday. Sometimes, her parents even forget to call at all. Then she began thinking of her Aunt, who never got off of the couch and watched tv all day. She was obese obviously, and Keira had tried multiple times to have her Aunt try and cook something healthy for once. Sometimes her Aunt would smile and listen and they would talk over a chicken and noodle dinner and laugh, other nights her Aunt would just act as though she never heard her at all.

Keira kept walking on to her home when a laugh suddenly took her out of her revery. It was a little tinkle laugh, and Keira was instantly suspicious of it, the laugh echoed within itself and chinked like chimes. When Keira asserted her surroundings, she found that she was right where she normally meets up with Jack after work.

She heard the laugh again, and noticed that it was coming from inside the park. "Jack?" she called out, she knew Jack wasn't there, it was only 4:15 pm, and the sun had begun to set, casting large shadows and red orange colors across the white snow that layered the ground. She heard the laugh again, only this time a white figure came out from behind one of the trees.

The figure was rather feminine, and it twirled among the trees, laughing as it's black blue hair twirled around her white dress. Keira could not move. She wanted to believe you me, as soon as she saw that woman she wanted to turn and run as far away as possible. But she found that she couldn't. Her feet were stuck, and she could only watch the woman dance and laugh in the shadows of the trees.

"Look what has happ'd upon my silly little dance," the young woman laughed and twirled on the spot before turning to face Keira. Now that the woman had stopped dancing, Keira could see her features much better.

The woman had white blue skin, and her hair looked like a faded black and blue that curled down to her hips, and her lashes where white as snow. Her skin was so light that Keira had thought for a minute that she were a ghost.

"A-are you a ghost?"

"A Ghost? Oh heaven's no," the woman laughed again, this response did not comfort Keira, in fact this response made her absolutely certain that she was not supposed to be there at all.

"T-then what are you?"

The woman laughed another chime, "What a silly question for a girl to ask, especially from a girl who doesn't even know who she is," she laughed again.

Keira suddenly feeling fed up with the strange white woman decided that it was best to just pretend she never saw her and say her goodbyes.

"Well, I guess I should be going then..." Keira said, as she turned and began to leave, she noticed that she couldn't find the sidewalk. Wasn't she just on the sidewalk? When had she walked so far away? Since when has the park been this big? The white woman then laughed again her chimes echoing in the air, and suddenly Keira felt very cold. She shivered and looked up to notice that it was already dark out, the sun had set, but the last time she checked it was only 4:25 how could it already be dark out? Keira began to shiver harder, and she noticed her breath no longer fogged the air as she exhaled. And the white woman began to dance again.

"I don't think you are going to be leaving anytime soon," the white woman laughed. Keira noticed when she danced closer that the woman's eyes had no pupils, they were white and flat, as though made of marble or wood, Keira couldn't tell since she wouldn't stand still long enough for her to see.

"Earlier, you said that it was silly of me to ask what you are because I don't know who I am," Keira began, tucking her hands into her arm pits to try to generate warmth.

"Yes, I did," the white woman chimed, twirling around Keira.

"If I don't know who I am," Keira began, watching the woman as she danced, "would you mind telling me?"

The white woman laughed again, which was really grating on Keira's nerves.

"No, I'm afraid that is something only you could have figured out yourself," the woman chimed, still spiraling around Keira, which also began to grate one Keira's nerves.

"Would you stop dancing around me please?" Keira asked politely, gritting her teeth, but the white woman just laughed at her again.

"I'm afraid that I can't stop once I've started, at least, not until I finish," was the white woman's reply.

"That doesn't even make se-" Keira snapped at the white woman, but cut herself off as she realized something.

"Wait, you said that I could have figured out who I am..." Keira said her eyes wide, could have meant something is the past tense, not the present tense as a normal person would say it. A normal person would have said 'can' but this white woman said 'could have'. Keira then began to shiver again, feeling as though she were frozen uncomfortably. She felt as though everything was dark, and cold, forever. She knew she was in some deep shit now.

"Stop dancing," Keira ordered the white woman, who only laughed louder at her in response, and began to dance faster.

"Stop. Stop it." Keira said again, as she began to feel even colder, "Stop dancing!" She shouted, but the woman's laugh just grew louder, and her steps became even faster than before.

"Stop! Stop it! Stop Dancing!" Keira was shouting now, "Stop it! Make it stop!" Keira was growing frantic now, and her yells began to turn into screams.

"Make it stop! Make it stop! JACK, MAKE HER STOP!" She screamed, collapsing onto the frozen earth.

Then there was a burst of blue light, and Keira then felt a different kind of cold. It was a cold that she would welcome any day over the cold the white woman was making her feel before. It was the chill that one felt on Christmas morning, it was the same chill that all kids felt when there was a snow day, it was the chill that reminded Keira of snow ball fights. The Chill of Fun.

The white woman had disappeared sometime when the blue frost had erupted into the area, and Keira felt cool strong arms wrap around her.

"Keira? Keira!" she heard him call.

"W-what w-w-w-a-as th-th-a-at?" Keira stuttered, she hadn't noticed before if she was stuttering when the white woman was there.

"It was a winter Nymph," Jack responded coldly, almost as though he felt bitter towards the white woman.

"I-I d-don't thi-n-n-k I-I l-l-i-ike th-th-ose," Keira stuttered again, feeling as though her throat would frost over on the inside.

Jack chuckled darkly, "Yeah, well nobody really likes winter Nymphs," he reasoned. Keira had the suspicion that he didn't like them either.

