Sorry it's so late! I just started school this week and I'm taking an AP class this year so I don't know how long it will take for the next chapter. I have ideas I just don't know when I'll be able to write it.

Chapter 15: What Is It?

Jack Frost was still sitting on top of the Wall of Memories, thinking. He still held the box that had held all of Gemma's teeth in his hand. Jack stared out to the fairies flying to and fro from the palace, his mind and stomach churning. How was he going to figure out where Bloody Mary was? What were they going to do when they found her? What will Pitch do when he meets her? What could they do if they met?

"Jack!" Tooth flew up and sat next to him. "I'm sorry, it just got really busy and I-" she broke off when she saw the box. She glanced at Jack. "How did you get that?" Jack looked at the box. "Baby Tooth gave it to me." He looked at Tooth again. "I know we needed your permission, but it was important and-" Jack paused and sighed. "Listen. Gemma, she's the new Guardian, wouldn't come with me until I promised I would help her get her memories. Then she got captured and I came here to help her if I could." Jack looked down. "I thought the memories could help her." Tooth gave him a loving look, putting her hand on his shoulder. "Jack, that was very sweet of you to do that." He looked at the fairy. "So, do you forgive me?"

"Of course I do. Guardians have to forgive each other, right?" They smiled at each other. "But, I don't understand how you were able to open it. Only the person who owns the memories or the fairies can do that. Unless…" Tooth looked away, thinking. "What?" She shook her head. "Nothing. Jack I need to get back to work." She began to fly again. "Is there anything else you need from me?" Jack couldn't help but here a hint of jealousy in her voice, but put it aside. "Uh, actually yes." "Well, what is it?"

Tooth saw sadness sweep over Jack, taking control of him. "Did, did you hear about Jamie?" She hadn't, but realized what had happened. "Oh, Jack. I'm so sorry. I, I wish I could've been there." She put her hand on his shoulder again. "What do you need from me?" Jack looked at her for a second, noticing her beautiful purple eyes for the first time. He shook himself out of staring and asked, "What did you do when you lost your first believer?"

Tooth frowned, trying to remember. "Jack that was a long time ago. I don't remember much, but what I do remember is this: my believer was a twin. He had always been fun to go see as a child, but when he got older I forced myself to not go and see him. It hurt too much. But, when I found out he had died, we had to open his memories. I found his grave and released them there."

Tears came to her eyes. "I regret not seeing him as an adult, and it made letting him go even worse. I haven't forgotten about him ever since." She took a shaky breath, so Jack hugged her. She was surprised, but accepted it gratefully. Tooth broke the hug, wiping her eyes and sniffing. "I'm sorry I'm not much help for you. Jamie was a great child, but you can't let him get to you, Jack. You have to remember the other children."

Jack glanced at her. "Tooth it's fine. I'm sorry I brought it up to you, it just makes you sad, and I don't like that." He smiled at her. "Go. Working makes you feel better. I'll be fine." Without thinking, he kissed her cheek. "I've gotta go. I'll see you later, Tooth." He flew off, leaving the box, not knowing where he was going to go. He just knew he had to leave. Tooth, on the other hand, sat down on the wall, shocked at the kiss.

She sat weakly, knowing the kiss was one out of sympathy, not out of love. She knew Jack didn't love her because of the memories. Only certain people could open them, herself, her fairies, the actual person, and their true love. Jack was in love with Gemma, and if not, they were going to be together. Tooth was hurt and a little jealous. She would never admit it to anyone, but she was still in love with Jack, especially after 70 years. Despite this, she wanted him happy, so she tried to hide it with a happy face when she had made the connection.

She put her hand down and hit something with it. She glanced over to see Gemma's memory box and picked it up. She held it in her hand, noticing the pretty face on the side. Gemma was lucky to have Jack. Tooth suddenly shook her head, trying to snap herself out of it. She couldn't stay jealous for long, she had a job to do. That's when she remembered Jamie, her head drooping. Then an idea came to her, and she flew into the air, with a visit planned in her mind.

LATER

Gemma wanted desperately to tell the Guardians where Bloody Mary's castle was, but first she had to go home to check on the wisps. The little spirits loved to mess with people while she was gone, that had been learned years ago. She quickly found her way back to the woods, flying on her cloud that looked like a jet stream. Most people who thought they had seen a normal cumulus cloud moving that fast were seen as crazy, so she saved them that and flew well into the air like a jet.

As to welcome herself home, she made a gigantic and powerful thunderstorm above her forest, letting the wisps know that she had arrived. In her usual way, Gemma lowered herself on a cloud into the all-familiar clearing where she and Jack had met. The storm raged on above her, soaking everything in sight. She put her hood up. The wisps formed a crowd with a circle in the middle so that she could stand. She laughed as they crowded around her, bouncing with joy.

"Hey guys! How are you all doing? Who's been messing with the humans, now? Tell me." The spirits floated back a little bit, worried at the words. Gemma laughed again. "Oh don't ya worry I'm just messing with ya." The spirits seemed to calm down. She sobered. "I'm sorry I've been gone so long. Something important came up. I really wish I could stay, but I can't. Bloody Mary is up to something again, and this time I can't fight it alone." At the mention of Bloody Mary, some of the wisps jumped in shock.

"I know we've held her off for some years, now, but I'm afraid she's more powerful than ever. But there are some people out there who can help: the Guardians." The reactions of some of the wisps implied shock. "I know how some of you feel about teaming up with them, but it's the only way. And I have information that they need. Now, have any of you seen Jack Frost lately?" Gemma glanced around, hoping someone would speak up. Nobody did.

Suddenly a horse neighed behind Gemma. She twisted her torso to see a Nightmare charging at her, full gallop. It ran through the wisps, making them disappear in front of her. Gemma had the slightest feeling of fear, but she pushed it away with a gust of wind. The figure broke apart in her face, black sand flowing past her and getting into her eyes. She wiped it away.

She had never told anyone about her controlling strong, sudden winds. She just assumed everyone knew about it. Well, those that could see her: Moon, Bloody Mary, and the wisps. She hadn't had a chance to tell the Guardians, yet. But that didn't matter, now.

Gemma spun around after the Nightmare disappeared. Luckily, it didn't reappear. She looked at the wisps. "Is everyone alright?" More neighing came from the surrounding forest. Nightmares stepped into the clearing on all sides, snorting and pawing the ground. All of the wisps began to vanish as soon as they came into view. Soon they were gone, and Gemma was surrounded by the black sand.

A snort came from right behind the girl, making her turn. She stared right into the face of a horse, with it breathing heavily. She coughed, stepping back, looking past it. Pitch Black sat on its back, staring her down. She gasped and straightened herself, not wanting to show her fear.

"Oh don't try to hide your fear, Gemma. I know you're afraid." Pitch climbed off the horse, turning to her. "Afraid?" Gemma snorted. "Why would I be afraid of you?" Pitch grinned. "Exactly. You're not." Surprise showed on her face. "You're worried the Guardians aren't looking for you. You're afraid that they don't care. You're still afraid that Bloody Mary was right." Gemma's eyes were wide, now.

"I couldn't help but overhear you talking to your, spirits." Pitch said, casually stepping past the teenager. "You said that you had important information for the Guardians. Correct?" Pitch gave her an expectant look; she replied with a cold stare. "I would like to know what it is. And you are going to tell me what it is." Gemma's eyes flashed. "And if I don't?"

Pitch huffed, spreading out his arms to motion to his horses. "I have ways of making you talk." Gemma craned her neck to look at the Nightmares that were surrounding her, snorting and pawing. "Now." She turned back to Pitch, who was now in her face. "What is it?"

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