"J-Jack?"

"Yeah?"

"T-t-tak-ke m-me h-hom-me,"

"Sure thing Keir."

Keira then allowed the darkness to overcome her as she knew she was safe in Jack's arms. This darkness was a comfortable one, it was not the same darkness the white woman made her feel. And in this comfortable darkness, Keira began to dream.

She dreamed of a tree with white bark and white roots that twined into the ground, and the tree's pink leaves would shine in the moonlight. The pink petals then began to fall around Keira and kissed her cheeks, and as they fell they began to change into red and orange colors. But when the leaves landed on the ground they were brown and black and crunched underfoot. When Keira looked back up at the white tree, she found that it looked gnarled and misshapen, it's branches ending in dark twigs that twisted in sharp edges up at the moon, it's white bark black and burnt.

That was when Keira awoke with a soft gasp, and as soon as her eyes lifted open she felt cool, comforting arms wrap around her mid section, and she had forgotten what her dream was about.

"Keira?" Jack squeezed his arms around her and she could feel his forehead burrowing into the crook of her neck.

"How long was I asleep?"

"An hour and a half," Jack replied softly into the dark.

Keira groaned a bit and reached up to turn on her bed side lamp. She fumbled around in the dark and knocked over a book which fell to the floor. Jack then let go of her, reached over and turned the light on for her, she groaned again at the sharp light, squinting her face. She looked around to find she was snuggled up loosely in her bed covers, she had multiple quilts nestled around her.

"I don't like Nymphs," Keira grumbled as she let her head sink back into her pillow, Jack chuckled at her.

"Don't blame all nymphs for the winter one's behavior," he scolded her, "Most Nymph's are actually really nice," He explained as he sat up on the edge of her bed smiling down at her.

"I don't care what type of Nymph there is, I don't like 'em and I don't wanna be anywhere near 'em" Keira muffled into her pillow.

Jack just smiled at her and pretended he didn't understand what she had said, "I think you would like the Autumn Nymph's the best," he told her all about the campfire songs that the Autumn Nymph's sung and danced to, and how they change the leaves' colors into the beautiful fall colors.

"What happened with the Winter Nymph?" Keira asked her brow crinkled in confusion.

"Oh. Well..." Jack began, rubbing the back of his neck, "I was waiting for you as usual," he continued, "I waited for about an hour or two, and it was well after dark when I first go there," Keira watched his facial expressions change into the different emotions of worry that crossed his face before turning to anger.

"Then I heard you screaming 'stop' and I flew as fast as I could towards your voice," Jack explained, his face becoming darker, "It was a good thing you had screamed, or else she would have frozen you to death." Jack finished, stroking her cheek with his cool thumb. Keira smiled into the gesture.

"What would she have done to me if she froze me?" Keira asked, suddenly wishing she hadn't.

"Well," Jack breathed out, "she could have done multiple things. She could have kept you as a statue, she could have traded you to an ogre for a pearl necklace, but she most likely would have sliced you in half and eaten you." he finished on a dark note as though it were like talking about rainbows and ponies.

"I am most definitely staying away from Winter Nymphs," Keira stated with finality, as if saying it the first time wasn't enough, "she did say something interesting though," Keira started.

"What did she say?"

"She said that I didn't know who I was."

Jack hmm-ed at her response and sat in pensive thought for a while before listing off facts about Winter Nymphs.

"Well normally people can not see Nymph's at all, not even children," Jack began to babble, "even if a child believed in nymph's they wouldn't have seen one, mostly because they are fae and fae are invisible to the human world. So, It is pretty odd that you can see them," Jack concluded.

Keira shivered when she shifted her foot towards a cold spot of her blankets untouched by human warmth, the shiver of cold ricocheted up her spine. Jack frowned at her noticeable quake from the cold.

"A side effect from getting involved with Winter Nymphs," Jack humphed, "You tend to be more sensitive towards the cold." Jack then straightened up as if he was getting ready to go somewhere.

"I didn't want to move you to some place foreign after you passed out, wouldn't have been a nice way to wake up, but now that you are awake, it seems fit to take you now," Jack said holding a hand out for Keira.

"Where are we going?" Keira asked groggily.

"We're going to North's to fix the after math of that winter nymph," Jack said reaching into his jacket pocket he pulled out a red snow globe, "Do you wanna bring anything? A sweater maybe?" he asked her, Keira nodded a no to his question and watched with avid curiosity as to what he was going to do with a snow globe.

Jack smirked at her before holding the globe to his lips and whispering, "Santoff Clausen," with a gleam in his eyes that screamed Jack Frost. He then threw the globe and in a burst of light, a portal opened up on Keira's closet doors.

Jack then turned to Keira, wrapped her up in a quilt, and after grabbing his staff, he picked her up and flew right through the portal. Before Keira squinted her eyes shut, the last thing she heard was Jack's infamous chuckle of mischief.

A/N: This is the longest chapter I have ever written! And it was actually going to be longer! XD I know I know I say that every time I post a damn chapter, but that's my goal, to make each chapter longer than the previous XD Or at least a similar amount of words. It's a sign that I'm getting better at writing :P

Okay, so, hopefully I didn't make this chapter too complicated. It's supposed to have a bit of mystery in it obviously, but if there are some things that you are honestly confused about, please make a comment and I will be sure to add more explanations into my next chapter. I do welcome harsh critiques.

No flames please. It's just annoying. Kthanksbai :P